#morituri

When suicides seek death they never stray far from where thoroughfares and highways lie; that life’s waves may not roll too faraway when they lie down in readiness to die.

Sometimes they leap from bridges into rivers, from crowds into kingdom of dead, you hear their shots amid the city traffic more than in still and fearful solitude.

For thought the ice may chill the spirit’s breath and stifle in it darkness and in grief, it still cries even at the gates of death to be once more torn backwards into life.

And so they always shun the lonely forest where stones alone receive their falling tears and where the soul’s unapprehended sorrows reverberate in laughter and in jeers.

— Georg Heym (1908)

Ash moodboard 💙

Ash Dornfeld.

Former soldier. Metal in his flesh, and ghosts in his soul. The kind of quiet that only comes after screaming one's throat raw.

“Don’t trust the silence. It’s never empty.”

The new series "Those About To Die" is astonishingly good -- and I say that as someone who did Latin all her school and university days.

I don't care about any of the characters, but that's all right -- I am in it for the insulae and the street kitchens and the phallus shaped oil lamps.

I got the feeling of being in Ancient Rome from books -- I read Anne Rice's Pandora shortly after having been in Pompeii and Herculaneum and had the feeling I could walk through her scenes, and everything fit -- but never from a fully audiovisual medium before.

Just look at the colours -- none of that white-on-white 'classicist' nonsense.

There is only one big question I have about that production.