120 hits per minute

Bobby 2022-04-21 09:03:08

love disease death

Is it only a heartbeat of 120 beats per minute that proves that this virus-laden body is alive and has existed

love to accompany life

The fear of dying, the companionship of love, the body that dances with floating dust under the blue light, only the tiny fragments constitute life

love struggle calm

Ignorance is the enemy Knowledge is the weapon Silence is the same as disappearance. In the face of the virus, sometimes I am afraid to fight. If there is a result, the body is still stored. Death will eventually return to death.

love despair

People die and ashes, family and friends living, life still continues, Hawking's doubts are still not solved, time still flows, mothers discuss the distribution of ashes with relatives and friends, some people silently recall the past when they were with the deceased, some people hug Pretending to be not afraid, some people comfort themselves in silence, and some people... Very sad

Love

Maybe someone doubts, thinks, ridicules, sympathizes. I really think that only those who have had tragic experiences in life are qualified to sympathize with others. This sentence is right I feel like I can't think about everything. You always think that it should be this way, it should be that way, you always ask why you always avoid thinking and the brain without thinking is no doubt dead

The person who experienced all that is not you, I am not qualified to judge, only by cherishing can you live up to the

Our hearts are still beating like dancing blue dust

We will always remember those souls who have passed away

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Extended Reading
  • Elissa 2022-03-26 09:01:12

    From the perspective of an outsider, it started as a group portrait in a telescope. Different people made plans for the event in great detail, and each role was rarely active. Later, it became a magnifying glass, the healthy cells were eroded little by little, and the two people had warm feelings. tormented by pain. Leaving without seeing the victory of the struggle is probably the greatest despair one can have in one's life, but even if it turns to ashes, do you still have to remind the world that you once existed brilliantly?

  • Raphaelle 2022-03-27 09:01:18

    I have seen a lot of gay movies, but this is the first time someone has portrayed the personal erotic desire wrapped in the social environment and political struggle so magnificently and delicately. The eyes of lovers and the blood-red Seine are nothing but dust floating in electronic dance music. Tearful sex, sighs that left that night, shouting loudly, you have existed, you have been loved, the admirable 90s.