“To become a human being is an art.”
— Novalis, Logological Fragments I
the betrayal knows my name (2010)
dark academia in computer related courses:
spilt coffee on messy arithmetic and algorithm notes.
continuously pressing alt + tab to read classics on your computer during class.
code blocks reflected on your anti-radiation glasses.
black sweaters because it's cold in the computer laboratory.
coding websites with dark academia color palettes.
encrypting and decrypting secret letters written in codes/ciphers.
lowkey creating a game which is actually a murder plan (and which is actually inspired from fyodor dostoevsky's crime and punishment too).
sketching and editing your secret society's logo on photoshop.
messy scribbles of java codes on paper.
listening to classical music on spotify.
hacking your principal's computer to retrieve documents that you can later on use against the school system (especially because you're hoping for a change in cafeteria food).
downloading free pdf or epubs of your favorite classic books because you are on a budget.
creating groupchats where you all discuss the possibilities of a bacchanalia.
lowkey sending trojans to classmates you don't like and think of it as a modern trojan war in and of itself.
achilles as your wallpaper.
eyebags from sleepless nights trying to find the error in the code.
joining forums where people are pretentious and anonymous (oooh, you mean reddit?)
purchasing oxford shoes online.
creating collages of your favorite greek gods, mythical creatures and heroes.
editing aesthetic academia look books on your editing application of choice.
suggesting revolution through digital arts.
animating little-known histories from around the world.
learning a language on duo lingo.
binge watching documentaries on youtube because learning is a principle.
borrowing chemicals from the stem laboratory to stage a suicide of your classmate's murder inside the computer lab.
staying up all night in the library reading shakespeare's hamlet or plato's the republic instead of making your capstone project.
lana del rey
When i say I'm OBSESSED..✨️☀️🌙
musings on the sun
christina perneta, noor hindi, vincent van gogh, jeanette winterson, zinaida vysota docenko, anne sexton, olga kos, khalil gibran
what r ur top books of all time
The Metamorphosis, The Castle, Letters to Milena by Franz Kafka
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy (no, it's not too long - if anything, it should've been longer)
The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
Samvel by Raffi
The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
Fish in Exile by Vi Khi Nao
Demian. Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend by Hermann Hesse
South of the Border, West of the Sun by Haruki Murakami
1Q84 by Haruki Murakami
Deaf Republic by Ilya Kaminsky
The Neapolitan Novels by Elena Ferrante
All the Lovers in the Night by Mieko Kawakami
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
... One night a friend lent me a book of short stories by Franz Kafka. I went back to the pension where I was staying and began to read The Metamorphosis. The first line almost knocked me off the bed. I was so surprised. The first line reads, “As Gregor Samsa awoke that morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. . . .” When I read the line I thought to myself that I didn’t know anyone was allowed to write things like that. If I had known, I would have started writing a long time ago. ...
Gabriel García Márquez, The Art of Fiction No. 69 (interviewed by Peter Stone)
•omnia iam fient quae posse negabam - everything which I used to say could not happen, will happen now
•poeta nascitur, non fit - the poet is born, not made
•qui dedit benificium taceat; narrat qui accepit - let him who has done a good deed be silent; let him who has received it tell it
•saepe ne utile quidem est scire quid futurum sit - often, it is not advantageous to know what will be
•sedit qui timuit ne non succederet - he who feared he would not succeed sat still
•si vis pacem, para bellum - if you want peace, prepare for war
•struit insidias lacrimis cum feminia plorat - when a woman weeps, she is setting traps with her tears
•sub rosa - under the rose
•trahimir omnes laudis studio - we are led on by our eagerness for praise
•urbem latericium invenit, marmoream reliquit - he found the city a city of bricks; he left it a city of marble
•ut incepit fidelis sic permanet - as loyal as she began, so she remains.
A tiny devil vitrified in a prism of glass. In the 18th century, the Imperial Treasury of Vienna attested that this was a real demon which had been trapped in glass during an exorcism in Germany a century earlier. From the Kunsthistorisches Museum Collection, Vienna.