no longer human

lee • intj • dark academia • xvii literature and engraved thoughts oscar wilde enthusiast

[cynthia-viv-deactivated20240204]

You call it hope–that fire of fire! It is but agony of desire.

–Edgar Allan Poen, "Tamerlane".

[buriedletters]

[buriedletters]

looking into dorian gray’s gems!

gems’ serenity feels like it is constantly inflicted on its owners. my favorites from dorian’s collection have to be labradorite, which turns blue/green at the right angle where light shines; moonstone, which has a moon-like glow in the presence of light; opals, which are very rare and look like our very own milky way; carnelians, found in the falling tides of classical times’ beaches; and lastly agate, with various designs!

[buriedletters]

“One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar.” —the picture of dorian gray, oscar wilde

[cynthia-viv-deactivated20240204]

"Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red."

– Kait Rokowski

[buriedletters]

Often I think the clouds tell my story better than myself, roaring into an abyss of lightning, illuminating its external atmosphere. Aggregating its pain into this one discharge it is catching you on the palm of its hand, sending perhaps aggravating hands that catch your breath until at last you are let go of at its calm. Why is it only when I strike do I captivate you? It is only then that I burst, casually crumbling into droplets that emerge from guilt.

-rage, wrote this in the midst of a thunderstorm

[a-poets-darling]

I wonder about her fingers, if they've ever raked through the dry dirt of her twenties until they bled, her voice whispering,

Surely,something must be growing here, right ?

Because otherwise how do you forgive yourself for your rotting?

[buriedletters]

— Osamu Dazai, from “No longer human.”

What easiness lies in the denouement?