Picture Credits: Yours Truly

post as much as possible while the women are offline so they can have something to read for breakfast when they are awake.

I was reading about Francis Crick and James Watson’s discovery of DNA in 1953…and admiring Santiago’s beautiful drawings of neurons…and Alan Hodgkin et Andrew Huxley’s mathematical discovery of calculating how action potentials propagates along a neuron…I couldn’t help but think how romantic it all is. To me it’s so interesting learning about the process of discovery. It’s incredible because all these people were just like us—students. It’s romantic because it’s human—a human experience—an insatiable thirst for knowledge, curiosity that knows no end. A perseverance to succeed. The ultimate quest to generate a novel idea before anyone else does. How can anyone say that science is not poetic? Science is poetry written in a different language, an esoteric one at that. But poetry nonetheless.

I absolutely adore this!!!!

Dark academia is always about Literature History and ancient languages - I love it, but it's not my boat

Why can't I found this Dark science aesthetics anywhere? I need this in my life.

I believe that this is the essence of academia. This is just so beautifully written. My heart fluttered as I read through the page.

Unorganized thoughts; equations written all over a whiteboard; black coffee; determination; cigarette breaks; messy hair; curiosity; not wanting to start and then not wanting to finish; double checking almost every calculation; old wooden desks; having anxiety attacks thinking about the meaning of life; not sharing most of your thoughts with anyone; frustration; appreciating the little things; re-reading the practise questions in hope for a new perspective; notebooks full of chaotic notes; dreams about discovering something new; 

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🌱🧠 STEM in Academia is valid 🧠🌱

This gave me “Midnight in Paris” vibes. Imagine just casually talking and having tea with Uncle Willy Shakes, Marlowe, Jane Austen, Nietzsche, Hemingway, Lord Byron, and your other favorite writers. Ahhhh that’s simply perfection.

Wow it’s scary how relatable this is

Chaotic academia (dark academia without the elegance):

Having one dusty record on the turntable that hasn't been touched in weeks.

Spare change shoved deep into pockets.

Rips in the lining of a wool coat.

Dyeing a shirt black to fit the occasion instead of getting a new shirt.

Listening to the same tape over and over and over.

Taking half an hour to get to the point of your anecdote.

Word vomit.

Bending a paperback in half when you read it.

Bobbing a foot up and down when you sit with your legs crossed.

Tea stains.

Tea rings on every surface.

Empty cups everywhere.

Plants that somehow manage to cling to life.

Piles of newspapers in the bathroom, kitchen, next to the sofa, everywhere.

Old light bulbs because new ones are bright white and inferior.

Being very passionate about many things at the same time.

Knowing a little bit about a lot of things.

Essentially being a glorified hoarder.

Confessions from a Chemistry Academic

I was thinking about the scientists from the scientific revolution the other day. And I wonder what drove their passion for science. I am guessing it's their thirst to know more about the world and know why it works the way it does. I think the same applies to modern scientists. But, why do teachers and professors make it so dull? It is almost as if science does not apply to every aspect of our lives, which is far from the truth. But where is the poetry of science? Where is the passion and inspiration? Stem shouldn't just be about Formulas and equations and getting high grades on the MCATs. Concepts are not meant to be only memorized. We are tested so heavily that we forget that there is beauty in science. Scientists from the past were romantics and actually took the time to understand and not just memorize concepts for an exam. We don't have the time to really understand. We are always rushed now. Professors also try to weed us out and give up on our dreams. That could be my golden age thinker bias talking, but what if it's not? I really like chemistry, but how on earth do I learn to love it? As much as I find STEM dark academia posts on Tumblr beautiful, the energy shown in the classroom isn't the same. Take the Dead Poets Society, for example. The students were able to love poetry because of their teacher, who emanated such passion that it inspired so many individuals. I am looking for a John Keating that teaches chemistry, physics, biology, and math. If I cannot find such a person I aspire to be that person. I want to inspire and radiate genuine love for stem. I want to be a chemistry romantic.

Some pictures from today. The weather was absolutely beautiful; the sun, warm and felt rejuvenated even after my neuro exam.