Today I’m Doing Something A Little Different For My 100 Days Of Productivity / Day 11. Inspired By

" they offered me Heaven, but i still noddled my head and followed you trought flames. "

"The only noise now was the rain, pattering softly with the magnificent indifference of nature for the tangled passions of humans."

Sherwood Smith

" You are killing me, and you are keeping me from dying, that is love."

- Mahmoud Darwish

                  The Power of the Sublime (Imaginative Architecture)

1-2 Prospettiva architettonica, Pietro Gaspari; Colegiata de San Isidro, Ventura Rodriguez

3  Piranesi’s design for a monumental staircase 

4. Stage Design, Giuseppe Galli Bibiena 

5-6 Interior of San’t Ignazio, Gian Paolo Panini. The Illumination of the Cross in Saint Peter’s Basilica on Good Friday by Giovanni Battista Piranesi 

7. Imperial Mausoleum, Piranesi

8-9 Large sculpture gallery built on arches and lit from above, Architecture and Perspectives, Piranesi; roup of columns which support two arches of a great courtyard, Piranesi

gentle reminder: nothing in this world has the power to take away your worth. not what's been done to you, not the mistakes you've made, not the things you've failed to do, not the assertions other people make. you are breathing. you are alive. you are a person. nothing else is needed to give you value.

Lately, not a single day has passed without the Armenian phrase "cavd tanem" [ցավդ տանեմ], directly translating to "Let me take away your pain", crossing my mind. A phrase filled with such deep devotion and yet, it's uttered daily and graces simple everyday conversations. In a sentence, it simply replaces the name of the addressee.

"Vonc es, cavd tanem?" - "How are you, [let me take your pain away]?"

"Cavd tanem, jur kberes?" - "[Let me take away your pain], could you bring me a glass of water?"

Such abundance of love that miniature rivers of it effortlessly flow into the most pedestrian pathways!

Dark academia subjects: Chemistry

It’s crazy when you stop to think about how many times you’ve thought to yourself, “This is it. I just can’t bear to do it anymore. I’m done.” And yet here you are. You’re still breathing, still living, still fighting for joy, for life, for light, for love. And you are loved. For as much as you may be struggling right now, you’re here. You’re strong as hell. Don’t forget it, kid. 

— Vincent van Gogh, from a letter to Theo

[text ID: but the sunflower is mine in a way.]