My Light. My Claudia. My Redemption.

WHERE THE MOON MEETS THE SEA

[ George Seferis // Bannister // Matthew Arnold // post // Alexandros Maragos (Moonrise behind the Temple of Posideon + Waning moon behind a lighthouse) // Emily Dickinson // Ryan Ross // Breese // ST Coleridge // Anne Michaels ]

I think a surprising amount of writers don’t realize that tragedies are supposed to be cathartic. They’re intended to result in a purging of emotion, a luxurious cry; the sorrow caused by a great tragedy is akin to fear caused by a good horror movie – it’s a “safe” sorrow, one that is actually satisfying to the audience. It can still be beautiful! It’s isn’t supposed to just be salting the earth so nothing can grow.

But that’s how you get grimdark: writers who don’t realize that they’re supposed to be doing something with the audience instead of to the audience.

“The Reluctant Bride” by Auguste Toulmouche, 1866    

Cooling Time.

not ready for the finale :)

How many guards are on each level? Never more than 12. ANDOR — 1.09 ‘Nobody’s Listening!’

Have you no memory of how we got here? What they took from us? What does it matter now? What does it matter? What does it matter what happened then if we have no life now? Because there is no life here. There is no joy here. There is no love here. There’s no love here. What are you talking about? What do you think I’m out there fighting for if not to make all those things possible here? You’ll fight a war so we can make a life? You don’t get one without the other, my sweet. No. You’re wrong. I sent that letter to show you that you’re wrong. There is a life in Boston. There is joy there, and music, and peace. The door is open. I’ve opened it for you. And it requires no war and no blood and no sacrifice. It requires an intolerable sacrifice. To accept a pardon? To apologize! Apologize? Who will you be apologizing to? To England! They took everything from us. And then they call me a monster. The moment I sign that pardon, the moment I ask for one, I proclaim to the world that they were right. This ends when I grant them my forgiveness. Not the other way around. This path you’re on… it doesn’t lead where you think it does. If he were here, he’d agree with me.

and then i didnt

i gotta start posting on here