my friend and i were on the phone the other day, and i was rambling on about queer subtext in literature, and i said, “and you know who else is gay?” and she sighed and went “nick from the great gatsby, i know. you’ve told me before. a lot of times.”
Quarantine challenge day two: how are you taking your lessons?
I wont have online classwork for two more weeks so for now I’m teaching myself things I’ve always wanted to learn about. I’ve been using my grandmothers old biology textbook and wow this things pretty! I had some online classes that I was already taking so I’m just continuing those as normal.
it’s finally warm enough that i can walk my dog at night and not have to wear shoes!
I’m studying philosophy at 2:20am and drinking jasmine tea, I like a little how my life turned out to be
me guillotining francis abernathy during the socialist revolution
The Capitoline Wolf
Musei Capitolini, Rome
Don’t mind me…I’m just having my own classical concert in my room at 1am…
“God and the devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.”
Latin: Deus et Satan pugnant ibique campus est cor hominis .
Greek: ὁ θεός καὶ ὁ Σατάν μάχενται ἐνθάδε καὶ ἐν μάχῃ κρατεῖν ἐστί ἡ τοῦ ἀνθρώπου καρδία.
—Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (1880)
I just want to live on the countryside by myself with my cat and maybe some chickens and a garden. I want to make everything myself and sew dresses and crochet blankets and listen to music all day and I want to invite friends over to eat my homemade food. I want a home that is heated by fire and I want to smell like outside every night when I go to bed.
One of my short stories is basically a girl in the 1800s finding out that her aunt, the black sheep of the family, is a lesbian and when her lover died, she tricked the devil into making a deal with her. That deal allowed her to trap the soul of her dying lover inside a marble statue and the aunt lives on until she finds a way for them to be again. Yet the devil demanded a pay for his deeds or he will take her away from her stone lover for all of eternity. So the aunts agrees to corrupt the souls of innocent ones into sinning in return. Through her aunt, the girl begins to dwell in homosexuality, lavishing and all that is deemed evil
The story is called ‘The whispering grave’
three stars stood aligned in the sky
watching the earth with their crystal clear eyes
as a fairy-girl sat in the city below
on a rooftop, bathed in a flood of pale-yellow.
the city, once buzzing, was quieter now
as the smoke of a cigarette merged in a cloud
and the fairy-girl sighed in a manner so deep
that just as the world was falling asleep
the birds in the trees seemed to stir in unease
as the fairy-girl whispered, “dear universe, please,
wake me up in the morning a decade from here
where the city is living
and certainty’s clear!”
and the stars in the sky seemed to murmur and jest
at the fairy-girl’s desperate whispers, but, yes
the moon up above them could certainly hear
and she said to the stars something ever so queer,
as she stared at the earth ‘cross the sky,
“my lover is breathing and thus, some may die
but at least she is taking good care of herself,”
and the fairy-girl listened, with gentle-most stealth,
and she knew, on that rooftop that, quietly,
she would find all the sweetness the moon finds in thee –
earth, my darling, dear mine, can’t you see?
that through all the mayhem
i love you dearly
hey all! if anyone else ‘round these parts is participating in camp nanowrimo this april, feel free to add me as a writing buddy! my username on nano is therealriiver and this camp i’m working on editing my wip fantasy/adventure novel so that i’m ready to start rewriting it this november!!
Nothing is more valuable than peace and love. 🤍
It is incredible how something that has no meaning can be so complicated.
3.31.2020 are you glad march is over? Heres my evening setup. So much h/w left to do. Does anyone else feel like they’ve been assigned more work than normal?