Romanticism, beauty, art and damnation @thewitheredrose - Tumblr Blog

I sound my barbaric YAWP over the rooftop of the world

~ Walter Whitman

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What is life, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare

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The quote in the secret history "death is the mother of beauty" " and what is beauty" "terror" is absolutely delightful but what is even more delightful is the context in which it is said. Julian has pointed out something that has deeply resonated with me. We are attracted to the most tragic parts of poetry whether it is the murder of Agamemnon, the death of Julius Caesar or the wrath of Achilles. Such ghastly images portray themselves in such beauty that it is not wrong to say that death is the mother of beauty and beauty is terror.

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avoidantgirlfriend

you ask me if im alright and i cut my chest open and put my hands inside and pull out my heart and give it to you with both my hands but your eyes trail lower towards my intestines spilling out

thewitheredrose

Holy shit

themoonknewmysoul-deactivated20

Just tired

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mournfulroses

Margaret Atwood, from Paper Boat: Selected Poems; "He Shifts from East to West,"

knittedwithhope

unresolved grief

thewitheredrose

A scream

I am currently alive on caffeine.

Everything is just chaotic

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How much of hot chocolate is too much??

Because I don't think that such a thing as too much hot chocolate exists

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I became insane with long term intervals of horrible sanity

~ Edgar Allan Poe

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What if dances could only be done once in one's life and one would fade away after they dance. What would it be like to end life so poetically? Is that what damnation would like?