A 1964 illustrated Satyricon, translated by William Burnaby and illustrated by Antonio Sotomayor
Left myself a note overnight that I was convinced at the time was unmitigated genius
this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving
"My father sacrificed me to One Direction"
Dudes be like "Et tu Brute"
My brother in Jupiter you were the one about to destroy the Republic
Tartarus © Aurelio Monge
everyone loves Predynastic Egyptian Terracotta Bowl with Human Feet. shout-out to a real one
People do not wish to know that the whole of human culture is based on the mythic process of conjuring away man's violence by endlessly projecting it upon new victims. All cultures and all religions are built on this foundation, which they then conceal, just as the tomb is built around the dead body that it conceals. Murder calls for the tomb and the tomb is but the prolongation and perpetuation of murder. The tomb-religion amounts to nothing more or less than the becoming visible of the foundations, of religion and culture, of their only reason for existence.
Violence and the Sacred, René Girard (1972), quoted in The Girard Reader, James G. Williams ed. (2000)
oedipus-sphinx rap battle.........