Itās coming.
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Itās coming.
Jonathan Harker today:
I am left alone in the castle with those awful women. To be more specific, I love my girlfriend Mina, and Mina is a woman, thus I do not hate women, but these three vampire ladies absolutely suck. Anyway Iām gonna try and climb down the walls of the castle and down the ravine into the valley below. If I fall and die, then at least Iāll die still a human with my soul intact. Goodbye Mina! And everyone else but mostly Mina!
thereās a lot of things that can be said for Jonathan Harker, but he loved his girl and isnāt gonna let you forget it
comedy of terrors
Reading dracula right now with some friends and iāve made it most of the way through the book before and just kinda stopped for reasons that were mysterious even to myself, but i just forget how funny it is initially. Our protagonist (sort of? itās actually kinda unclear to me who the protag is) canāt handle paprika, and heās touched but not concerned in the least when an entire town of people start crying and begging him not to go to Castle Dracula. People are crossing themselves and giving him crosses and garlic flowers and driving the coach so fast as to miss Draculaās carriage and whispering about devils and vampires and were wolves and the whole time heās like āhuh, how quaint, i ~must~ ask the count about theses superstitionsā and while of course the book appears to relay themes surrounding the fear of modernity as well as the powers of the past and of superstitions and of course he is from England in Romania, which comes with at least a little bit of a superior perspective, itās so silly out of thematic context. Dracula throws Jonathanās shaving mirror out the window after his reflection noticeably doesnāt appear in it and Jonathan is like āthatās annoying now i have to shave using the toilet bowl :/ā The guy of all time <3
they werenāt even queerbaiting me bro
Okay so iām reading The Picture of Dorian Gray and yk, I knew it was oscar wilde and i knew that people were like itās gay and stuff, but people also said gatsby was gay and while i agree, itās like subtext gay. But like boom first 10 pages and we are expressing emotions only found in the most INSANE queer situationships known to man. Genuinely every other paragraph youāre hit with āHe knows nothing about it. He shall never know anything about it. But the world might guess it, and I will not bare my soul to their shallow prying eyes. My heart shall never be put under their microscope.ā or like āI turned half-way round and saw Dorian Gray for the first time. When our eyes met, I felt that I was growing pale. A curious sensation of terror came over me. I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.ā like so thatās just gay. like every gay person has experienced this and if they havenāt they will. What the freak you guys. Iām only 30 pages in
Do y'all ever just, like, put on the 1995 BBC Pride & Prejudice miniseries, like just to have it on in the background, and then end up binging the whole thing and become seriously invested for the thousandth time like you don't know what's gonna happen even though you do and can quote a lot of it or am I just weird
iāve used this meme for this band far more times than iād like
WE ARE SO BACK (belated)
idk who needs to hear this but if you have been putting something off bc it doesn't need to be done until the end of the month. we are almost done with the teens we are approaching the big numbers (the twenties). that date shall dawn upon you swiftly and without mercy before you know it. psa for everyone except me i got plany off time
iām not crying youāre crying
The Green Light
ok, so this is a picture of a lightning bolt in the poles of Jupiter, taken by the Juno mission recently sent out by NASA and the literature lover in me is so emotional over this actually. I read The Great Gatsby again recently, and seeing this picture just had me thinking about how there is a green light, waiting for us somewhere in the stars. And we yearn for it! That is a dream that every civilization has had, to explore the cosmos. We have all charted stars and told stories, and up there, the whole time there was a green light. And we can see it now.
Since it is pride month id like to give a special thanks to all the people who have helped me become who i am
especially:
- the girl i was friends with in middle school who told me what asexuality is
- the trans guy i knew in 6th grade that helped me realize trans people exist and are super cool and awesome
- my first girlfriend from freshman year of high school who helped me be comfortable with the idea of being a girl who likes girls
- sophomore year me who had green hair and pronouns
- people with curly hair and mullets who inspired me, a person with curly hair, to get a mullet
- my gay cousin, so far the only family member i am aware of who fully supports and understands me
- my friends who have been there for me through thick and thin and who i will always love and support
- my girlfriend who is so loving and amazing and truly understands me like no one else
- my closest friend who grew up in the same church as me and has helped me grow in so many ways and never made me feel ashamed for being queer and religious and struggling with the people and teachings of the church
- all the queer people in the world who have ever existed and ever will exist and who will always continue to push on and exist and take up space and never let anyone tell them they aren't allowed to be here
to all those out there who cannot celebrate pride out loud for whatever reason, i hope you know that you are loved by so many people and there are people out there who want to see you thrive and live your best life!
Happy Pride to All!!! I hope you stay safe and remember you are loved!
