[ i. the magician ]

dreamer, dead; still dreaming.

[glazedeye-s]

the song of achilles, madeline miller // etiquette, meghan howland // wuthering heights, emily brontë.

[pusluktalaratlasi]

Albertine Bookstore, NYC

[eliasericson]

second hand pride

prints of this here!

[propertiesofjoy]

giovanni’s room, james baldwin

[ourheartsareoldfriends]

joseph larusso jr. // sofia nielsen // hafiz // ron hicks // peter wever

[caustic-apotheosis]

Diversity wins! The vampire-hunted dimension-hopping priest who lost his faith but is slowly finding it again is bisexual!

[bathroomcube]

[finita-la-commedia]

“And I would like us, after death, When we retreat into ourselves and depart, To be closer than the heart is to its auricle, And to be rhymed together.”

— Boris Pasternak (Russian, 1890-1960), from “Beloved, the smoke of sugary speech…” (1931), translated from Russian by Catherine Ciepiela

[gnossienne]

milton, paradise lost / leonard cohen "love itself" from the book of longing / san juan de la cruz, "canciones entre el alma y el sposo" / michelangelo, sonnet xxviii / leonard cohen, "anthem"

[hollowtones]

Do you think using crystals is cheating for a wizard?

everything wizards do is cheating on purpose

[soracities]

“her hand in mine, and in my chest a garden…” (saadi youssef)

Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.

Bright Star, dir. Jane Campion

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Ingeborg Bachmann, “Word for Word”

[weltenwellen]

Bessel van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score

[lucasdeshazer]

— view on Instagram https://ift.tt/3uyaMB3

[cryptonature]

I know a rotting stump near a broken fence.

It is alive in so many ways that have nothing to do with the tree it once was

and everything to do with the tree it once was. That's the friendship of life and death.

Death teaches life about unity.

Life shelters death from forever.

[derangedrhythms]

Margaret Atwood, Interlunar; from ‘Eurydice’

[freckled-lili]

“You know, love doesn’t mean ‘I never want you to change’. But I don’t think it means 'I don’t care if you change’ either. So I suppose it might mean, 'I believe that you’ll always be the person I adore’. A declaration of faith, perhaps.”

— Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You).

[observando]

“By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.”

— Pablo Neruda