— Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

if i look back, i am lost
we're not kids anymore.
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Three Goblin Art
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Janaina Medeiros
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@tulep
— Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father
“To know the night is a lot like knowing poetry, and knowing poetry requires what Keats called “negative capability,” the capacity for “being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.” To know the night means having the clarity that some things are and should be and always will be hidden, for the night has been, or is, or should always be, the time of lovers, revolutionaries, and other conspirators. The night world is that which should be, or once always was, veiled.”
— Anne Boyer, from her essay “The Fall of Night”, Lapham’s Quarterly, Volume XII, Number 1 | Winter 2019 (via kitchen-light)
not now, im noticing the pattern
*consumes literature* *throws up* ooooo I love this poem!!
i want and i want and i ache and i crave and i want and i want and i
i’ve decided to carry some undying hope with me every day. as a treat
“No, I didn’t imagine my being alone with you the way you do. If I want the impossible, I want it in its entirety. Entirely alone, dearest, I wanted us to be entirely alone on this earth, entirely alone under the sky, and to lead my life, my life that is yours, without distraction and with complete concentration, in you.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
@unimportant she absolutely did lol
Sorry, we localized your boyfriend. Yeah. A lot of his character got lost in translation. Had to change his name to one that would make sense to a western audience too. My deepest apologies.
Hilma af Klint, The Swan, No. 04, Group IX/SUW, 1914-15, oïl on canvas, 150 x 150 cm
“The greatest obstacle to living is expectancy, which hangs upon tomorrow and loses today. You are arranging what lies in Fortune’s control, and abandoning what lies in yours. What are you looking at? To what goal are you straining? The whole future lies in uncertainty: live immediately.”
— Seneca, On the Shortness of Life
Sometimes sad cat wizards deserve to get swept off their feet by their narrative foils.
Many, many thanks to both @flappingduster-scribbles and @aboxthecolourofheartache for helping me un-weird the anatomy. Why did I need to un-weird the anatomy? Well, let's look at the reference below the cut...
not all of it is bad i think….…. we are going to be okay i think.
The people that think trans people want to force people to have sex with us have the same energy as those people in the early 2010s who seemed to think that if gay marriage was made legal they’d be forced into a lesbian sex colony against their will or something
Stop asking about the lesbian sex colony. It doesn’t exist.
Nocturne Luminary - David Griffin
American , b. 1952 -
Oil on canvas , 12 x 16 in
Girls, bad news. Nobody on earth masturbated today so god has to kill an angel with his bare hands.
the best part of being alive is seeing people you know use your little turns of speech. actually