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catullus 51 - translated by: me!
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catilinas · 2 hours
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turns out the first stanza of cat51 is really hard to communicate through the international code of signals. i have done the rest of the poem though
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catilinas · 3 hours
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"One mind trying to envision everything that could happen, everything that could go wrong, everything that one ship of humans could ever need to say to another. There is something tender about the tendency toward thoroughness. And then something grave about how the language effloresces, absurdly, into such dark specificity."
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catilinas · 4 hours
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No experience more viscerally humiliating than walking through a heavily populated building with squeaky shoes. Look at me doing my little clown walk across the entire length of the building. Dumbass squeaking noises ringing out with every step. Sounds like I'm walking on two guinea pigs. I wish I was dead
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catilinas · 6 hours
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In the London Docks. Engraving: Gustave Doré. From: "London - A Pilgrimage", text by W. B. Jerrold, engraved C. Maurant, 1872.
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catilinas · 6 hours
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Your boner adds nothing to the broader artistic milieu
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catilinas · 8 hours
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when I see something dated 2019 I think “oh that’s not too long ago” and then I remember that 2019 was not only five years ago but those five years have somehow contained several lifetimes
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catilinas · 18 hours
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sorry i didn't respond i had a katabasis
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4th Century Lycian Tomb in Fethiye Turkey
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There was an end to hearts and rhymes, The old occasion rushed on past. Now? Unruled pages, and the vast Spaces of our unsinging times Within which these still measured lines Shall wander yet, slowly to mark A journey through a kind of dark In which a distance faintly shines.
john hollander, "valentine's day has come and gone" in in time & place, 1986
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when i saw the post that said you took your geiger counter to the woods i instantly remembered when u said ur brother asked u if u had a geiger counter on u once. very glad to see you carry one around for the bit now!!
her name is charlotte
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What woods are you going in that you need a Geiger counter???
i keep a geiger counter in my bag at all times solely for the bit 👍 i was in the woods looking for fossilised shark teeth
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fossilised shark teeth from the woods :-)
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