Fun fact for our international followers: If someone in Australia cuts down a tree on public land to improve the view from their house, the local government will install a sign to block that view again
I have loads of things I hyperfixate on and they vary and change over time, so an older one I had was the American transcendentalist movement that occurred in massachusetts and to be Frank with you although I was deeply interested in the ideas and philosophy of the movement in which is essentially about humans being inherently good and being at risk of corruption by society and institutions and the idea of embracing idealism and focusing on nature and being against materialism. I was more captivated by the key individuals of that movement namely Ralph Waldo Emerson, Thoreau, Hawthorne, Dickinson, and Alcott and their lifestyles I think that is something I enjoy to casually think about; the little things, like people avoiding hawthorns because he talked too much, or thoreau and Emerson getting into a heated argument but still remains best friends, or Emily dickinskin keeping up with the things written by thoreau or Emerson, or nathaniel hawthorns and his wife roaming in their garden which they called Eden, or Louise alcott having a crush on Emerson and getting flustered around him, rainy days in thoreau's cabin and imagine having a conversation with him about what he has learnt while living there, hawthorne telling Emerson that thoreau said he would teach him how to sail a boat on walden pond.
I don't know I just wanted to say that.
i wonder if the flute was a transverse flute or a recorder (i'm not sure that this is the right translation)? 👀
Absolutely everything Saint-Just had in his apartment was sold, down to his tableware. This small list of his remaining possessions will give you an insight into the objects he used, what they were made of and what light they could have shed over their owner’s character.
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i must not afternoon nap. afternoon nap is the mind-killer. afternoon nap is the little death that brings total obliteration. i will face my afternoon sleepy tired and permit it to pass over and through me. and when it has gone i will turn the inner eye to see its path. where the afternoon sleepy tired has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain
Maximilien Robespierre (1758-1794) // Antoine de Saint-Just (1767-1794) // Georges Couthon (1755-1794) // Augustin Robespierre (1763-1794) // Philippe Le Bas (1764-1794)
i. Hymne du 9 Thermidor - Etienne-Nicolas Méhul
ii. O Salutaris hostia - François-Joseph Gossec
your hand touching mine. this is how galaxies collide. ― Sanober Khan
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overgrown bat, occultist, alchemist, aspiring potion maker, least but not last, poet.
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