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#M. Aurelius
1introvertedsage · 6 months
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The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts. ~M. Aurelius~
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ratective · 8 months
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garnet is the only one who will try to argue with a philosopher that literally shares her philosophy if shes bored (she really loves winning arguments)
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lionofchaeronea · 4 months
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Coin minted ca. 280 CE by the Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius Probus (r. 276-282). Probus is shown in the company of Sol Invictus ("Unconquered Sun"), a late form of the solar deity whose worship had been promoted by Probus' predecessor Aurelian. The birthday of Sol Invictus (Dies Natalis Solis Invicti) was traditionally celebrated on Dec. 25. On this coin, Probus, who was constantly on campaign during his brief reign, is shown prepared for battle with shield and spear, alongside Sol Invictus, who wears his characteristic radiant crown. Now in the National Museum of Denmark, Copenhagen. Photo credit: ChrisO/Wikimedia Commons.
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starsburial · 1 year
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Quest4Futurism @etsy.com
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genderkoolaid · 2 years
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not only have I had to deal with walter white hrt anon but I have had to see so many bad takes on religion today. transandrophobia rides again
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yourgirlsfriday · 1 year
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@mxrvelouscreations | continued
His soon-to-be-wife looks as if she’d rather run than stand here with him. Which is understandable, considering the circumstances of having never formally met one another. She looks to be at least a few years younger than him to boot. 
But she speaks, and Aurelius will take that as a good sign. She’s not sobbing or begging to be allowed to leave. Which he’d witnessed six months ago at his best friend’s wedding. So they’re already doing better than that. 
“It suits you all the same. Just breathe,” Aurelius advises as the music dies down and the priest begins to speak. “This will be over before you know it, and you’ll be sipping champaign with friends and family.” 
It’s about as comforting as he can be about this for her. At least, without seeming like a monster.
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feracelimadonna · 2 years
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m1male2 · 9 months
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Arch of Constantine in Rome, is a triumphal arch that is located between the Palatine Hill and Celio, on the Via Triumphalis. It was erected in the year 315 to commemorate the victory of Constantine I the Great, against Maxentius in the battle of the Milvian Bridge (year 312).
Its state of conservation is extraordinary, being with the Arch of Titus and the Arch of Septimius Severus (both in the Forum) the only ones still standing today in the city of Rome.
It is curious because it was built with pieces from different buildings, such as statues taken from Trajan's Forum and reliefs in which Marcus Aurelius appears distributing bread to the poor, and Trajan represented after his victory in Dacia. The monument is made up of three arches and is 21 m high and 25 m wide.
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sohypothetically · 2 months
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Let's go back in time, Lovelies, to 2012. I had just mainlined The Hunger Games series for the first time (and the second, then the third) and had never read a fanfic. I barely knew what they were.
So I read my first fic. My First Date with Katniss Everdeen
It was unputdownable. (Is that a word? It should be a word.)
Anyway, I remember reading Mockingjay and being struck by the gap between when Katniss goes back to 12 and when Peeta returns. Where was Peeta? WHERE WAS HE? I became a bit obsessed.
Moving On was born. It's a short 33K fic that attempts to answer this question. Told from Peeta's point of view, the goal was to get the reader up close and personal with the action in the Capitol.
The Blurb: What happens to Peeta while Katniss is awaiting trial at the end of Mockingjay? How does he put himself back together? How does he end up back in District 12? Takes place before the Epilogue. Rating is T. May move to M due to some hijacking memories.
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Almost immediately after finishing that, I started writing another. Building the Dream was meant to be my own sort of Empire Strikes Back. It's told in third person and it actually covers some of the same events of Moving On.
The Blurb: Dr. Aurelius treats Peeta and brings him back to himself at the end of Mockingjay. How does that happen? What role does President Paylor have in making sure Peeta can become whole without Plutarch using him as a piece in a new game? Rated T due to descriptions of Peeta's treatment by the Capitol post Quarter Quell.
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If you decide to check them out, let me know!
What I loved about these stories:
They got me started on writing.
They were in-universe, canon. At the time that's what I loved to read.
There's no sex. (more on sex scenes much, much later.)
Both of these are *character first*. That's how I write all of my stuff and it's translated into my originals as well. I want to write characters that I want to read.
I loved Building the Dream because it really helped me develop an older love interest. Also, I'm especially proud of a few of the battle scenes.
