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trigun is crazy because what if these twin brothers were both angels but one was abel but also lucifer and the other was cain but also jesus. now what if they were in a space western

maggotmuncher0

srry i was writing a course paper

i luv slugs

magpie-trove

There’s a part in The Princess Bride (the book, it’s not in the movie) where Inigo and Fezzik are looking for Westley after he’s been taken by the Prince, and they’ve been running into obstacle after obstacle, having to overcome them one after the other till they are not only worn out but they find themselves lost in the dark in the Prince’s pit of despair. They overcome and overcome and barely overcome, and then they find Westley.

Dead.

And in the middle of this horrid moment, the passage goes,

“After such effort; after being reunited with Fezzik on this day of days for this one purpose, to find the man to help him revenge his dead Domingo—gone. All was gone. Hope? Gone. Future? Gone. All the driving forces of his life. Gone. Snuffed out. Beaten. Dead.

‘I am Inigo Montoya, the son of Domingo Montoya, and I do not accept it.’”

And he drags Westley’s dead body to Max and stakes everything on a miracle happening. He is literally at the bottom of the pit of Despair with a dead man and instead of succumbing to despair himself he stops and says “I do not accept it.”

And that is one of the most powerful moments in any story I’ve read. Because sometimes the bravest and hardest thing is to insist on hope when it seems like there is none. To say no. I do not accept it. And look for a miracle if that’s what it takes!

(To against hope believe in hope, that we might obtain what was promised.)

yidan

‘The hug is a petal that envelopes history’

2023

Zhang Yidan (Instagram)

takeheartdaughter

derangedrhythms

[…] the silver-grey flickering moth-wing quiver of words […]

Virginia Woolf, from ‘The Waves’

cunninggreeneraven

“and where are the lilacs? and the poppy-petaled metaphyics? and the rain repeatedly spattering its words and drilling them full of apertures and birds?”

— Pablo Neruda, from “I’m Explaining a Few Things,” trans. Nathaniel Tarn, Selected Poems (Houghton Mifflin, 1990)

orphic-mysteries

“[…] it may be said that blue still brings a principle of darkness with it. This colour has a peculiar and almost indescribable effect on the eye. As a hue it is powerful but it is on the negative side, and in its highest purity is, as it were, a stimulating negation.”

— from Goethe’s “Theory of Colours” (via stoicremains)

kitsunetsuki-deactivated2026051

Dior Makeup Ad (1971)

sourdough-seal

“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it