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Applause for/by these five cellos.

This made me cry so hard. This happened in Indonesia yesterday. I love you so much. You are the best fans in the world.

- @ladygaga

(retweeted by Lady Gaga)

I have never felt truly cherished by a lover. I have an inability to know what happiness feels like with a man. I say this honestly, and this is my new thing as of the past year: when I fight with someone I’m in a relationship with, I think, What would my fans think if they knew this was happening? How would they feel about my work and about me as a female if they knew I was allowing this to go on? And then I get out.
Lady Gaga on Getting Married: “I Can Buy Myself a Fuckin’ Ring” | Blogs | Vanity Fair

(via ninakix)

I argue that what Hegel means in this passage and what Gaga is attempting to say about identity have much in common. Hegel’s argument is that the really real, the “actual”, the human subject, must include both itself and the perception of itself. There is always a distance inherent in identity, a sense in which a person knows who and where they are, and also that they could be something else someplace else. Thus, in a way, identity is an empty space, a gulf across which the self is perceived by something at once itself and alien. Compare this idea to one of Gaga’s tweets in the days before the video was released: “We bare an Unbearable Human Inability: to just ‘be.’” She grasps what Hegel means when he writes that “this substance is, as Subject, pure, simple negativity” – humans are nothing more than the perception of something missing, of a void wherein that perception will always struggle and transform in an attempt to be fulfilled. Hence the arduous distance Cyborg Gaga must traverse, which leaves her ankles caked with blood, before she can return to a home as alien as it must be familiar. Hence the painful, rapine, monstrous transformation Mermaid Gaga undergoes before the throes of pleasure, before the coming-home of orgasmic ecstasy; hence the desire of Nightie Gaga for her dream object, which is after all only an inversion of herself. That tweet also includes “love is a result” – the result of this striving, a homecoming across the gulf of the self, which is perhaps not so different from the gulf between two selves.
Gaga Stigmata: Yoü and I

(via ninakix)

Third in the series of Yoü and I fashion films. Watch Haus of Ü featuring Yüyi

- @ladygaga

For this one, take a deep breath before you click play.

The second installment of the HAUS of Ü. In collaboration with INEZ+VINOODH, here is “BRIDE”

- @ladygaga

Cybernetic implants by Chanel, at least according to the branding on her shoulder.

(Also, I love how they censored that.)


- @ladygaga

Always be attributing.

When she cums, it’s like she covers her face ‘cause she doesn’t want me to see. Like she can’t stand to have one honest moment where nobody’s watching! I want her, to be real, but she says, “Jo, I’m not real. I’m theater.”

- Jo Calderone, via @ladygaga

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