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the inherent romanticism of being thought of.

Malcolm X in Egypt during his pilgrimage to Mecca, 1964.

Patrick Syme, Charts for Werner’s Nomenclature of Colours: Adapted to Zoology, Botany, Chemistry, Mineralogy, Anatomy, and the Arts, 1821

Via brainpickings

High Life (2018)

Words have memories, they have witnessed so many things in history so far. If you know how to look at them, you can see the scars, the traces (i.e., the suggestions), the stories engraved on them. Words have words in their bellies, and they save them to be searched for those who really want to know the truth. The true history lies in their bellies in pieces, waiting to be found (or be awaken). History does not repeat itself, it mumbles in its sleep.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god