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A 15th century Italian work exploring the mysteries of the universe from an early modern perspective. Lehigh University (MS Hirsh 9)

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Baroque Columns

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Gina

Italian: Queen

Send me a name for a moodboard. 👑

aesthetickinnie

an aesthetic for an angel associated with nature and fawns!

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〰️ “If people knew how hard I had to work to gain my mastery, it wouldn’t seem wonderful at all.” ~ Michelangelo | By Pierre Julien and other artists.

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WHERE YOU FRIGHTENED WHEN THE RHYMING STOP? OR DID YOU SIMPLY ALLOW IT TO PASS? WRITING ON YOUR HAND IN SHARPIE THAT THIS IS SIMPLY THE WAY OF THINGS

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This reminds me of the time I had a dream I was reading a book, viewing myself in 3rd person, and I woke up saying "I wasn't in love, they had a spell on me, the book I was reading was empty"

slightly uncomfortable

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I cannot stress how important it is to be a little bit mad. I don’t mean angry. I mean strange. Weird. Bizarre. I mean that creative, passionate, wild thing romantics call madness. That thing that stirs the poet’s soul, or gives inspiration to the musician. Madness is the fuel that drives the mind of the mathematician as they discover equations that govern the universe, or the philosophers as they question their own existence. Madness is what gives activists their strength. Madness is the oppressed demanding freedom in the face of their oppressors. Madness is doing what is right despite the darkness surrounding you. Madness is daring. Madness is love. Madness is human. I’m not saying you shouldn’t fear it. One should fear madness as one fears God. After all, it is holy.