What was hard:
I don't read a lot of political stuff, so the politics was hard. I remember talking to @randomnoteforfuturereference for hours over some of the things he thought would happen as a result of the events of Mockingjay.
It's meant to be a trilogy. I never wrote the third installment and that really bothers me.
I don't know why I never put either of these on AO3. I remember getting roasted horribly for a canon description mistake in Moving On, pulling it, correcting it, and then like, curling up and sucking my thumb for days. Clearly, that affected me.
One more thing. I'm pretty sure the third chapter of Building the Dream was right around the time I read Hotel Paper the first time.
It haunted me. Gutted me. I still think about it.
If you haven't read it, you should. Seriously. But be prepared to cry and need some tissues.
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ancientrome · 8 months
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Marble portrait of the emperor Caracalla. 212–217 CE. x
Caracalla took the official name of M. Aurelius Antoninus Pius as part of the Severan dynasty’s attempt to appear as the legitimate and worthy successors of the secondcentury Antonine emperors. Despite this, in his official portraiture, he abandoned the luxuriant hair and beard of his predecessors for a military style characterized by closely cropped curls and a stubble beard. An ancient source records that on his deathbed, his father Septimius Severus advised Caracalla to “enrich the soldiers and despise everyone else.” This finely carved head is a powerful rendering of the official portrait and was probably produced at an imperial workshop, since the statue fragments are said to have been found in Rome. It is from a statue, the legs of which also survive and are displayed in the Study Collection on the Mezzanine Floor.
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lunamaraproject · 2 months
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LUNAMARA: Fragments [6]
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Felix is sure he once heard a philosopher say that only two things were certain: death and taxes. Having been embroiled in the political sphere quite against his will for the past 140 years of his life, he can say with certainty that not only is that true, but that people will occupy 90% of their time arguing about one or both topics when presented with the option to do so.
He doesn’t, technically, have to be here. He’s a mid-level bureaucrat at best, these days, and he worked hard to make himself less significant in the public eye, so he’s not obligated to turn up to public senate meetings. But Cas asked him, and Elsie– well, she didn’t ask, she’s too proud for that, but she also didn’t forbid him to come, which for a girl just a couple of decades past a century, means she desperately wants his company.  
Cas plays his role as a guard very well. He looks imposing and cold in his gleaming armor, standing at attention with his spear in hand next to Elsie’s seat at the head of the long wooden table. His gaze is hard and constantly moving, sweeping over the irritated expressions of the senators in front of him. Behind them and further back, a much less organised gaggle of common people, those who are interested enough to take time out of their day to watch old fogies argue with a girl young enough to be their granddaughter.
The room is packed. He’s not sure what that says about their society, or whether the situation has simply gotten to a point where nobody can afford to be “disinterested in politics”.
“My Lady,” says a senator through his teeth, as Elsie inclines her head in his direction. “If the Queen’s government doesn’t disclose to its people the full details of the incident, I fail to see how we can maintain mutual trust!”
“You are expected to trust your Queen by her nature of being Queen, Senator Aurelius,” Elsennae replies. “And all the relevant details have already been disclosed to your office, and to the public.”
“And yet none of it pertains to exactly how long we have left running on our current power!” he snaps back, raising his voice and drawing a few shouts of agreement from the crowd. “The people need to know exactly how much is needed to keep their homes aloft. How else are we to live our lives?!”
Another senator slams her hand onto the table. “How long do we have until another cleaving event like this!?” 
“If we don’t know, how are we going to evacuate people from the area in time?!”
“How long before Lunamara itself drops out of the sky!” 
Elsennae raises her hands to calm her people, though it takes a few seconds before they quiet down. Felix feels his skin crawl with an unpleasant feeling. For some reason, it reminds him of the whistling of a mortar shell through the air.  
“In the interest,” Elsennae says loudly and clearly. “Of the people of Lunamara not living their lives in anxiety and fear, we have chosen not to openly disclose the numerical values of the power needed to maintain current altitude. Regardless we ask for people to continue operating on minimum power at all times, and encourage those who feel ready to enter the Dream–”
Felix moves, but Cas moves faster, smacking the bolt of magic out of the air with his spear, and sending it careening into the nearby wall, where it explodes with enough force to knock multiple senators from their chairs. The crowd panics, as do the politicians, but Felix scrambles to Elsie’s side. 
