One must imagine Sisypus happy not because he enjoys the struggle but because the struggle is all he has. Journey on the hill is who he is, without it he would lose all sense of identity. In an absurd world we define the struggle as our identity, identity is all we have and we are eager to maintain it even if it brings us misery.
oh man, they made you defend your thesis? that's fucked up, they told me mine was perfect the way it is and just gave me the phd
i guess maybe it would've been useful practice, in case i ever write something that doesn't immediately convince everyone who reads it that i'm completely right
google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth
kinda going through it rn
we can't be mountains all the time sometimes we need to be small enough to be held in both hands also
Love going to bed with a new, good daydream scenario fresh in my mind. Like yes girl, movie night!
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never has there been a series with more underutilized background lore than the Chronicles of Narnia. book one establishes that there exists a world-between-the-worlds, an infinite glade that can be accessed only via ancient Atlantean-magic, fractaling in all directions with infinite crystal-clear pools of water representing the various dimensions of the multiverse—dimensions which contain realms of gods and technology, and magic of various types, and different magical systems for each dimension, and dead worlds, and worlds that have not yet sprung to life, and a million other wonders. book two has a talking beaver
The bisexual to aroace pipeline is pretty much having the right idea and coming to the wrong conclusion. Yeah buddy you're not straight and you're also not gay. No not like that though, the other way around
“I feel the same way about everyone”
Yeah you do. Because you don’t.
my favorite thing about the painting Saturn Devouring His Son is that Goya didn’t name any of his Black Paintings and died before their discovery so we just assumed that’s what the painting was depicting. like we’re just hoping that this painting we found in Goya’s dining room of a terrible giant eating a beheaded corpse is a depiction of Saturn eating his kid. praying, even.