Lucius Dantanian Basileus

*18+* 26.M. Portland,OR. Mixture of my writings, thoughts, fantasies, and random shit.

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carpe mortem

[veni--vidi--victus-sum]

My new moto: Carpe natem, carpe collum, carpe noctem

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BTWs The original comic book is phenomenal if you haven't read it.

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The U.S. in a gif series.

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Pls keep reblogging this till this become a classic tumblr post , because it needs to be

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I've had this on repeat since I woke up.

"Do you like how my face disintegrates into chalk?"

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Routine

This is my routine. 

It is exhausting.

I ask.

If I don’t.

I assume.

If I assume.

I overthink.

If I overthink.

You were an angel and I tainted that.

Everyone is an angel.

I really am not.

I am a human that dreams of self-inflicted pain.

I speak.

God, I speak too much.

But if I don’t speak.

I overthink.

If i overthink.

You are a supernova and I am a black hole.

I hate to dim you down.

Everyone is bright.

I am a human dreaming of dancing fire and melted flesh.

I’ll stop now.

I know you need the quiet.

I like the quiet.

When it’s quiet,

I overthink.

And…

If I overthink,

Dreaming of not living always wins.

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This song has been stuck in my head all week and its finally appropriate to sing it all day long!

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Ode on Melancholy

"No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist

       Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;

Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd

       By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;

               Make not your rosary of yew-berries,

       Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be

               Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl

A partner in your sorrow's mysteries;

       For shade to shade will come too drowsily,

               And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.

But when the melancholy fit shall fall

       Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,

That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,

       And hides the green hill in an April shroud;

Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,

       Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,

               Or on the wealth of globed peonies;

Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,

       Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,

               And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.

She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die;

       And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips

Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,

       Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:

Ay, in the very temple of Delight

       Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,

               Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue

       Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;

His soul shalt taste the sadness of her might,

               And be among her cloudy trophies hung."

- John Keats

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Strawberry Banana by Bobsled, this shit is bananas!!! No...literally it tastes like bananas!

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Places I would hang out if I was more goth

the bottom of the ocean Among Ruins

ambient lighting, everything rusting, fish are generally freaky and Very Goth

Unmapped Independent Cave Structures

very dark and has bats- all on brand, plus authority figures and preps can’t find you if there aren’t any known maps to it bitch

Ghost Malls in China

has “ghost” in the name, very badass, digging the abandoned and desolate vibes

That Place in the South Pole Where you’re standing in all the Time Zones at once

Time is a concept invented by preps!! escape the confines of one timezone and live infinitely, cold as hell and sunlight is weird there, good goth material

Decaying Forests inhabited by Fairy Fire

do need anything else but the title? Decaying. Forest. With. Glowing. Green. Death. Fungus.

The Graveyard I will One Day be Buried at as Foretold to me by a Witch

doesn’t get more goth than that. I’ll also be giving out riddles and tasks for travelers there in exchange for drops of blood and hot topic gift cards

Anywhere with lava

Red, black, hot, will kill you if it touches you. This is the ideal destination for connecting to your goth roots and what means to be alt society

Abandoned Construction Sites in Danger of Collapse

Relatable, very kitsch, and altogether dangerous in that sexy sexy life or death way

Cat Island

Cats know what the goth style is all about, hang with them and relearn the ways of not giving af

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Rain by Steve Conte

"Why do I feel so alone, for some reason I think of home."

[samisoffthewall]

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Black Fire OG by Dr. Jolly's is a must try for anyone in Oregon looking for an amazing Indica!

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Sour Crumpets nug run by Dr. Jolly is currently my favorite Sativa strain! That shit will knock you on your ass then give you the energy to conquer the world!

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Blueberry diesel OG by Buddies! The light behind the 3rd pic makes it look like little gold flakes

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Jr. Mint by Bobsled, such a great mellow Indica!!! I've been loving Bobsled's pink/black labels, check them out if you're in Oregon!

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A Dream Within a Dream

"Take this kiss upon the brow!

And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow —

You are not wrong, who deem

That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away

In a night, or in a day,

In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone? 

All that we see or seem

Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar

Of a surf-tormented shore,

And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand —

How few! yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep,

While I weep — while I weep!

O God! Can I not grasp

Them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save

One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem

But a dream within a dream?"

- Edgar Allan Poe