“Felix!” Cas barks, standing between the princess and the crowd. He’s looking for the offender, but in the chaos, it’s unlikely he’ll find them. If he does, Felix doesn’t envy them. “Get her out of here!”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. Elsie’s still small enough to be picked up, which he does, sweeping her into his arms and escaping out of the side door. The palace is a maze, but he’s as familiar with it as he is with his own face, so he takes a winding route that would lose any pursuers that could somehow get past Cas. Again, unlikely, but he’s not made it this far without being careful.
Finally, he stops in a small side room. Closing the door, he seals the edge of it with crystal. Hardly the strongest, but better than nothing. Then he leans against it, sliding down until both he and Elsie are sat on the floor. 
This room used to be for servants, he’s fairly sure. It hasn’t seen use in a century, and the dust is prevalent. Elsie would probably use that as an excuse later, for why her eyes are bloodshot and her throat sore. A princess ruling in the place of her sleeping mother can’t afford to look weak.
For now, here with him, she’s just a little girl crying in his arms, shoulders shaking with the weight of an entire crumbling city upon them.
If Felix can bear at least some of the weight for her, he’ll attend every farcical meeting until the end of time.
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More from LUNAMARA:
Fragments [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]<-- More every Thursday!
Comic [Prologue]
Art by Luka (http://nousanti.tumblr.com/) Story by Pidge (http://pidgestories.tumblr.com/)
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1introvertedsage · 9 months
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The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury. ~M. Aurelius~
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therealrichardpapen · 9 months
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Can I have some classic lit recs…make me feel like Henry please <3
Oh, this would be my pleasure, my dear friend!
Caligula by Albert Camus (It's a play about Caligula)
Oresteia by Aeschylus
Cicero
Coriolanus and Titus Andronicus by Shakespeare. Coriolanus speaks about men's hubris and how pridefullness brings your downfall, while Titus Andronicus, well, I'll let you discover it by yourself:))
Marcus Aurelius, amazing works regarding stoicism
Seneca, letters to Lucilius, another great stoic
Petrarca's letters to classical authors
Ovid, the roman writer exiled by Augustus to the Black Sea, at Tomis, part of the Kingdom of Thrace (now Constanța, Romania), where he kept writing.
Bacchae by Euripides
Quo Vadis by Henryk Sienkiewicz (a nobel awarded historical fiction about the life in Nero's Rome, written by a Polish writer)
Sappho, but I suggest finding a good translation with footnotes as her works have been barely maintained, and some of her poems are literally one word long.
Beyond good and evil by Nietzsche
Crime and Punishment by Dostoievsky (I won't add more as I recently conducted a full ass campaign here on how and why this book is worth it)
E.M. Cioran, A short history of decay, The demiurge, The troubles with being born. He is a bit of a nihilist. Romanian philosopher that wrote mostly in French
Machiavelli, The prince. This should be a good introduction into Machiavellism
The sacred and profane by M. Eliade is also worth a try
I believe there's no point in mentioning the Iliad and the Odyssey since everybody knows them by now. Hope you'll have fun!
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lionofchaeronea · 10 months
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Sestertius of the notorious Roman emperor Commodus, minted at Rome in 192 CE, the last year of his reign. On the obverse, the bust of Commodus; on the reverse, the personification of Africa greets Hercules. Africa holds a sheaf of wheat (representing the grain the province produced) and a sistrum (the rattle associated with the goddess Isis), while Hercules stands on a ship's prow and holds his club.
The seemingly innocuous imagery of this coin masks the megalomania that characterized Commodus' final years. He is here styled Lucius Aelius Aurelius Commodus, his birth name; his father Marcus Aurelius had renamed him M. Aurelius Antoninus Commodus upon making him Caesar, but Commodus ultimately spurned both this name and his father's heritage. His identification with Hercules, a constant of his reign, reached a fever pitch at this time: the emperor officially styled himself "Roman Hercules" (Hercules Romanus) and engaged in beast-hunts (venationes) and gladiatorial matches designed to evoke Hercules' Twelve Labors. (In one infamous incident, he threatened to cast the audience in the arena as the Stymphalian Birds and mow them down with arrows.) Taking a dizzying array of new cognomina (Amazonius, Invictus, Exsuperatorius, etc.), Commodus demanded that each month of the year be named after one of his titles, and he even floated the idea of renaming Rome Colonia Aelia Commoda after himself. By December 192 his advisors had had enough, and a conspiracy was put in train, into which his mistress Marcia was recruited. She poisoned him; when this did not kill him, his personal trainer, one Narcissus, strangled him in his bath. With him ended the dynasty begun by Nerva nearly a century before.
