It’s kinda beautiful how humans are drawn to tragedies. That for thousands of years people have gathered to hear the stories of humanity battling fate, the stars, the gods, itself. Fighting and failing with the idea that, despite the tragedy of it all, there is always something worth fighting for. That there is something to be learned in the debris. That sometimes humanity falls and other times it rises. Though never without a fight. And maybe the tragedy is simply that one must fight to live, and fighting rarely ends without scars. So we tell the stories of our scars to make others feel less alone in their own. That humanity can share in the collective experience of suffering. To let each other know that our stories have worth no matter the outcome. They deserve to be told. There’s tragedy in everything. That doesn’t mean you stop fighting. Stop living. Stop loving. And that hope has transcended time. Which is a tragedy in itself.
Sketch by Channing H.M
in my city there's going to be a music (and not only music ig) marathon where you can spend the entire night at the conservatory and listen to different performances of all sorts like music and theatre and maybe even dancing so i am going even if i spend my last money on it
“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”
-Emily Brontë , Wuthering Heights
simran, full of emptiness
One of my favourite pop culture useless pieces of information that I know is the fact that trends in horror movies can tell you about the general fears of the world at any given time in cinematic history.
I might look okay on the outside but on the inside, I want to go on a library date
transparent roses
life may be sad, but it’s always beautiful.
the son of neptune, rick riordan / encyclopedia of an ordinary life, amy krouse rosenthal / dead poets society (1989) dir. peter weir / romain gary / @arthoesunshine on tumblr / tales from earthsea (2006) dir. goro miyazaki
ok so i'm choosing what to read next and the choice lays between 3 books: one of them is a play and the other two are like 1000+ pages long and one is, as people say, is extremely traumatising and i really can't decide