Bizarre movie night

We were supposed to watch a movie..

We went to my attic and found Jim Henson’s The Labirynth from 1986

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And laughed hard when David Bowie did his magic moves. (at 0:55)

Then we continued with Luis Buñuel’s Un Chien Andalou from 1929

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And ended up with Alexander Jodorowsky’s Santa Sangre from 1989

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We were apparently in the mood for surreal weirdness, which turned out tons better than sitting somewhere in a pub – we didn’t even notice how late it got.

Good night.

Poland, Christmas & Forever young into 2012

Here’s a photo-bomb of my stay in Poland.

The 11 days started off with christmas in Wroclaw with grandparents and family. After a few days I took a train to hang out in Torun with my dad and another packed trainride later I arrived in Warszawa, where I danced with very dear friends and celebrated a sparkling New Year’s Eve.

In Wawa, on the 30th of December, after a very Polish dinner prepared by my friend and very intense dancing in a club – we all decided to check in at the Intercontinental Hotel instead of going back to my friends’ place. We got a great deal and we could eat, have breakfast and spend hours at the pool.. also, we were just a hop away from the “Forever young into 2012” New Year’s Eve party which was held at the top floor of the Marriott Hotel that we could see from our window. So very much worth it, a relaxing vacation in your own city is a lovely and random way of spending the last and the first days of the year.

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Midnight mass

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I am trying to keep this space somewhat neutral in terms of both politics and religion. But as I am celebrating Christmas with my family in very catholic Poland it just won’t work right now..

I attended midnight mass tonight, it’s something we do every year. For some it’s tradition, for other’s it’s the main purpose of Christmas and for some the feeling of guilt and shame would be almost lethal if they chose not to go.

Last years I have chosen to actually listen to what the priest is saying and how he uses his voice, which has been highly interesting.

Today’s speech started with the story about how God chose to become a baby and the beauty of the most powerful being in the world asking for help, crying out his needs and being completely vulnerable and giving humanity his trust.. a message telling us that we have to be attentive to the needs of the weaker and less priviledged and how Christmas is about sharing and showing solidarity with each other..  then the priest somehow wandered off to how the communists and facists bore the responsibilities of millions of deaths, because God always finds his way back into our lifes – so “when you take the holy cross off the walls in schools and legal institutions, it shows up in cemeterys and at the sides of roads”. He continued talking about the darkness of today’s world, about how people distract themselves with computers and sex.. and get absorbed by excessively focusing on  working and on various types of charity work [sic!] instead of meaningful practices such as connecting with God.

The absurdity kind of culminated when he explained how gay pride parades are the unquestionable proof of how evil is spreading in the world. We were originally warned with a very clear message from God at the time when volcanic lava covered the ancient Gay-city of Pompeii. Those who do not see this obvious connection are distracted and brainwashed by modern society. I seem to belong to that group.

..if he only knew who I will be dancing with in a couple of days.

I’m on a boat, yeah.

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We’re on the ferry to Germany, preparing for the long drive to my grandmother’s place in southern Poland. We used to go by this boat twice a year, but I’ve been flying the last years so I’m really nostalgic right now.

Everything is the way it used to be, it’s just a four hour crossing so people don’t get a room – instead, they sleep all over the place and the race to get the good places (corners and sofas) is both serious and entertaining.

The only difference is that the boat used to seem a lot bigger when I was a kid. It was like a whole world of gambling machines, secret rooms and weird people – all mine to explore.

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Now I see it takes about ten minutes to walk through it all. Maybe I should get my childish spirit back and be like this little girl. I might go exploring after catching up with my old guardian papers at this insane dooleys party. Woohooo!

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Free WiFi on the boat, that’s something new. :)