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it doesn’t have to be good it just has to be done

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it’s crazy how much you can read if you read

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just found my favourite catullus translation i thought i lost last year miscellaneous moodboard

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"A Thousand Plateaus" (1980), Gilles Deleuze & Felix Guattari

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"Kiss of Pan"

From the Underground Press Syndicate (Artist Unknown) 1970 illustration

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Hayley Barker (American, 1973) - Summer Valentine Path (2024)

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I think more historical fantasies and alt histories that have gay marriage be allowed should mess around with the societal implications of this. If your aristocracy allows gay marriage, why? As a release valve for inheritance problems, like monasticism was in parts of medieval Europe? As a way of removing your failchild from the line of succession by legally binding them to the failchild of your political ally, ensuring any offspring they both have will be illegitimate? How about a society where the lower classes are allowed to be gay but the nobility aren’t? Idk there’s just a lot of options that are more interesting than “homophobia just doesn’t real”

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Brideshead Revisited (1981)

Dir. Charles Sturridge, Michael Lindsay-Hogg. Starring Jeremy Irons as Charles Ryder, Anthony Andrews as Sebastian Flyte

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1,600-year-old lead curse tablet in the Museo Archeologico Civico di Bologna, of unknown provenance. — "The first known surviving curse directed at a Roman senator. ... The text is written mainly in Latin with Greek invocations ... 'Crush, kill Fistus the senator,' part of the curse reads, 'May Fistus dilute, languish, sink and may all his limbs dissolve …' " — Image a composite of photo and drawing found at The History Blog

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not every shadow is yours

acrylic paint, pencil, archival inkjet print on canvas 30x40”

2025

Tashi Salsedo

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“Perhaps all our loves are merely hints and symbols; vagabond-language scrawled on gate-posts and paving-stones along the weary road that others have tramped before us; perhaps you and I are types and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our search, each straining through and beyond the other, snatching a glimpse now and then of the shadow which turns the corner always a pace or two ahead of us”

— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited (via comparative-irrelevance)

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“Time had wrought another change, too; not for her the sly, complacent smile of la Gioconda; the years had been more than ‘the sound of lyres and flutes,’ and had saddened her. She seemed to say: ‘Look at me. I have done my share. I am beautiful. It is something quite out of the ordinary, this beauty of mine. I am made for delight. But what do I get out of it? Where is my reward?’”

— Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh

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I’VE HAD IT

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and in the next fifty years, you will ache and you will glow. you will fall in love with people who don’t stay and still carry their names like pressed flowers in the folds of your memory. you will eat meals alone and meals with people who make you laugh so hard you forget the sting of silence. there will be mornings you can’t get out of bed and nights where you walk home humming under a sky so wide it forgives you. you’ll cry in public and smile at strangers and sometimes it’ll be the same thing. you’ll hear a song that reminds you of someone you promised you’d never forget and you’ll realize you already have, a little. you’ll outgrow versions of yourself you once thought permanent and mourn them like old friends and still you will keep going. you’ll see sunsets that make your chest tighten. you’ll be held when you least expect it. you’ll feel the cold on your face and remember what it means to be alive. and it won’t always be gentle but it will be yours.

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By Anja Müller, published in Mein lesbisches Auge 03 in 2002