Photo credit: Classical Numismatic Group, Inc. http://www.cngcoins.com
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cliozaur · 3 months
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By Chapter XIII, I can understand the irritation of those reading the Brick for the first time, expecting to encounter some of the main characters, only to find themselves immersed in the bishop’s credo. Personally, I don't mind, but I sympathize with first-time readers. Here are some thoughts on this chapter:
So, just in case anyone still had doubts, Hugo once again hints that Bishop Myriel’s faith is far from orthodoxy.
He is an interesting character: on one hand, we learn about his excessive love for all living creatures, making him akin to Francis d’Assisi and Marcus Aurelius. On the other hand, Hugo mentions that in his youth, M. Myriel was “a passionate, and, possibly, a violent man.” I’m absolutely intrigued and want to know more about his youth, and especially what happened to him in Italy that led him to become a priest. I also want to know what his sister was doing at the time when he was married and leading a passionate and violent life. I suspect that she did not have the chance to experience her share of passions. Therefore, I think it’s unfair to deprive her of little comforts at the dusk of her life.
The details about the peculiarity of the bishop’s faith mirror Hugo’s own views about faith and religion extensively enunciated in the convent digression in the second volume.
An elderly bishop who finds his happiness in the garden is just the first of many others in the Brick for whom a garden is a happy place. If I am not mistaken, there is an essay about imagery of the garden in Les Misérables in a volume about the book and adaptations.  
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thgfanfictionlibrary · 3 months
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E Rated Fics Masterlist (27)
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 / Part 15 / Part 16 / Part 17 / Part 18 / Part 19 / Part 20 / Part 21/ Part 22 / Part 23 / Part 24 / Part 25 / Part 26
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A Change of Heart-WinterWednesday (ao3) Summary: Post-Mockingjay One-Shot. "Now, here I am, watching my beautiful husband with Johanna's precious son, and all I can think of is that it should be our child. Peeta should get to experience this joy every single day. And I should be selfless enough to give it to him…"
Carpe Diem-pippiblondestocking (ao3) Summary: Modern AU. Katniss Everdeen hates being lonely during the holidays, so she joins OKCupid. Little did she know that losing a dear friend and answering a silly message would lead to an unforgettable lesson in love.
Get In, Get Down, Get Gone-authoresskika (ao3) Summary: AU: Peeta Mellark is Coriolanus Snow's deadliest assassin. But nothing can prepare him for the mark that may finally be his perfect match. Dark!Everlark. Written for Prompts in Panem, r5d7. Banner by Ro Nordmann.
Getting There-shesasurvivor (ao3) Summary: Katniss has started being intimate with Peeta, but there are still a few barriers she needs to break through to fully enjoy herself. A suggestion from Dr. Aurelius may be just what she needs. Post-Mockingjay, masturbation/mutual masturbation. Written for Everlarkrecs Dirty December Week 3.
I'll teach you how…-HEA_andallthelike (ao3) Summary: "Oh my God," he grins a little too devilishly and I wrinkle my nose at him. I'm not sure what's going on in his mind, but he looks WAY to happy. "Katniss," he whispers, "please let me show you. There is just too much to teach you."
Let Me Love It Out Of You-authoresskika (ao3) Summary: After a few years of marriage, a hot-headed squabble is practically nothing to Katniss and Peeta. This one, however, stretches on a bit too long, and a bit too far - and they're both tired of it.
Open to Me-WinterWednesday (ao3) Summary: Post-Mockingjay one-shot. When Peeta feels threatened by Katniss and Gale's reconciliation, he sets out to prove that Katniss belongs to him… That they belong to each other. Always. EVERLARK ALL THE WAY!
The Lion's Tooth-Joshs_left_earlobe (ao3) Summary: Overwhelmed by memories of the past, Peeta withdraws from life at home. Katniss thinks she's found a way to revive their relationship, but does it come with a price?
The Mating Games-ktface3 (ao3) Summary: "And so it was decreed that each year, the twelve districts of Panem shall offer up in tribute the men and women aged 18 years who have not pair bonded with a mate, to compete to be deemed worthy enough to procreate." AU, Peeta's POV, note the M rating.
Train Ride-RosaPotentis (ao3) Summary: Set at the beginning of Catching Fire, during the Victory Tour. Katniss has another nightmare and Peeta helps her feel better.
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