esseextraneum

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Panteão nacional

Mercúrio, meu cabrão: Tu que alinhaste a melena de ouro em jeito de aviso à queda, que penteaste teu cabelinho todo para trás antecipando o encontro: Não poderias ter soltado pelo menos um conselho? Meu grandessíssimo filho de um deus velho, seu moleque mimado: não dava pra, sei lá, escrever recado nos anéis do vovô ou enfiar à socapa uma mensagem no mapa topográfico de Alicante? Qualquer coisa servia, M. Tu que puxaste o lustro às sandálias e às asas das tuas sandálias, que ajeitaste o paletó de herói e te lavaste os pés: tu já sabias no que isso dava. Meu grande sacana, tua obrigação era subir na boca de um megafone dourado e dizer: "Cuidado rapaziada, tenham atenção a esse nó que acontece no estômago no preciso momento em que esperam por vosso amante na pracinha junto à igreja. Ou é úlcera ou é amor."

CAMPILHO, Matilde. Jóquei. São Paulo: Editora 34, 2015. p. 24-25.

quiet woods.

(find me on instagram!)

✞ 666 ✞

Chá verde, Frankenstein e uma fadinha ✨️

destroy the patriarchy, not the planet 🌱🌸

(via The adolescent Bacchus - Caravaggio Merisi - Google Arts & Culture)

Ugh… headache. Head splitting migraine, even.

day 4 of DWS

waters of oblivion

This piece was inspired by J.E.Millais’ Ophelia and well… Shadowfell portal. I mirrored it tho cause like this angle more

hibiscus

There’s no love like your own ✨Bmth vday design for fun 🩷🖤

⭐️🌟🌗Moonlight makes a shadow🌗🌟⭐️

and now you’re perfect

book lover 🫶🏻🩷✨

That "RIP" meme, but with Babel characters

RIP Robin, you would've loved Frantz Fanon and therapy

RIP Rami, you would've loved Edward Said and political linguistics

RIP Victoire, you would've loved Angela Davis, the Black Panther party and natural hair blogs

RIP Letty, you would've loved girl boss feminism and "all lives matter"

All the images of the characteres are from the ilustrated book website and were made by Abigail Larson.

Oh Daisy,

You are so beautiful!

I found you the other day

In the park, blooming all by yourself

And your beauty, astounding

Impossible to look away

But tell me, dear

Why is a delicate flower

Such as yourself

Doing in a place like this?

There’s no one here

That can admire you

As much as I do

Me, there is only me

Only I am capable of loving you

Admiring you, idolizing you

And this holy blade I carry

Is going to free you

Calm down, dear

It will hurt just a little

I do it for your own good

Because, remember, I am the only one truly capable

of loving you

Trust me

It’s better this way,

I only do what’s best for you

So as I say, my sharp blade

Tears you apart

In a merciful act

And now your sap

Slides smoothly

Sparkling, delicate

Embracing your velvety stem

Dear Daisy, can’t you see

How much of a blessing is my presence?

Can you imagine all the wicked things that would happen

If it wasn’t for me watching over you?

Shush now, everything is okay

You are safe in this vase

As I put you in display, so pleasing to see

To idolize, only for me

The days have passed

Why did you do this to yourself?

Why did you do this to me?

Your appearance, once exuberant

Is now corrupted

Oh Daisy,

You were so beautiful!

Tell me, Daisy

Why do you rot?

Can’t you see I gave you everything?

A vase, a home

My support, my love

And even after all

How dare you wither?

Your petals, once vibrant

Have fallen, faded

Your scent, once heady

Now is just a memory

No, Daisy

This is not my fault

You are the one that didn’t appreciate my love

And tell me, Daisy

Now what?

What is left for me?

A dry stem

So fragile that a simple touch

It crumbles to pieces,

To a small remnant of you

A fraction of the memory of what you once were

Farewell, Daisy!

Your body spoiled

Go live with the rats

That’s what you deserve

You ungrateful brat

And now here I am

At the park, once again

Looking for another flower

That will deserve my love again

tumblr pls don’t kill me for a nip slip?👉👈

E ali dentro está a vontade, que não morre. Quem conhece os mistérios da vontade e do seu vigor? Pois Deus não é mais que uma grande vontade, penetrando todas as coisas pela qualidade de sua aplicação. O homem não se entrega aos anjos, nem se rende inteiramente à morte, senão pela fraqueza de sua débil vontade.

GLANVILL, Joseph apud POE, Edgar Allan. Ligeia. In: Histórias Extraordinárias. Tradução de José Paulo Paes. São Paulo: Companhia das Letras, 2017.

the new normal

Pensando seriamente em mover meu conteúdo do Instagram para cá (ou Pinterest? alguma outra plataforma?) depois de ver o Zuquinho falando em retirar checagem de fatos, usar apitos de cachorro e ameaçar a autonomia de países da América Latina.

Just watched Nosferatu (2024) last friday and had a great time. In a way, it was what I expected from a Eggers movie, but I also feel like it gave me a lot to think about in the realm of vampire media, monsters as metaphors from evil, adaptation and societal fears.

"There is a devil in this world, and I have met him." NOSFERATU (2024) dir. Robert Eggers

“I gave you my heart”

my pencil drawing of a Corpse Bride 🥀

happy halloween 👻🎃🕸🦇 

Portrait of a Nobleman with Fruit 🍎

the blade of frontiers at your service!

Megthanzag based on that one mouth to mouth educational poster