"The Important Thing Is To Stop Lying To Yourself. A Man Who Lies To Himself, And Believes His Own Lies,

concept playlists pt. 4

Not the usual super specific playlists but I spent a shit ton of time on these so y’all should check them out :) <3 there’s also a bunch of different kinds of music on each playlist so if you’re looking for a variety I got u.

invested in a figment: for my obsessive folk who long for love or someone they can’t have

can you feel my love buzz?: obsessive vibes again but more intense and less lovesick

stop it, wake up: self explanatory, I don’t know what the concept is here but I love this playlist so check it out

rhinestones from the sky: for rainy days and gloomy weather when you’re in your room and want to stare at the ceiling and you’re not happy but you’re not sad either

new wave: mix of synth and vibes

i work the week like sedation: made after I worked every day for a week and felt like I was deteriorating

such a lonely day: those days when you contemplate life and drive around and want to scream but also cry but in a mellow way where the feeling just settles

i’m aboutTo have a nervous breakdown: for when you are losing your mind, be it from school, work, etc.

dream workshop: artists and academics collide; a fantasy i have of having an apartment with my friends and working in a little workshop space on our own respective things like art, music, studying, etc.

dissociating on the metro: it’s before dusk during the blue hour and you’re on your way home on the subway/metro after a long day

pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3

i can fix him *traumatizes him*

the way ivan aivazovsky looks at the sea…i think…i think that’s what love looks like.

Actually, ancient glass, having been rather neglected by archaeology for decades, is a pretty exciting topic in scholarship right now. The main thing is that glass persists–it’s very stable. After fabric rots and metal turns to a scrap of rust, there will lie a necklace, still scattered across a chest that itself has turned mostly to earth. 

Bead typologies, for example (that is, the classification of different styles/shapes/decorative motifs/colors) can allow scholars to trace trade routes, as they study the distributions of different bead types over time and geography. Glass production is kinda industrial in nature, not like spinning or beer that make good cottage industries. It was often produced in one place, and then sold on to artisans elsewhere, and then the beads themselves were traded across entire continents. 

Chemical analysis of the glass can do even more to trace routes, since different compositions and incidence of different mineral contaminants can allow archaeologists to trace glass production to individual sites, thousands of years after the fact. It’s dizzying, really.

The downside is that for a long time, archaeologists regarded beads as unimportant trinkets, and antiquities dealers understood that they were easy to take and easy to move. So an awful lot of the most exceptional beads we have from the distant past spent time in private collections or uncategorized drawers somewhere in a museum back room, so they’ve lost much of what we could have learned from their original provenance. Maybe we’ll be able to turn new analytical tools on some of these to reconstruct more of their past.

sometimes u just gotta say “okey dokey” and just like.. rely on urself.. take things as impersonally as u can.. love and let go.. move on.. try and find all the good things, soak those in. and that’s all u can do! and sometimes, that’s enough

Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

when Lemony Snicket wrote “I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you everyday” that hurt me

All my grief says the same thing— this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, says: but this is how it is.

Fortesa Latifi // The Truth About Grief

I've been awfully busy lately. Applying for a new job, studying for exams and dealing with the host of problems that have presented itself to me. I'm managing, to varying degrees.

I'm not actually smart, I just prep for a class like I'm going into battle