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I spend my winter the same way I always have I have time to find myself the energy to find the bad in myself no courage to find the good in the same places Wandering and Stagnant (You) go away (You) take a trip (You) abscond (You) dissociate (I) stay here Wishing for anything else I struggle to find what makes me happy anymore I know that (You) make me happy and that every single (you) makes me happy But You is not here And neither am I It's a ghost town

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Not enough people talk about the fact that Leonardo da Vinci was gay. Like, he’s literally the father of modern technology and one of the smartest human beings to ever live and I never ever learned in school that he was gay.

If all the LGBT people are as “DOOMED” as the bible thumpers think we are, hell, at least we’re in good company.

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I was about to say I can’t believe I didn’t know this

and then I remembered the American education system

Yes, I can fucking believe I didn’t know this.

But yeah. Leonardo da Vinci was gay. Pass it on.

gecsplaining

Leo painted a picture of his lover as Jesus and that’s the image we use today

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Oh man that is sad. I’m sorry your teachers are failing you.

Some Leonardo facts you should tattoo on your heart:

He was actually charged with sodomy at age 24, but the allegations were dropped for lack of testimony. The charges affected him immensely, as he was by all means, a very private person.

Da Vinci’s models for Christ are unknown. The claim that he depicted his lover as Jesus most likely arose from the bullshit about Cesare Borgia being the inspiration for White Jesus™ (Yeah, I’m using tumblr as a source because they refuted that shit-myth pretty damn succinctly) combined with the allegations that Leonardo and Cesare were lovers…There is little to no support for these claims. However, it’s speculated his lover Gian Giacomo Caprotti was the model for his St. John the Baptist.

He was universally beloved (minus Michelangelo lollll), like the nicest, funniest, gentlest, handsomest man you’d ever meet. He was generous beyond words, treated everyone equally, and loved to play pranks.

He was also fuckin’ ripped. It was rumored he could bend a horseshoe in half with his bare hands.

Often wore pink and other vibrant colors. (‘He was very attractive, well-proportioned, graceful and good-looking. He wore a short, rose-pink tunic, knee-length at a time when most people wore long gowns. He had beautiful curling hair, carefully styled, which came down to the middle of his chest.’)

Rumored to sleep approx. 2 hours a night. (This is still rumored, but most likely derived from passage 1165 of his notebooks: “O’ sleepers! what a thing is slumber! Sleep resembles death. Ah, why then dost thou not work in such wise as that after death thou mayst retain a resemblance to perfect life, when, during life, thou art in sleep so like to the hapless dead?“

Was left-handed and ambidextrous. He was dyslexic, possibly had ADD (these are posthumous diagnoses of course, so keep that in mind, but many support this claim with his interests in various fields and his lack of finished works), and suffered from frequent paranoia (supported by his use of mirror-writing, his infamous gossipers, etc.).

He was his own worst critic and often destroyed his work. He still left behind over 13k journal pages, filled with sketches and so many dick jokes. (Update: I found a fun dick joke while getting sources: “Cheerfulness is proper to the cock, which rejoices over every little thing, and crows with varied and lively movements.”)

His last words were: “I have offended God and mankind because my work did not reach the quality it should have.”

Would buy caged animals from the market just to set them free (Pg. 286-this was also most likely an emulation of St. Francis of Assisi). He was allegedly a vegetarian (but I’m starting to doubt this since his dissection of animals/taxidermy was pretty well documented).

For a time he kept a pet lizard and made him a custom set of wings and horns. He would routinely scare the shit out of people with his ‘dragon.’

My all time fave: While staying in the Vatican he would invite guests into a residential room which had been filled with cleaned/dried animal intestines that he had sewn together. He fastened a bellows to the end of the intestines and proceeded to inflate them. Onlookers were so excited to see Da Vinci’s new ”invention” that they didn’t even realize this asshole was just blowing up a giant balloon and pinning them to the wall holy shit I love him so much.

*EDIT* I got a few asks for sources so I added links, but I highly recommend Giorgio Visari’s “Lives of the Artists,” since he’s a near-contemporary biographer. I linked to specific pages where applicable, but he covers some of the above. Visari was also the man who coined the term “Renaissance” btw!

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I just had this hyper-realistic dream and like. I don’t even know what to make of this lmao

I was sitting in this park, on a bench, looking up at the night sky and all the stars and stuff, and I blinked and suddenly the entire sky was different. I’m talking different constellations, the sky absolutely packed with billions more stars, some so close they’re massive. I’m like wtf and suddenly I realise there’s an old man sitting next to me, dressed in like 1940s clothing, also looking up at the sky.

before I can ask him if he’s you know, noticed, he speaks, without looking away from the sky.

“this is what the universe really looks like,” he tells me.

“oh,” I say. a pause. “…can you put it back?”

he smiles and nods. I look up. the sky has gone back to normal.

“what do I do with this information?” I ask, looking at him again.

he turns his head and, smiling, looks me dead in the face. "be careful.“