Persian Muslim scientists aesthetic
it was always October / in my throat.
β To My Father / To My Unborn Son, Ocean Vuong
" how disappointing, pain haunts man's life till he's gone"
-victor Reid
Itβs becoming too hard to existΒ
βThere is something waiting for us at the edge of the woods, and it is our fate to meet it.β
β Clarissa Pinkola EstΓ©s, from Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype. (via xshayarsha)
Noble Doctor aesthetics
I promise you, i was here , i felt things that made death so large it was indistinguishable from air - and i went on destroying inside it like wind in the strom.
October took out the comfort in my throat, and November the light in my eyes.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
"Alfred tennyson"
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