history of scots affairs, from mdcxxxvii to mdcxli (1841) - spalding club
"mmmm macking cheese"
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At its core, every piece of media we ever have consumed and ever will consume — whether it’s art, music, books, movies — is fundamentally about love, or the lack of it.
it’s an inescapable facet of human life. it could be about the love you have for people in your life, or how much you hate your job, or love your city, but the love is always there.
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I could really use becoming a vampire right about now. it’s so romantic, so horrifying, so gruesome. gimme it
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I want to be so disgustingly over educated that the second anyone has a question they automatically know I have the answer to it
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"But Grief should be the Instructor of the wise;
Sorrow is Knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life."
— Lord Byron, Manfred (1817)
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you romanticize the theatre rehearsal– you love the idea of bloodied shakespeare traded from desperate palm to desperate palm, you dream of the sweat dripping from a dancer's brow like the sun glinting off the sea, but in between all of this imaginary want, you miss the whole point.
you miss the clutter of foldable tables holding laptops and open scripts and the rind of an orange, four empty water bottles and six uncapped pens. two rings of keys and one folded up piece of my notebook paper that represents a letter prop. you miss our running document of silly things people have said in the heat of the moment and you miss the hundred clarifying questions that are asked. you miss the hunger in everyone's eyes, the want, the need, the lust. the unspoken something between my eyes and the boy i love to make laugh– you miss the way he's like that with everyone who has the pleasure to come him across, and i can't bring myself to particularly mind.
and you know what? you do miss the bone-chilling scream of a man who's eyes are ripp'd from his traitor skull (the vocal-conscious yell of a grad actor with voice and speech tomorrow morning), the sharp lines drawn between two bodies moving against the grain of a tango. you miss the magic that settles in-between the creased brow of a determined designer and you miss the silent cheering folded behind a heavy black curtain when the tricky scene change goes exactly as we put it to paper. you miss it. you miss everything, when you aren't here.
but tonight, i'm here, and i'll explain exactly what it all means. i hike my skirt up above my calves and i swiftly collect the rehearsal props littered around the room; someone yells "I'm not a fucking liar!" and we're supposed to be running King Lear. the animosity from blind father to vengeful son never bleeds into our equity 10-minute breaks. we all tune in, for just a moment, and we all feel the same damn thing run through our bones. it's the same, it's the same, we're the same. we to you to me to us to them to zip to zap to zop.
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i'll let you in on a little secret.
acting isn't acting at all.
if it feels real, it is real.
trust me.
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LAZARUS: You took my death. Give me your death instead.
CHRIST: I gave you life.
LAZARUS: But death is what I ask. Alive I never could escape your love
Calvary, W.B. Yeats
LESTAT: This is not a life!
LOUIS: That’s ‘cause you took my life!
Interview With The Vampire S01E03
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I want to learn to write so I can bring all my fantasy stories to life. I want to learn poetry because it sounds like a rap but a bit more beautiful. I want to learn how to animate so I bring all my super cool sports action scenes to life. I want to learn photography because when the sun hits the clouds a certain way they look like cotton candy. I want to learn rendering so I can upgrade my artstyle. I want to learn history so I can learn about how people lived in the past. I want to learn to learn how to embroidery so I can make patches and sew them to a black denim jacket. I want to learn to skate because people who can skate are hot and also I could go really fast. I want to learn pottery because people who do pottery are hot and also I want to make a bird feeder. I want to learn to sing so when I try to do Dear Evan Hansen and Wicked and Beetlejuice and Heathers I can put all the emotions I feel when I listen to the songs into my voice. I want to learn how to sew so I can fix clothing and make my own clothes. I want to learn how to paint so I can make beautiful watercolor paintings. I want to learn how to skateboard because people who skate are hot and it just looks really fun. I want to learn how to ice skate because people who can skate are hot and it’s something I haven’t quite mastered yet. I want to learn to tend to plants so I can make my own garden with birds and butterflies. I want to learn digital painting so I can make prints. I just want to learn.
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