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Memoria/Moria • 35; Utah; nonbinary/genderfluid (they/he/she) • A little bit of everything, maybe
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Is this anything
December 1, 2025 at 8:29 PM
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Arthurian Legend fan finally reads Arthurian Legend for the first time
A copy of the Penguin English Library edition of Le Morte d'Arthur (volume 1l by Sir Thomas Mallory, below the title is a medieval style painting of a wedding scene
November 26, 2025 at 2:25 PM
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Trying to remember how to draw
November 22, 2025 at 12:12 AM
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E. A. Robinson: For a Dead Lady
E. A. ROBINSON For a Dead Lady No more with overflowing light Shall fill the eyes that now are faded, Nor shall another's fringe with night Their woman-hidden world as as they did. No more shall quiver down the days The flowing wonder of her ways, Whereof no language may requite The shifting and the many-shaded. The grace, divine, definitive, Clings only as a faint forestalling; The laugh that love could not forgive Is hushed, and answers to no calling; The forehead and the little ears Have gone where Saturn keeps the years; The breast where roses could not live Has done with rising and with falling. The beauty, shattered by the laws That have creation in their keeping, No longer trembles at applause, Or over children that are sleeping; And we who delve in beauty's lore Know all that we have known before Of what inexorable cause Makes Time so vicious in his reaping.
November 6, 2025 at 10:43 PM
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Found this digging through boxes that never got unpacked looking for other books

Fifty Years of American Poetry (1984), a collection of 126 poems by American poets for the 50th anniversary of The Academy of American Poets.

A thread to document ones I especially like!
November 6, 2025 at 10:39 PM
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I caved.

But like, y'all

Y'ALL
November 3, 2025 at 9:54 PM
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...Is losing the 50/50 early (first 10 pull after getting Galbrena) a different kind of luck?
November 1, 2025 at 2:37 AM
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💀🎃👻🍫🍭
October 31, 2025 at 6:39 PM
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Do I wear this outfit when I go to lunch with mom and her friends tomorrow
Selfie taken from a slightly raised angle, with half the face out of frame. The subject is wearing a cropped black polo shirt with a white collar and a small pattern of skulls and roses in white The same subject as the previous photo, but in this photo they are standing back from the camera for a full body shot with their face still out of frame. The shirt is the same as the previous photo, worn with black jeans with a button fly.
October 28, 2025 at 1:31 AM
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House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski, page 384
Roman numerals XVII (17) A section of a poem in German: Wer du auch seist: Am abend tritt hinaus aus deiner Stube, drin du alles weißt; als letztes vor der Ferne liegt dein Haus: Wer du auch seist. Rilke Next to the author's name is a footnote notation 357 Footnote from the previous image providing a translation: "Whoever you are, go out into the evening,/ leaving your room, of which you know each bit;/ your house is the last before the infinite, / whoever you are." As translated by C. F. MacIntyre. Rilke: Selected Poems (Berkeley: University of California Press, 1940), р. 21. — Ed. "Ed" in this case is short for editors
October 27, 2025 at 2:06 PM
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October 26, 2025 at 7:39 AM
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THE BEST EVENT IS BACK AGAIN
October 26, 2025 at 7:37 AM
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House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski l, page 306

(Yes the previous post was from a page after this, that's the HoL Experience)
"I don't know how I'm going to get back. The radio's dead. If I can find my pack and Jed's, I'll have water and food for at least three days with maybe four days worth of batteries. But what will that do? Non gratum anus rodentum. Hell." Translation from the footnote: "Not worth a rat's ass." - Ed.
October 22, 2025 at 4:42 PM
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Do I...need it...

I feel like I need it, I don't normally like empire waists but it's SO CUTE
October 21, 2025 at 4:06 PM
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House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski, page 543
[B] March 14, 1969 Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin eu line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share.
October 20, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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I don't remember what it took to get August and Iuno (except getting close to hard pity) but FOR ONCE IN WUWA I WON MY 50/50 WITH GALBRENA (At like pull 75/80 lmao)

So far go Augusta and Iuno's signature weapons (close to pity...) and hoping for better luck with Galbrena's 🫠
October 15, 2025 at 12:58 AM
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Did a couple tier-lists, individual tiers are in extremely approximate order

Didn't do v3 or the Monocubs (or whatever they're called) on the Dangan Ronpa one, and C-tier is basically just "no strong opinion" after Ryoko
October 3, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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Turnus (Book 9, lines 196-207)
I have no need of Vulcan's arms nor any need of a thousand keels against the Trojans. And straight off they can take all of the Tuscans as comrades. Here they need not fear the darkness, the shameful theft of their Palladium, the murder of the high tower's guardians. The dark womb of a horse will not hide us. In broad daylight, in sight of all, I mean to gird their walls with fire. They will know that what they face is not a quarrel with Danaans or with Pelasgian boys whom Hector held at bay ten years.
September 29, 2025 at 3:00 PM
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September 28, 2025 at 5:58 AM
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One of the funniest Wipeout screens I've gotten
September 28, 2025 at 5:58 AM
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Beef marinated in balsamic vinaigrette with Spanish rice (no tomatoes because I hate them) and cauliflower
September 28, 2025 at 2:21 AM
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Made rice pudding to feel some positive emotions
September 27, 2025 at 4:09 AM
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Book 7
For Mars was able to destroy the giant race of the Lapithae; Diana's anger could take the land of ancient Calydon- and even from the father of the gods: and were the Lapithae so criminal, did Calydon deserve such ravaging? But I, great wife of Jove-who left no thing undared, who tried all ways in wretchedness- am beaten by Aeneas. If my power is not enough, I shall not hesitate to plead for more, from anywhere; if I cannot bend High Ones, then I shall move hell. I cannot keep him from the Latin kingdoms: so be it, let Lavinia be his wife, as fates have fixed. But I can still hold off that moment and delay these great events, can still strike down the nations of both kings. Then let the son- and father-in-law pay for peace with their own peoples' death. Virgin, your dowry will be Latin blood and Trojan, your bridal matron is to be Bellona. For Cisseus daughter, Hecuba, will not have been the only one to bear a torch and nuptial flames within her womb; for Venus own son will be the same another Paris, another brand to burn new Pergamus."
September 24, 2025 at 3:12 PM
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The Aeneid of Virgil (translation by Allen Mandelbaum)

Underlining not mine
But Mnestheus, pacing midships, spurs his sailors: "Now, now rise to your oars, comrades of Hector, the ranks I chose in Troy's last agony; now, now put forth the powers, now the heart you showed in the Gaetulian quicksands, in the Ionian sea, in Malea's pursuing wavesl I, Mnestheus, do not seek the first prize anymore or try to conquer (Neptune, let those whom you so choose be victors), and yet it would be shameful to be last; my countrymen, at least shun that disgrace!"
September 18, 2025 at 3:25 PM
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An OC sketch I lost the will to do much more with
September 17, 2025 at 10:44 PM