me, experiencing ecstatic joy in a library:
a poem by Emily Dickinson
Merry Christmas/Happy holidays! Here’s an old painting but recolored ✨
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“Some books are to be tasted
Others to be swallowed
And some few to be chewed and digested”
-Francis Bacon
You saw her in the distance while on a nightly walk, 8 feet tall, 3 eyes like glowing coals, and a crown of horns growing from her head. In other words, gorgeous.
English Gothic Cathedrals
A History of Architecture on the Comparative Method by Sir Banister Fletcher
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