why does an honourable death not deserve the same surge of grief and anger?
they look at me glass eyed as i mourned for your departure
and although they do not say it outright,
i catch them whispering to each other,
voices quiet as to not rouse the anger welling in me.
“we have won the war,” they say,
“patroclus died for us,” they continue as though i do not know this;
as though i do not map out the emptiness you have left.
that when i look at the cattle i think i can see you herding them in silence;
that when i turn on my side i think i can feel your chest from my back
and your arms on my waist
and your lips on my nape—
you are so integrated in my life and i see you wherever i look,
teasing me with your wide smile and your deep voice,
leaving goosebumps on my skin.
death took you away from me and yet it feels like you have never left,
and they do not understand that this is grieving.
because despite being blessed by the gods,
my eyes are still blind to ghosts
except for yours.
- the ghost of his memories
on tragedy, fate, and inevitability.
oresteia, robert icke // theatre of the oppressed, augusto boal // song of achilles, madeline miller // the book thief, markus zusak // antigone, jean anouilh // revisiting mockingjay ahead of the hunger games prequel, entertainment weekly // romeo and juliet, shakespeare // h of h playbook, anne carson // war of the foxes, richard siken // the road to hell (reprise), hadestown // planet of love, richard siken // they both die at the end, adam silvera
1
The warmth inside you,
Burning with growing anger,
The heat will fight back.
2
Burnt marks on your arms,
It sets ablaze, set ablaze,
Then there is nothing.
3
Death so passionate,
Another lost to the dust,
Come on, say hello.
“And when they speak of Troy, they speak of Helen who fled with Paris for love, and this inspires verse. Not Briseis, who lost all, all she ever loved and was used as barter in a war that wasn’t hers. Not Cassandra, who tried to warn them but was called liar because of a Gods curse. Not Hecuba, who was forced to give all her children to this cruel beast she knew would never be satisfied. Not Andromache, who lost her beloved husband Hector to a battle he should not have had to fight, and her baby to the ruthlessness of the victors and their spite. I suppose as a woman your value in war is simply casualty if your face isn’t synonymous with devastating beauty, that powerful men wish to possess and claim so much, that they will launch a thousand ships in their own misplaced honour, yet blame it on your name.”
— Nikita Gill, Woman of Troy
the closest I’ve ever come to gender dysphoria is wanting to claw away my skin until i reveal all the stardust resting in the deepest parts of me and tear it all out until i become part of the tapestry of the universe again
Rewatched The Good Place for the first time since s4 dropped and. Oh my god. The Good Place said "people are a result of their environment but we always have a moral responsibility to be better" and The Good Place said "every day the world gets a little more complicated and it gets a little harder to be good" and The Good Place said "even in the face of total nihilism, when nothing you do will matter, you still have to at least try. Because trying is better than the alternative" and The Good Place said "if you have bills to pay and shit to deal with you don't have time or energy to become a better person" and then The Good Place really said "people get better when they get external love and support. How can we hold it against them when they don't " and THEN The Good Place really said "no one is irredeemable. Everyone can try to be better today than they were yesterday" AND THEN! The Good Place said "Heaven is just enough time with the people that you love" OH MY FUCKING GOD.
Top 10 ways to announce your polyamorous relationship
the lumineers : cleopatra album … sentence starters
“Your time is running out.”
“People say I’m no good.”
“I should’ve known better.”
“I don’t wanna live like that.”
“I’m a long way from home.”
“Promised it all, but you lied.”
“And I don’t feel no remorse.”
“Fate dealt you a tricky hand.”
“I was not born to drown, baby.”
“I don’t have a sweetheart, yet.”
“I can’t live life underneath it all.”
“I’d break my neck to please her.”
“You’ll be on my mind, my destiny.”
“Let your mother know you’re safe.”
“I flew far away, as far as I could go.”
“I don’t know why I just can’t let it go.”
“Memory’s old, but I just can’t let it go.”
“I don’t wanna go, but it’s time to leave.”
“Heaven help the fool who falls in love.”
“You got big plans and you gotta move.”
“Hold me and don’t you ever let this die.”
“They raise you up just to cut you down.”
“You’ve been on my mind, girl, like a drug.”
“Days of my youth wasted on a selfish fool…”
“To hold it, aim it, make all of the bad men run.”
“Enough is enough, he’s a long way from home.”
“But that’s all in the past now, gone with the wind.”
“Oh, (name), you spent your whole life running away.”
“And it hardened like my heart did when you left town.”
“And one day, I pray, I’ll be more than my father’s son.”
“But, I must admit it, that I would marry you in an instant.”
“And when we looked outside, couldn’t even see the sky.”
“You’re right next to me, but you’re a long way from home.”
“You better slow down, baby, soon. It’s all or nothing to you.”
“But I was late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life.”
“Damn your wife, I’d be your mistress just to have you around.”
“And, oh, this too shall pass. This loneliness won’t last for long.”
“And I don’t feel nothing at all. And you can’t feel nothing small.”
“'Cause if we don’t leave this town, we might never make it out.”
“But I’ve read this script and the costume fits, so I’ll play my part.”
“They’re writing my history… Think somebody should’ve asked me.”
“And when I die alone, when I die alone… when I die, I’ll be on time.”
“It’s a lonely road, full of tired men, and you can see it in their faces.”
“They sold you a bridge. They fed you the lines… they fed you to lions.”
“Too young to know, too old to admit that you couldn’t see how it ends.”
“I will not be here forever, dear. So let’s just make this count a lot in here.”
“Were you safe and warm in your coat of arms, with your fingers in a fist?”
“But you held your course to some distant war in the corners of your mind.”
“Will you lay yourself down and dig your grave? Or will you rail against your dying day?”
i saw the tv glow is like. your childhood queer best friend got out of your town and got to live their better life as themself. your queer friend got out of your town and killed themselves because their delusions won them over. no matter your interpretation, you never see them again.
on tragedy, fate, and inevitability.
oresteia, robert icke // theatre of the oppressed, augusto boal // song of achilles, madeline miller // the book thief, markus zusak // antigone, jean anouilh // revisiting mockingjay ahead of the hunger games prequel, entertainment weekly // romeo and juliet, shakespeare // h of h playbook, anne carson // war of the foxes, richard siken // the road to hell (reprise), hadestown // planet of love, richard siken // they both die at the end, adam silvera
Sapphic_terror on ao3 queer and nonbinary (any pronouns)Yall I may be losing it a little but at least I’m writing a lot of fan fiction (that’s a slight lie but I’m trying I swear)
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