If All Roads Lead To Rome, How Do You Actually Get Out Of Rome ?

I dreamed I spoke in another’s language, I dreamed I lived in another’s skin, I dreamed I was my own beloved, I dreamed I was a tiger’s kin. I dreamed that Eden lived inside me, And when I breathed a garden came, I dreamed I knew all of Creation, I dreamed I knew the Creator’s name. I dreamed–and this dream was the finest– That all I dreamed was real and true, And we would live in joy forever, You in me, and me in you.

Clive Barker, Days of Magic, Nights of War   (via mysharona1987)

Beautiful!

DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THIS OMFG

Be a fool, and learn.

Every ghost story is the translation of trauma. Every heartbreak can produce ghosts, as every first kiss can create romance.

“We can look back at those people and see how evil that was, but we can’t see it in ourselves. So therefore beware of Virtue.”

-Alan Watts

[Record scratch] [Freeze frame] Verily, that is me. Abraham, chosen one of God. Thou art probably wondering how I came to be in that situation.

​Write. Write every day until your head is empty and your demons are quiet.

How to Die like an Ancient Philosopher

Empedocles: leap into a dormant volcano Protagoras: run into the shore. in a ship. Socrates: gargle w/ hemlock juice Plato: either get serenaded TOO HARD or just generally party TOO HARD Isocrates: go on a crash diet Diogenes: eat raw octopus, get bitten by a dog, hold your breath indefinitely Anaxarchus: get pounded w/ a giant mortar and pestle while loling Xenocrates: trip over a pot Epicurus: piss bricks Zeno of Citium: trip, break your toe, hold your breath indefinitely Chrysippus: get a donkey drunk, laugh at it Lucretius: chug a love potion and let it do the rest Hypatia: anger a mob of christians Boethius: get strangled by your boss

Today’s advice comes from none other than Maximilien Robespierre.