#dark academia things

[oi-what-the-fuck]

Darkest academia

no one has ever seen them wearing something other than black

hair down

would never ever speak first. even with a knife in their throat, they would just raise a brow, somehow push you, and walk away

there's always a book in their hand (probably a horror or a classic)

most likely to have short nails, it's more comfortable

all of their notebooks are black and they only write with black pen

they show up 1 second before the lecture and leave as soon as it ends

you don't even know where they went

they just disappear

maybe they can Apparate? you'll never know

they rarely look you in the eye but when they do you get chills cause why tf are they so intimidating??

black. long. coats.

walking confidently through the hallways with headphones in (they're listening to Eminem but no one will ever find out)

[journalsofanaesthete]

On somedays everything looks sorted and clear while on some nights nothing makes sense at all.

[lenniedoesthings]

4/2/24 (14/100)

♤ Finalised business interview questions

♤ Copied out politics notes

Today was lovely. I didn't get too much work done but I think I enjoyed myself in the peace of my flat. There's so many people I've emailed who haven't gotten back to me and it's the worst feeling ever. Finally picked up piano again because I was procrastinating and god, muscle memory is really magic.

🎧 Delicate by Taylor Swift

[dearly-academic]

“all i know is love, and i find my heart infinite, and everywhere”

happy pride <33

[coming-of-age-witch]

black converses, donna tartt re-reads, headphones, beethoven's sonatas, watching late afternoon sunsets, winter greetings coffee, decorated diary, fairy lights at night, library storming, turtlenecks and arygle sweaters , flavoured/scented candles, late night/early morning long studying time, and witchy business.

[oscar-still-wildin]

Dark Academia things:

- Researching in the library, six academic books spread around your spot on the floor in front of the lit shelves.

- Wearing loafers everywhere

- Walks before a storm

- Drinking coffee in the window of a cafe, watching passers by

- Going to the library just to read in some place quiet

- Having a drink in a quiet bar with a friend

- Devoting way more time to essays than necessary just to continue exploring your ideas

- Writing poetry by hand

- Longing for a pen pal

- Longing for adventure

- Playing classical music whilst you get ready in the morning

- Discovering a favourite wine

[coffeeacademia]

Kurt Cobain, Journals (2003)

[poppletonink]

Assorted Dark Academia Things

Reading late into the night under the haze of the moonlit night.

Going on research tangents to do with subjects you are passionate about.

Starting your mornings with a hot drink (coffee or tea or hot chocolate) and a good book.

Writing your own stories and poetry.

Getting incredibly frustrated when you cannot figure out the crossword in the newspaper.

Writing the meanings of words on your arm in black ink.

Quoting authors and books (such as Oscar Wilde or Shakespeare, Jane Austen or The Bronte Sisters) in every day conversation.

Re-watching Dead Poet's Society for the millionth time - wishing you had a teacher/professor like Mr Keating.

[royactuallystudies]

I realized that people who aspire to be successful academically will never have a sizeable group of friends. I mean, at least most of us, or at least when we are young. Now, that we live i a society that has normalized self-destruction and ephemeral living, it would be much to ask for the people who would rather get drunk and high to hang out with the future scholars that would rather do translations of Latin texts or analyze the deep ocean. That loneliness is part of the academic life, and it’s a pain we must endure until we meet other people with the same interests and such. 

[gregnant]

my humble proposal for a dark academic life

warning! consider this satire...

cults, cults, cults,... or shall we call it a secret society? 

Discuss the books and poetry you’ve written and review it: you all know you’re the beginning flares of the newest literary movement, although your manifesto still needs work. By studying the greats like Ginsberg, Yeats, Whithman, Plath and Pound you hope to achieve greatness. 

You all choose upon yourself to study the great ancient languages, Greek and Latin. Now, when passing each other in the hallways, one simple word in Latin can do the trick. 

Select meeting spots across the university town that are given out the night before in written out letters on your doorstep. Will it be the run down pub or the hallways of an art museum? 

You worship the moon and celebrate death and renewal. You are creating your own beliefs and your system, and a book to hold on to. A self-liberation. A strict moral code to follow (or a lack thereof).

Clean and clear use of language. Language is art, art should be pure. 

Frequent practitioners of transcendental meditation and other methods to unlock parts of your conciousness. 

