i think having “having a coke with you” with you by mark leidner is the greatest love poem of all time
You know what. I’m starting a new aesthetic, population me.
Romantic Science, AKA Dark Academia for STEM people.
Thrifting a lab coat and embroidering it with your initials and a little insignia, whose significance is known to you and your lab partner only
Watching The Theory of Everything and The Imitation Game and Hidden Figures and basically every movie about historical scientists and mathematicians you can find
Decorating your desk with old slide rules and vintage lab equipment. Your prize possession is a set of vintage lenses you found at a thrift store
Wanting an articulated human skeleton far, far too much
Getting a set of (brand new, NOT thrifted, be safe ppl) beakers to drink from, and putting them directly onto your stovetop to boil water for tea or coffee, because borosilicate glass can survive anything.
Secretly relating far too much to Henry Jekyll and Victor Frankenstein, because you too want to do a gay little science experiment that challenges god.
Thunderstorms and late nights in the lab, the light of the Bunsen burner glistening off of your flasks and scribbled chalkboard equations
Papering your walls with vintage scientific diagrams; even if you know that our understanding of the world has evolved since they were made, looking back at scientific history is amazing
Writing code late at night and feeling, in some metaphysical way, as though Ada Lovelace herself is with you in spirit
Being far, FAR too obsessed with the concept of emergent ai sentience and how it has the potential to be Frankenstein irl
Looking through a telescope on clear nights, whispering the names of the constellations and stars, painting a star chart on your ceiling in a burst of creative inspiration
Collecting and mounting samples from everywhere you can think of to pore over in an antique microscope
Bringing a field journal wherever you go, learning how to draw and label botanical samples, preserving plants and flowers for study later
Dreaming of what undiscovered mysteries lie in the deepest depths of the sea, feeling the thrill of discovery whenever you learn about a new species and one day hoping to discover one yourself
Just. Romanticise STEM.
java programs + apush studying <3
wrote a java program so i can easily find the digital textbook page that correlates with the physical textbook :)
i shit you not a question on the irish state exams today asked you to write hatsune miku fanfic. this is the weirdest timeline.
Adonis, from Selected Poems; “Celebrating Al-Ma'ari: II. Days” (tr. Khaled Mattawa)
Adonis, from Selected Poems; “A Piece of Bahlul’s Sun” (tr. Khaled Mattawa)
Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, “Extracting the Stone of Madness”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972
John Keats, from Ode to a Nightingale
George Sand (Amantine Lucile Aurore Dupin) in her letter to Gustave Flaubert dated 27 June 1870, featured in The George Sand-Gustave Flaubert letters
Louise Glück, from Averno; “October”
All night long I hear the call of death, all night long I hear the song of death down by the river, all night long I hear the voice of death calling out to me.
Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, “The Dream of Death, or the Site of the Poetical Bodies”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972
Artworks by kotartist
(I have to pass math exam and this is my way of copying)
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(if anyone knows who to credit for these, please let me know)
“The other day, lying in bed, I felt my heart beating for the first time in a long while. I realized how little I live in my body, how much in my mind”
-Rodger kamenetz, from Terra infirma