Thoughts From My Stupid Little Pea Brain

[pukicho]

my brother hit me on the head with a wiffle ball bat doe sthat count

Count for what????

[reesestshirt]

Now kiss

[greelin]

this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving

[greelin]

what the FUCK man.

[quasi-normalcy]

You know how some people talk about timeless themes in literature and you kind of low-key think they're full of shit? Sometimes they're not.

[byjove]

I think Odysseus is the guy everyone else makes talk to the cops when they show up to bust the party.

[byjove]

I think he could do a really good “Hello officer, how are you?” if he had to.

[byjove]

YEAH EXACTLY

[byjove]

Athena is standing behind him whispering the bylaws into his ear.

[emptyheadmybeloved]

hold on i need to look this up

[byjove]

it’s been 15 minutes have you finished reading the Odyssey yet?

[byjove]

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

r u guys ok i haven't heard anyone say yeet in awhile

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

u guys used to love yeet...

[reesestshirt]

Sometimes I find myself feeling so certain that my loved ones who have passed will come back. But then I realize, later than I should, that it will never happen. That I am now someone who has lost someone, and I will be for the rest of my life.

[thoodleoo]

classicists will make the ugliest least functional website in the history of html and it will contain the entire library of fragmentary papyri of the works of aeschylus. for free

[thoodleoo]

i am learning about so many beautiful websites from this. they are like horses to me

[thoodleoo]

everybody tagging this with perseus: i would love to live in the beautiful world you do where perseus is the least functional classics site youve used

[semi-precious-stoner]

Ides of March 2025 is going to be a fucking blast because it will have been 2069 years since Caesar's death day

[i-am-dulaman]

Happy 2069th anniversary of Caesars death

[thoodleoo]

learning medical terms as someone who knows latin is a lot of fun because when you break down the literal meanings of the words a lot of them end up being kind of goofy and ridiculous. case in point i just encountered the word cerebellulum, a diminutive of the already-diminutive word cerebellum, which would mean something along the lines of "itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny brain"

[dearorpheus]

“I understood the true fate of Orpheus, that love is a constant terror of loss.”

— Kazimierz Wierzyński, tr. by Czeslaw Milosz, “A Word of Orphists,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[reesestshirt]

social media was created to share recipes and everything else we do with it is a mistake

[reesestshirt]

I had a dream with you in it last night. But that doesn’t mean much, does it?

If you were simply in my dream, I could have seen you across a street paved with gold. Maybe I waved to you as I flew through the sky, or maybe I passed you as I was walking around a town that never existed.

But no, I conjured something equally impossible. In my dream, I lived a perfect life. I held you, I walked with you, I talked to you. In my dream, I felt the very essence of you throughout my entire being.

So I’ll rephrase:

I dreamt of you last night. If I cannot have a life with you in it, at least let me dream of you.

[wolfythewitch]

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

[edgyswordcascade]

medea:

[flagellant]

I'm in my sisyphus era but I'm pretty sure I'm almost out of it

[flagellant]

aw hell

[thoodleoo]

mario odyssey was pretty good but where's mario iliad where mario has a chain chomp drag bowser's corpse three times around peach's castle

[thoodleoo]

surely THIS fancy edition of my favorite ancient text will fix me

[reesestshirt]

Daedalus

Daedalus breathed life into his creations.

With every scrape of the chisel, every swipe of the brush, he moved in tandem with the gods themselves; an act of creation no other artist could even conceive of. His statues were in chains — so lifelike that if someone let their guard down for one second, they would simply run away.

In a time of imprisonment, he looked up.

He gathered Icarus and together they soared to salvation. For hours, they barreled through the sky, meticulously ensuring that they flew between the heat of the sky and the treachery of the water.

It happened slowly at first. Then, in an instant, Daedalus’ life melted away.

Each second Icarus fell, Daedalus looked for ways to save him. But he could only keep flying. Every flap ripped him further from his heart, the one that Icarus had fallen with. He couldn’t stop flying. Daedalus finally reached land and wept.

Did he lament every meter that he traveled further than his son?

When he grabbed his chisel, did he look at his chained statues and wonder what he could make to fix this?

How he could have destroyed something more beautiful than he could ever create?