I hate the “Thoreau’s mom did his laundry” criticism so much, it drives me crazy.
Henry Thoreau did not go to Walden Pond because he thought it would be a fun adventure. He went into the woods because he was deeply depressed and burnt out. He was running from the horror of his brother and best friend recently dying in his arms, and the haunting memory of causing the Fairhaven Bay fire. His friend Ellery Channing literally gave him the ultimatum of either taking some time off to write and think, or else be institutionalized.
I think Thoreau’s mother saw her depressed son choosing to retreat into a small cabin in the woods, and was worried about him. Of course she did his laundry - just as Ralph Waldo Emerson probably brought him firewood and bread. These were not chores of obligation to support a “great” man, but services of love to help their deeply depressed 28yo son and friend.
And if you ask me, there’s a lesson in that - to “suck out the marrow of life” and “live deliberately,” one must also accept help offered from the people in your life who love you. There is no true transcendentalism or individualism without love and friendship behind it.
24 etruscan/roman bronze statues found!!! yes!!!!
Horatio: Hamlet is such a nice person underneath the part that hates everybody!
colin morgan as ariel, the globe theatre, 2013
Thinking of doing a New Years one week challenge, (give up soda for a week, give up dairy for a week, 100 pushups a day for a week, that kind of thing) Any suggestions?
FUCK
self-destruction doesn’t always look like taking too many pills or cutting your skin open. sometimes it’s drinking coffee when you know caffeine gives you panic attacks. sometimes it’s crossing the street without looking both ways. sometimes it’s showering with the water a little too hot. sometimes it’s avoiding eye contact with your reflection in the mirror or ridiculing your problems rather than addressing them. sometimes it’s walking out without sunscreen in scorching heat and not wearing enough when it’s freezing out. self destruction isn’t always physical mutilation, mostly it’s masked as little things so never assume what someone may be going through just bc they don’t show you visible signs of suffering.
Caravaggio living paintings by Ludovica Rambelli Theater
Ophelia: The stars are beautiful tonight, right?
Horatio: Yeah.
Ophelia: You know what else is beautiful?
Ophelia and Horatio, simultaneously: Hamlet.
angel plumbers
mostly dark academia shitposting - any pronouns
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