The objectives

understand life from all different perspectives and aspects. indulge in all it has to offer (visuals, art, music, language, writings, pain, science, philosophy, thoughts and conception, creation)

to avoid useless distractions, overflow and meaningles interactions.

feelings and thoughts aren’t in battle as they are equals. 

self comes first, in consideration of others.

everything should be experienced to gain full understanding: but not everything can be understood. 

lifestyle

a very essential aspect is to live a double life: why should you be limited to being one person? if you decide to embark on this, it is most essential to seperate your duality from others. 

read and create. next to taking in all sorts of art and literature you should make your own. interpret and revolutionize.  create art, anything that is meaningful to you and you have created, is art.

criticize and analyze everything and everyone. don’t let anything be at it’s mercy. dissect it, and don’t fear discovery (of others and of self). 

take profound interest in a subject. obsess, even to the point of unhealthiness. stay up reading all night, using coffee the next day to keep you half-awake. you don’t need much physical energy anyways. write essays to the point of fainting.  

don’t abstain from drugs & alcohol (and the like). smoke in the misty mornings or dark evenings, smoke drunk or sober. go out and indulge, but only while looking complicated enough. fill your room with empty wine bottles from the night before. become an enigma - host martini evenings and drink scotch. if hemingway did it, why shouldn’t you?

a fashion style and sense that can only by your own, carried by uniqueness. become the most eccentric individual you know. scour all the thrift stores and worn-down places to find your garments. but you have to remain in certain class, do not get worn down. wear blazers, turtlenecks, trench coats- you know the drill. expensive jewelry that carries just the right shine. 

occassionaly find a way to seperate your mind, think an out-of body experience. lay in the meadows of your college until dawn. this will keep you sane. read biblic prose, just as a way to take you back to earth. 

smoke, drink and take in other substances all you want. have that red-wine taste stained into your lips, smoking a cigarette just after class ends. go out at night and end up places you never thought of being, recovering the next day by reading latin prose. 

become a local in that one coffee place. black coffee stains the staple of your notebooks, and you only feel alive after drinking three espressos. sit at the bar or at the terrace. forget the gentrified barista-esque joint you learned to hate; think that ancient café that has been there since the 50′s with old tiling lining its walls.

always strive to be the absolute best in everything. competition can turn to blood- and you don’t mind. walk over people that stand in your way, have affairs with your proffesors if that means getting a perfect mark. you know what you want and why want it. 

social

assert youself to adhere to a certain class of people; you are to be placed nowhere, but always associated with the upper ranks. you, after all, are the academic. get invited to places noone gets invited to, talk in complicated manners that places you above the rest. fear averageness.

talk to professors and show them who you are, talk to them about connections you made while reading essays and current events, discuss older theories and the latest academic papers in your subject. become a recognizable face, and begin to use that to your advantage. don’t become the lick-up, become their left-hand man. 

you don’t need a large social circle or to be known by your peers; but become a ‘figure’. you are known by folks you’ve never even seen the faces or heard the names of. 

have a close knit friend group. but remember: only associate with equals, or people above you. it is not your goal in life to each others. no, it is to learn, it is to climb. 

most of all: remember that this probably doesn’t apply to you. such a lifestyle is only fit for such a particular class of individuals. walk along.

[failureacademia]

https://discord.com/invite/DxwqWF74tq

I made a super fun server to help combat procrastination and have a dark academia environment. There are four factions in the guild and each faction obtains points through events and academic accomplishments. The server has lore for each faction and we hope to grow a good community.

[kiavyr]

A constant storm

Screaming, wailing “know me, see me feel me”

Emotions i can’t quite place

Feelings that dont belong

Something stirring, deep in my soul

[lenniedoesthings]

26/1/24 (8/100)

♤ Finished democracy notes

♤ Outlined banking essay

♤ Went on morning run

My usual study spot was taken so I'm on the 6th floor today. I don't think the quiet spaces are for me, it's just too unsettling. I'm so tired I fell asleep twice while studying but at least the weekend's coming. Looking forward to meeting my friend tomorrow for a research + writing sesh.

🎧 My Way by Frank Sinatra

[dearly-academic]

perhaps they were right putting love into books. perhaps it could not live anywhere else. - william faulkner

[mypoeticaltendencies]

very nice, good night.

[autumnn27]

Rage; How to define such a subtle yet heavy word? I do not underestimate softness like before since I’ve experience rage more closely. It is an oscillation between being consumed by wrath or consuming wrath. As time flows by, sensations of torment with their unsharpened edges in my bosom develop into fossils buried within deep interiors where my hands don’t fit enough to reach. Although, years after when they are excavated like an unknown archaic discovery, I act out of it like a possessed doll. It feels unknown yet known like i cannot recognise it but I have known it intimately enough. It makes my mind ponder and question whether every archaic object or discovery is truly unknown or we do not recognise it after generations.

The soil has been knowing everything since humans stepped on it, witnessing every movement closely to bury it all deep within its bosom. I wonder how does the earth soaks it all. Moreover, I wonder the most about its process of dissolving everything. As when volcanoes erupt, or the clouds pours themselves, resulting in wonders of nature to born. Rocks form and flowers bloom, exactly like it’s unrecognisable for the earth yet it knows them intimately. What holds more credibility to go through this entire process of metamorphosis and yet remain still and grounded to host the plethora of movement we have known as life.

I do not know how long I may burn to transform like volcanoes or cause movement beneath the surface unnoticed in order to bloom like spring daffodils but as long as I remain in this process, I can only shed like autumn in action waiting for winter to come soon to be able to rest and reborn again. The journey of rage coming to life.