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For those who don't know: the picture is a sculpture of Clytie (Clitia) a nymph that fell in love with the Sun and couldn't stop staring at him. After many days she melted and became a sunflower. She still loved him, and it is said that that's why sunflowers move following the Sun. This story is in a book/poem called Metamorphoses by the ancient roman poet Ovid.
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SO NO ONE IS GONNA TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT THE ORCHESTRA VERSION OF BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY WAS SNUCK IN THIS PLAYLIST AND STILL SLAPS and yes i want it playing as i walk down the aisle at my wedding.
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And for 38 minuts everything was okay
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For those who don't know, the title is a great quote by Nietzsche.
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POV : Translating a classic book is not an easy task and the fact that you have been sitting on this chair for seven hours straight doesn’t really help. The last drops of cup of coffee you were drinking when you got here have been dry for a while now and the ancient Greek on your book starts to look like hieroglyphs.
So you decide to get up and look through the giant windows of the library.
You wipe of the droplets of condensed water on the glass and you see two lovers running under the rain in the gardens.
How does it feel to love you wonder while looking down.
And as you raise your head back up you see him/her/them staring at you and suddenly you know.
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I've never felt so aesthetic, I am currently sitting here reading and translating Latin. School can be good I guess
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Here you are, at this cramped, dusty desk...searching for meaning. The words of your book blur in front of you. Still, though, you push yourself forward. What else is there to do? Your home is so full of your tangled thoughts that it feels estranged from you. Your own room pulses with an energy born of loneliness and anxiety. It is impossible to find clarity there...so here you are, at this library desk. Maybe, somewhere in your yellowed book, you will find meaning...truth...peace of mind.
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It's crazy to think that most people are looking at the "aesthetic" of studying with much more passion because of movements like these.
For me, at least, school didn't influence not even a little on me wanting to learn things. It was always "study this, do this homework, or we'll tell your parents and they'll scream at you!"
I needed examples, more thant anything!
I needed to see it not as a boring obligation, and more like a fun activity, wich is how I see now...
Damn those bad teachers that I had...
And I feel bad for the nice teachers that I had but didn't notice until it was too late!
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I'm sure this playlist was partially made for people who romanticize reality, turning it into a beautiful and mysterious and breathtaking picture where you feel pain, sorrow, loss but also love and passion. Like a Greek tragedy.
(at least, this is how I feel right now)
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Who else rocked out and sang along with the orchestral rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody?
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pov: your lover just died and you write a letter to her in remembrance
“I told the stars about you. The moon, the planets, and everything in between. The whole of the heavens will know of my beloved. And forever as long as it is in my grasp, I shall tell the story of you, Artemis DeLaurent.
With love always, Seraphina Augustin.”
I lit the paper and watched as the flickering flames of the fire burned my thoughts into nothingness. The ashes dissipated into the embrace of the heavens. The moon reminded me of her now. So beautiful. So bright. Yet so far away and perpetually intangible. The moon loves so deeply for the world it protects. It only appears at night for those who wish to see its stellar nature. It doesn’t steal away the blackened night with its presence, but instead it uncovers true beauty of the dark. I peered up at the night sky, forever holding Artemis in my heart, and I could almost hear her saying, “the moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?”
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pov: its a warm summer night and you get your broomstick and float dreamily through the sky
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when bohemian rhapsody started playing I literally screamed and forgot about everything I was doing-
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I hope you have a good day, read a good book, learn about greek goddesses, write letters, drink a tea or just enjoy this amazing playlist. <3
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Your channel is such a blessing honestly
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You looked at the archers aiming for the target, you couldn't help but feel the burning in your chest. The pain of not being able to pursue your dreams just because you were a girl and most importantly the princess made every cell in your body soar. How was it possible that a woman was able to marry a king yet never be able to participate in an archery contest when she was trained to join kingdoms.
As the last archer lost aim you couldn't help but want to take the bow from him and shoot. "Is their anybody who volunteers?" Asked the man as you dogged ur nails further in ur palms trying to stop urself. And that was when you realised that it made sense. Woman were not allowed to do something because ,just like you right now, they were so scared of men that they had never stood up for themselves.
As you took a deep breath and stood up, u could feel the eyes of your family on u. The disgust in their eyes was clearly visible yet you didn't care. Life was too short to care and your love for archery was too much that it couldn't be finished. Tou brabbed the bow and arrow as the crowd stayed quiet. Taking a deep breath, you aim it at the target. I can do this, you think to yourself. You close your eyes and slowly let go of the arrow.
The arrow cuts smoothly through the air and stops. It takes a minute for you to open your eyes and another ten for the crowd to erupt. The arrow had landed right in The middle of the board. In the heart of your target.
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I flinched back as he burst into my room. He was holding a letter in his shaking hand and crumpled it as he walked towards where I was sitting. I took off my other earring and turned to look at him. He smoothed out the letter and held it above a nearby candle until it lit and flame started consuming it in brightness and smoke.
"What is that?" My voice was weak.
"The letter you wrote me last year." I looked down and couldn't meet his eyes. "The letter you wrote when you said we'd get married. When you said we'd run away and leave this all behind. Look at you now. You go on stage and thousands of people watch you with their eyes wide and their mouths open. Now that you have so many people to love you, you don't need me anymore, do you?"
"Raoul!" I stood up and walked towards him but he backed away, still holding the burning letter in his hands. "How could you say that? You know-"
"I don't know who you are anymore. I look at you and I see a stranger. Here you are covered in jewels and stars and I see a painting. Some false thing that never existed in the first place. I fell in love with a girl who didn't care about thing like money or fame. You are not that person."
"Wait. Please. I didn't mean for-"
"Tell me right now you would give it all up for me." He dropped the letter in the trash and it lit the rest of the scraps on fire. He walked to me, staying only inches away, daring me to say what I couldn't. "Say you'd stop singing for me."
I stared at him with glassy and eyes and opened my mouth but for once my voice failed me, as if instinct to protect itself.
"That's what I thought." He shook his head and moved to leave. I grabbed his arm. He shook free of me. "This is last time you'll see me."
Then he left. He slammed the door behind him and I sunk to the ground and stared into the flame until it died into nothing but ash.
This totallyyyyy wasn't Phantom of the Opera fanficcccccc. Not at alllll. I'm not sorry.
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She held her heart full.
But darling, only as a mere illusion.
She cried all night,
tainting the beauty of forever.
She was skilled in the art of knives,
the knife that was in his chest.
But in the end, she loved him.
She really wished it didn’t have to end.
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“Life has been kinder to me lately.
My hands could no longer hold onto my paint brush like I used to, and without it they felt empty. The nursing home had been nice; the people who worked there were kind, but my peers were, sadly, just as lonely as I am. My bed no longer smelled like bread and fresh flowers. I miss my wife very dearly.
Today, though, the wind carried with them the feeling of her loving embrace. For a brief moment, I was scared, but I let it happen regardless. It was time, anyway. And I’d love to see my family again.”
- me in the future, probably.
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- Timestamps! - 0:00 And We Walk After • Trevor Kowalski 2:48 Himitsu • Lama House 5:27 Slow Day • Franz Gordon 8:07 Remembering • Ever So Blue 10:08 Aldebaran • S.A. Karl 13:26 Peter Sandberg - Dismantle 15:22 Megan Wofford - In the Stillness 17:51 BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY - Prague Cello Quartet 23:46 Deep · Peter Sandberg 28:16 Franz Liszt - Hungarian Rhapsody No.2
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