Now I’ll be off,
to fit Pentheus into the costume
he’ll wear when he goes down to Hades,
once he’s butchered by his mother’s hands.
He’ll come to acknowledge Dionysus,
son of Zeus, born in full divinity,
most fearful and yet most kind to men.
MYTHOLOGY SERIES / The Bacchae with George Blagden as Dionysus and David Oakes as Pentheus
you were always afraid of death, afraid of the dark coils stealing life, until: silky, olive skin and brittle bones lethargically twined into black hair and long limbs-
because this is death, the king of death, in a worn, beautiful form, tracing it’s lips over your collar bone and running it’s fingers through your heart.
you are the live, bumbling sea, the waves crashing against the shore, and death is hallowed out eyes, the boy you are irrevocably in love with.
death smiles at you, running his cold thumbs over your warm lips, and he smells like daises and warmth, the complete opposite of death; it makes a heavy feeling settle into your chest and consume you-
and you are no longer afraid.
oh my gawd
so they’ve asked for minors to bring an authorization from their parents (something written like ‘I’m aware my kid is going to be in this place on this day’ with their cellphone numbers in case an emergency happens)
and there is a girl comparing this to soviet Russia
Also, on a side note (and side conversation), I’m feeling a bit sick. Like when you mention something about yourself and it feels like you’ve shared a secret with someone who you’ve just met
i’m definitely getting too old. I can’t read some things anymore without twisting my face in disgust or thinking ‘you are just saying this because you think it’ll make you look cool’
B O N E S O F M Y B O N E S A N D F L E S H O F M Y F L E S H
"answer with what you know and not using google"
dude, don’t you fucking underestimate my knowledge of greek mythology
THIS is how you mashup!!!
trip update: this city is warm as fuck and all I want to do is be naked, eat ice cream and take long cold showers
I think the weather is making me more slow than usual because people are talking and I’m all “????? What?”
(1) President Abraham Lincoln, who had depression
(2) Writer Virginia Woolf, who had bipolar disorder
(3) Artist Vincent Van Gogh, who had bipolar disorder
(4) Writer Sylvia Plath, who had depression
(5) Mathematician John Nash (from A Brilliant Mind), who had schizophrenia
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