[ethereallyhaunted]

[loversdreamersandyou]

[lesbianralzarek]

it's so funny how half of us are like "food is sacred and the kitchen is holy ground. to break bread with others is inherently sacrament" and the other half of us are like "my villain origin story is someone looked at me when i was in the kitchen"

[livefromtheloam]

If I love you, I will cook for you. If you want me to continue to love and cook for you, stay out of my kitchen.

[cumaeansibyl]

the kitchen is holy ground and only I, its hierophant, may enter

[zebublack]

From “Prince Lucifer” by Alfred Austin

[myrtlerose]

Friendly reminder that one of Aphrodite’s epithets is Tumborukhos which means ‘Gravedigger’ and let’s not forget my personal favourites, Androphonos (Killer of Men), Enoplios (Bearing Weapons), Epitumbidia (She Upon the Graves) and Summakhia (Ally in War) so the next time you feel the need to underestimate the Goddess of love and consider Her a shallow, empty-headed bimbo, I urge you to think again.

[smokefalls]

Dreaming is not fractal but kaleidoscopic, the way of approaching meaning by excess and collage, passion and permutation: I say passion because dreaming is never boring. Boredom is the only state from which a dreamer is exempt. Dreams are a confluence of lifefragments, swelling and dissolving in waves, perpetually on the verge of meanings.

Aurora Mattia, The Fifth Wound

[owlmylove]

the flesh is unwilling and honestly, the spirit isn't too keen on the idea either

[hearthspeaker]

I love you thunderstorm lullabies. I love you foggy mornings. I love you misty days. I love you birds playing in puddles. I love you raindrop-bejeweled blades of grass. I love you cool breeze.

[warm-autumn-evenings]

changing every “i should have known better” to “i know better now”. i will not judge past versions of me through the lens of who i am now.

[firstfullmoon]

Mahmoud Darwish, “Viewpoint,” trans. Fady Joudah, in The Ecco Anthology of International Poetry, edited by Ilya Kaminsky [ID in alt text]

[classicsenthusiast]

“σύν μοι πῖνε συνήβα συνέρα συστεφανηφόρει, σύν μοι μαινομένῳ μαίνεο, σὺν σώφρονι σωφρόνει”

—

Attic skolion (drinking song) quoted in Athenaeus XV.694c-696a.

Drink with me, spend your youth me, love with me, wear garlands with me. Go mad with me when I am raging; When I calm, be sane with me. (trans. mine)

[percymmon]

(1 January 2024)

[ahsteria]

reject rizz. stare them down with big doe eyes and off-putting allure as god intended

[flamingkorybante]

“When I ask my ancestors, what must I do? The answer is clear. What we have always done. We feed each other. We dance together. We tell jokes and hold hands. When they come for us, we fight. When they burn us, out we put down new roots. What we have always done. What we will always do.”

—

a prayer against despair

[grimve]

[fairycosmos]

stomach hurts from hunger. stomach hurts from eating. what the hell do yuou want from me you stupid fucking organ

[benvoolioo]

hey girl, um, we were having a bacchanal and we kinda tore your boyfriend to shreds. yeah, ripped his head clean off. sorry about that :/