sullaturire

also if caesar’s spirit exists it’s been torn to pieces so completely that he can never be put back together again. just like that one mitski song.

meier was as close as you get though. but he said it at the start. this is my interpretation this is my caesar. not THE caesar. my caesar.

you can’t write about caesar. you just can’t do it. you can, though, write about the ghostly apparitions of his thousand selves through the centuries of literature and interpretation!

who even cares abt that caesar guy anyway

olive finally does art pertaining to caesar’s death

the demon that sits on my shoulder is whispering to me “this thesis could be a pompeius case study” but I shan’t listen! I simply shan’t!

you are not immune to Scottish as fuck flute

everybody listen to ye vagabonds btw

what they don’t tell you is that the lumineers beam can get you.