k i know i talk about this a lot but on the topic of Persuasion, i think itās so funny that Anneās biggest issue with the rich, charming guy (who was also her cousin so⦠like moment of silence) wasnāt that he was like a bad person, it was that he was too nonchalant. She was so in love with the most chalant guy she had ever met that she could never go back. Again i think this is so connecting-people-through-eras-core of Jane Austin bc she was like āokok so thereās this reallyyyy cute guy and heās rich and heās gonna provide economic and sociocultural security and heās polite and smartā and all the girlies in the 1800s were like YESSS SAY YESSS!! and then Austin was like āBUT āļø heās lowkey boring and nonchalantā and the girlies were like ah well he had a good run ig whereād we leave that hot sea captain? and yk what? me too
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Great Gastby for fun essay
In the novel āThe Great Gatsbyā, F. Scott Fitzgerald explores hierarchical structure through the young bootlegger Jay Gatsby, who rockets from his poor childhood in the midwest to Godlike wealth and extravagance, before losing it all again. Fitzgerald delves into the complexity of who the human race is on a fundamental level and what our dreams demand of us, and if one can ever change the structure of who one is through social, economic, or political movement.Ā
The Great Gastby features a number of characters who are searching for something more, regardless of socioeconomic status. The social hierarchy is explored in different facets, from using Tom, the aggressively unintelligent old money caricature, Daisy, the representation of all this is enchanting and unachievable, Nick, the silent eyes of God enchanted by Gatsby, and Gatsby himself. The significance in Gatsby's character comes from his origin. The Gatsby that is projected out into the world is one that āsprang forth from the Platonic conception of himselfā, a veritable Apollo figure, whose parties never stop, and whose radiance never fails to claim the adoration of everyone he meets. That Gastby never defined hierarchy because he was simply ābornā for it. The true Gastby, James Gatz, however, defied every hierarchical norm there was in 1920 society. Upon introduction to the real Gatsby, Nick guesses that āhis imagination has never really accepted them as his parents at all.ā, however the reality was that James was born to a poor, āshiftlessā farming family, from nowhere of significance. Gatsby, in his youth was given a taste of wealth, and had kept dreams of shifting into a higher form of self ever since he wrote into his journals, in order to become Jay Gatsby, millionaire, and owner of Daisy Fayās only affections. This ardore of Daisy was his big first step across hierarchical lines. Daisy had soldiers aplenty to amuse her, and she seemed to not pick favorites, merely stalling her youth until she would have to conform to the pressures and responsibilities that her role as the beautiful foolish daughter of an old money family has. Gatsby fell in love with her, or the idea of her, and created this idea that he was the only one she had ever loved, and he claimed her as his own possession, though he did not financially, socially, politically, or otherwise have any capacity to stake his claim on her. Gatsby crossed lines, perhaps not when he loved her, but what he did after he left to earn her love, or to become someone who deserved her love. In bootlegging, in money laundering, in working with the mob, and in becoming ānew moneyā, in all that he did, or might have done at the service of Mr. Wolfsheim, he crossed lines, and in the way that he did this, he isolated himself from the very class of people that he aspired to join. While his parties were certainly well attended all through the summer, no one left without hearing and passing along rumors of the nefarious nature of their host. Gatsby kept inviting them in, however, hoping to find Daisy in the crowd, feeling that he had earned her in his enormous, empty house that frothed over with guests.Ā He shipped huge crates of fruit and flowers to his mansion, mowed his lawn meticulously, opened the pool he had not once touched all summer, to become one of them. He beat against a current he was never intended for.Ā
In unfortunate ways, however, Gatsby accepted hierarchical structures and obligations that many who lived in his time in high classes indulged in. One of these was the perpetual living in worlds of delusion, comfort, and in the past. Our introduction to the main cast of characters proceeds with Tom Buchannan, a football star who wants to be relevant again, pursuing this through his grotesquely charming house and yard, as well as his obsession with his own racial supremacy and public infidelity. Daisy is the mirror opposite of Tom, she yearns for little more than her own comfort, the first line she ever says being that she is āparalyzed with happinessā.Ā Gatsby longs for things that comfort him, and create relevance for him as well, such as his illusioned notion that he can live in the past, if only he tries hard enough. Gatsby also yearns for relevance, and is constantly trying to prove that everything he does is good enough for Daisy. The parties, the lawn, the house, the shirts, everything he does is to earn her. Yet, he lacks something integral to join the upper class. As soon as Daisy discovers through Tom Gatsbyās past, his means to achieve her favor, she shrinks back into herself, revolting and terrified of his defiance of the very social and hierarchical standards that imprison her. She still, though, expects him to solve her problems for her, and sees him as obligated to cater to her and put down his life for her when Wilson comes around seeking revenge.
The greatest tragedy of this story is that no one, but especially Gatsby could escape who they were. They were westerners who wanted too much, and they were tied to who they were born as. As Gatsby abandoned his dream moments before death, he died James Gatz once more, and no wealthy friends attended his funeral. He could not escape who heĀ was on a fundamental level, but the ending encourages us to keep trying, always keep trying, because escape is the essence of the American Dream.Ā
summer reading list
most of these are just books iāve been wanting to start or finish but thereās some good classic lit, history and current event reading in here too
Persuasion
Visions and Brain: How We Perceive the World
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
Far From the Madding Crowd
A Hitchhikerās Guide to the Galaxy
The Whale (Philip Hoare)
1984
Freedom is a Constant Struggle
The Hundred Yearsā war on Palestine
Orientalism
Of Mice and Men
Godās Bits of Wood
The Prehistory of East Africa
King Leopoldās Ghost
The Adventures of Amina al-Sirafi
Gallant (V.E Schwab)
back on the Persuasion grind (exams are finally over i can read again) and i just love reading Austin and imagining the Girliesā¢ļø back in the day reading the part where sheās just lighting āpoor Richardā up like. Can you imagine?? Your favorite author is like hey girls yall remember that one family memeber who is SO USELESS AND GOOD FOR NOTHING?? REMEMBER HOW THEY SUCK?? DO YOU EVER JUST THINK ABOUT HOW THE ONE GOOD THING HE DID IN HIS LIFE WAS GO DIE AT SEA?? And then she literally called him a dick. I just think thatās crazy and itās also why Jane Austin is still relevant not just in her universal themes but also because like. people are people and like. yeah richardās a dick in every sense of the word. The girlies back in the 1800ās knew it too.
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