Request from beinglionhearted
“… [Saint-Just] deserves our admiration. He knows … Robespierre’s life is threatened by … enemies on the Committee. Although he is Robespierre’s friend he has only to say nothing … it is likely … his reputation with the army will save him. But he is not that sort of man. His pride, if not his friendship, prevents such a betrayal. He stands up alone to protect Robespierre, and does not even say a word in his own defense.”
- Leaders of the French Revolution, J.M. Thompson
Lydia Courteille
The full moon during a “blood moon” eclipse beside a statue of the ancient Greek goddess Hera in central Athens on July 27, 2018.
Image: Aris Messinis / AFP
(Facebook: Greek-Roman Gods & More)
I am unfortunately just like other guys. I like trashy horror, dog poems, cannibalism as a metaphor for obsessive devotion, religious imagery, people who use my name in a sentence, academic validation, lying for fun, being bisexual and bleeding out in the snow.
“I’m afraid. I’m afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going…”
St.-Matthäus-Kirchhof Cemetery in Schöneberg, Berlin, Germany
Susanna and the Elders, Tintoretto 1555 - 1556 oil on canvas 146 cm × 194 cm Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna
aurens; a playlist inspired by seven pillars of wisdom
mumford&sons: nothing is written // raise my hands, paint my spirit gold
mumford&sons: awake my soul // lend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all; but lend me your heart and i’ll just let you fall
pj harvey: the big guns called me back again // there was laughing and i could not laugh; there was singing and i could not sing
the wright brothers: blood on my hands (vocals) // oh lazarus, how did your debts get paid
choir of young believers: hollow talk // darkness rises in all you do
sara lov: my body is a cage // i’m standing on a stage of fear and self-doubt; it’s a hollow play but they’ll clap anyway
the civil wars: poison&wine // oh, i don’t love you; but i always will
shearwater: i was a cloud // into the burning eye of the sun without feeling
Hannibal 2x10 - “Naka-Choko”
if there’s anything i would describe as my aesthetic it would probably be these pictures of the fire