shush

[crabussy]

it's normal and actually good for your health to see yourself in the most guilt ridden character you've ever seen in your life

[soundcarvings]

I’m kinda feeling a bit of everything these days and also nothing

[papayajuan2019]

muscle memory is so beautiful to me. my body remembered better than i did. yet we're the same thing, with the same memory.

[heavenlyyshecomes]

there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.

—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed

[cator99]

I hate looking at other people's book lists what do you mean your favorite novel is The Book Shop In The Coffee Shop. The Sword Of Gold Dragon Tooth Blood. The Girl In The Book Shop In The Coffee Shop's Window. A Window In A Building Of Lies. With Wings To Fly With. For Those Who Fly Wingless. Wings That Wung. Winging For One. For What These Windows Have Won.

[turnupthestrobe]

[stillgotscars]

you guys, what does it mean if there’s rust all over my door that i swear wasn’t there yesterday and the air smells alarmingly salty? have i never needed anything more, or should i be concerned?

[nighthawkes]

I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.

[papenathys]

Absolutely insane lines to just drop in the middle of an academic text btw. Feeling so normal about this.

[ A Critical History of English Literature, Vol. 1, Prof. David Daiches, first published in 1960 ]

[kosmogrl]

your life is not meaningless, you just haven't seen the sea in a while

[anxious-and-in-pain]

or the forest. or the mountains. or wherever fills you with wonder and calm

[post-troy-stress-disorder]

when life gives you lemons you fall on your knees and thank god for those fortuitous fruits #NoScurvy

[felicitypdf]

ibuprofen and sink water is the midnight version of coffee and a cigarette…

[aflo]

im starting to think some of you guys might not be okay

[ipunchmen]

please respect european cultural dishes

[trench-knife]

one of my worst writing sins is abusing my power to create compound words. i cannot write the sentence "The sun shone as bright as honey that afternoon." no. that's boring. "The sun was honey-bright that afternoon" however? yes. that sentence is dope as fuck. i do not care if "honey-bright" is a word in the english dictionary. i do not care if the sentence is grammatically correct. i will not change. i will not correct my erred ways. the laws of the english language are mine.

[portland-sunshine]

Not a sin at all!

This is what's called a poetic epithet, and it happens all the time in writing. Consider, for example, Homer and his wine-dark sea, or Shakespeare and his death-mark'd love.

If you were then to start using them instead of the word they're describing, you'd be making a kenning. For example, if instead of describing the sun as honey-bright, you said "the honey-drop in the sky". Kennings are best known from Norse writings, like "the path of serpents" for gold, or "Grímnir's lip-streams" for poetry itself.

So you're not sinning, you're participating in an ancient literary tradition!

[i-scan-your-poems]

Scansion:

◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – The sun / was ho/ney-bright / that af/ternoon

Metrical form: iambic pentameter

[arborealgargoyle]

this post is a moving example of the poetic power of the creative spirit,

an illustration that language and its associated rules exist to lift up human expression and not to hinder it (and are both constantly changing and maintaining helpful usage to suit the needs of the moment),

as well as a devastating reminder that whenever you think you’re doing something new and oh-so-scandalously inventive, it was probably actually the well-trodden pasttime of a glorified theater kid several thousand years ago.

isnt language beautiful?

[grfn-btbtas]

Cope, do I cope? Well no, not recently. I seethed. I seethe all the time, constant seething. But I haven't coped.

[circusheart]

Just convince yourself that it's fun to be bad at things

[glowcowboy]

it is important to cling to wonder btw

[glowcowboy]

many people grow up and forget what it feels like to be a child. we must remember this. we have to remember what a joy it is to play. to learn. to build connections. to grow. to experience. we must hold onto the things that awe us. we are changed by what we love

[recomvery]

Reminder that you're actually interesting. Your hobbies are interesting, your interests are interesting, you are important and loveable and people appreciate you. You're just a loveable, interesting person.