regarding Dune Part 2: i am obsessed with its consistent visual theme of self-destruction. the shot of paul surrounded by his new followers seems triumphant - until the viewer remembers that each crysknife is made from a tooth of shai-hulud, and paul is standing in a circle of them, in the allegorical mouth of the worm. he orders a missile strike, and the viewer sees them fly directly through his head. every victory for the prophecy is a blow to paul himself; he's killing himself with every step he takes towards his destiny, and we know that already, and the film is screaming it, but it's a hell of a thing to watch it happen, isn't it?..
The Prince of Fortune
i'll eat you up i love you so!
if you saw this on twt no you DIDNT
A night in Kelsingra
“Absolute power does not corrupt absolutely, absolute power attracts the corruptible.”
- Frank Herbert.
how much of ur online presence is performative and how much is it u being u
reading children of dune and almost in tears at the tragedy of sibling-hood from both fronts
(we speak the same ancient languages that only we understand. we fight together as tigers and scheme against the world hand in hand. we bring out the ghosts of our past and then exorcise them from each other in the dark. we are the only bastion of empathy and understanding of each other. when we part i am in agony over my solitude but i will walk on and fight, warp fate and myself in order to return.)
(i am standing in the shadow of your long-gone presence. i haven't seen you in years but i hear your name spoken from all corners of the world and instead of a comfort it is a weapon that i must wield to stay in power. i stood in a crowd around you as a stranger when you spat at the temple of your legend and wished i would run to you and beg you to save me from myself but the fear gripped me too tight to move. you walked away and i realized i have no one left who will love me.)
he’s too broken to be reset via prostate but having unfulfilling gay sex would give him something else to be a bitch about
Amihan and Habagat
“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”
Dante. 24. he/him. autistic mess. i love making art, read fiction and watching horror movies. the rest is confetti. pt-br / eng / fr header by littlestpersimmon
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