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Blue Dusks & Pink Dawns

@bluedusksandpinkdawns

while the light fails, on a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel
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dionysus-complex

thinking about how the Iliad opens with Chryses unsuccessfully supplicating Agamemnon for the return of his living daughter, and ends with Priam successfully supplicating Achilles for the return of his dead son. and if we're willing to read Iphigenia into the Iliad (which Thomas Nelson convincingly argues we should be), this means we have Chryses begging for the return of his daughter from a man who has murdered his own daughter, and Priam begging for the return of his dead son from a man who is, for all intents and purposes, another man's dead son

Aeneid 4.642-662 Translation

But restless intentions left the savage Dido wild – her bloodshot eyes rolling, her stained cheeks trembling –   and she paled at her imminent death. She tore inside the threshold of the house, ascending, frenzied, up the tall funeral pyre, and unsheathed the Trojan sword – Aeneas’ gift, although never imagined for such a use. But when she caught sight of his Trojan robes, and the bed, intimately known to her, her mind and her tears briefly held her back from her inhuman desires. She lay on their bed, and spoke her final words: ‘Oh, remnants of us, sheddings sweet while fate and the god permitted – Take away my mind, free me from my sorrows. I have lived, I have finished the path which fortune gifted to me, and now great Dido will pass beneath the earth, an echo, a shadow, a shade. I have built a renowned city, seen its walls, Avenged a husband and punished a wrathful brother – I would have been happy, endlessly so, had not Trojan ships touched our shores.’ She pressed her face against the marriage-bed, and spoke. ‘I will die unavenged, but let me die.  It will delight me to travel down to the shadows this way: May Aeneas drink in this fire with his cruel eyes, from the sea, May he be burned, and carry with him the fear of my death.’

#latin#classics#aeneid#virgil#poetry#translation#writing#creative writing
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maisiepetersnetwork

get to know us event: maya [4/4] parallels ↳ what else is there to do but trying?

you signed up for this – maisie peters // this is me trying ⁠– taylor swift // camden ⁠– gracie abrams // i want you to change (because you want to change) ⁠– maisie peters // mirrorball – taylor swift // folklore long pond studio sessions ⁠– jack antonoff and taylor swift // i’m trying (not friends) ⁠– maisie peters
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plain-flavoured-english

Your purpose in life is not to love yourself but to love being yourself.

If you goal is to love yourself, then your focus is directed inward toward yourself, and you end up constantly watching yourself from the outside, disconnected, trying to summon the “correct” feelings towards yourself or fashion yourself into something you can approve of.

If your goal is to love being yourself, then your focus is directed outward towards life, on living and making decisions based on what brings you pleasure and fulfillment.

Be the subject, not the object. It doesn’t matter what you think of yourself. You are experiencing life. Life is not experiencing you.

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saxifraga-x-urbium

Thank you this is the first post about self love that hasn’t made me want to throw things

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welcomedtonewyork

I’ve been trying this out and it’s been quite helpful 🤗

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[ID: A comic from Instagram created by frannerd. It is titled, “Self Love Got a Lot Easier When I Started Seeing Myself as ‘Two People’”. In the first image, there are four panels.

First panel: A girl with pink hair and glasses is cooking. There is an arrow pointed to her labeled, “Present me”. The text reads, “It started with lunch”.

Second panel: The same girl is eating the lunch, with an arrow pointing to her that reads, “Future me”. She is saying, “Aww, past Fran is the best!”

Third panel: Fran is making her bed. The text reads, “And then… Future Fran is going to appreciate this so much!”

Fourth panel: Fran comes home to a clean room and says, “Yay! Past Fran did it again!”

In the next image, there is one panel of various activities Fran is doing to practice self-love. At the top of the panel, “I try to apply it as much as I can!” - Fran is stretching. “Meal prep!” - Fran has prepared a meal. “Friday Fran tidying studio for Monday Fran” - Fran is cleaning up after herself. At the bottom of the panel, Fran folds her yoga mat with hearts around her. Fran looks at the meal she prepared, saying, “I’m my best waifu”. Fran goes to sleep, the text reading, “Going to bed early”.

In the last image, there are four panels.

First panel: Fran is rubbing her eyes, the text reading, “I’m conditioned to be so mean to myself”.

Second panel: Fran is saying, “It’s okay” to someone. The text reads, “But I noticed I’m way more kind and forgiving to others”.

Third panel: Fran, “Now Me”, is waving to herself, “Future Me”, “(somehow a separate me)”. The text reads, “Maybe this is why this method worked for me”.

Fourth panel: A flower vase and books are on a bedside table. The text reads, “Leaving little gifts to my future self”.

/ END ID]

ysuft

mad woman is so underrated it viscerally pains me

everyone loves reputation’s sass and camp flair, but no one talks about how mad woman is what happens after reputation, when the hands that buried your old self have calloused, when you’re not snarling you’re just bitter, when the confetti from the reputation tour has been swept up and you’re standing barefoot on concrete, when you’re screaming “THIS IS UNFAIR” to the empty stadium because no one is listening to you anymore, when the way people hate you is no longer something you can summon a witty retort to, when you’re tired tired tired, when you realize there will be people who hate you forever and you’re just going to have to live with that, the knowledge of it leaving bruises that aren’t pretty purples or blues, just ugly and dark and formless.