Isabella Rogge's Blog: The Redhead Writer, page 161
July 17, 2016
terpsikeraunos:
ποικιλόθρον’ ἀθανάτ Ἀφρόδιτα,παῖ Δίος δολόπλοκε, λίσσομαί σε,μή μ’ ἄσαισι μηδ’...
ποικιλόθρον’ ἀθανάτ Ἀφρόδιτα,
παῖ Δίος δολόπλοκε, λίσσομαί σε,
μή μ’ ἄσαισι μηδ’ ὀνίαισι δάμνα,
πότνια, θῦμον,
ἀλλὰ τυίδ’ ἔλθ’, αἴ ποτα κἀτέρωτα
τὰς ἔμας αὔδας ἀίοισα πήλοι
ἔκλυες, πάτρος δὲ δόμον λίποισα
χρύσιον ἦλθες
ἄρμ’ ὐπασδεύξαισα· κάλοι δέ σ’ ἆγον
ὤκεες στροῦθοι περὶ γᾶς μελαίνας
πύκνα δίννεντες πτέρ’ ἀπ’ ὠράνωἴθε-
ρος διὰ μέσσω·
αἶψα δ’ ἐξίκοντο· σὺ δ’, ὦ μάκαιρα,
μειδιαίσαισ’ ἀθανάτωι προσώπωι
ἤρε’ ὄττι δηὖτε πέπονθα κὤττι
δηὖτε κάλημμι
κὤττι μοι μάλιστα θέλω γένεσθαι
μαινόλαι θύμωι· τίνα δηὖτε πείθω
μαισ’ ἄγην ἐς σὰν φιλότατα; τίς σ’, ὦ
Ψά]πφ’, ἀδικήει;
καὶ γὰρ αἰ φεύγει, ταχέως διώξει,
αἰ δὲ δῶρα μὴ δέκετ’, ἀλλὰ δώσει,
αἰ δὲ μὴ φίλει, ταχέως φιλήσει
κωὐκ ἐθέλοισα.
ἔλθε μοι καὶ νῦν, χαλέπαν δὲ λῦσον
ἐκ μερίμναν, ὄσσα δέ μοι τέλεσσαι
θῦμος ἰμέρρει, τέλεσον, σὺ δ’ αὔτα
σύμμαχος ἔσσο.
Intricate-throned undying Aphrodite,
snare-weaving child of Zeus, I beg of you,
do not break my heart with longing or sorrow,
o queen,
but come here, if ever before
hearing my cries from afar
you listened, and leaving your father’s house
you came, yoking
your chariot of gold; and beautiful they bore you,
swift sparrows across dark earth,
whirling quick-beating wings, from heaven
through mid-sky;
suddenly they arrived; and you, blessed one,
a smile on your immortal face,
asked what I had suffered this time, and why again
I called you
and what I wished most dearly to happen
in my tormented heart; “Whom should I persuade,
contriving that she respond to your love? Who,
Sappho, wrongs you?
For if she flees you, soon she will pursue,
and if she rejects your gifts, yet she will give them,
and if she does not love you, soon she will love you,
even unwillingly.”
Come to me again now, and free me from
unbearable distress, and as much as my heart
longs to accomplish, make it so, and you yourself
battle at my side.
-Sappho (Lobel-Page 1)
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dreadpiratekhan:
dreadpiratekhan:
A Swedish woman hitting a...
A Swedish woman hitting a neo-Nazi protester with her handbag. The woman was reportedly a concentration camp survivor. [1985]
Volunteers learn how to fight fires at Pearl Harbor [c. 1941 - 1945]
Maud Wagner, the first well-known female tattoo artist in the U.S. [1907]
A 106-year old Armenian woman protecting her home with an AK-47. [1990]
Komako Kimura, a prominent Japanese suffragist at a march in New York. [October 23, 1917]
Margaret Hamilton, lead software engineer of the Apollo Project, standing next to the code she wrote by hand that was used to take humanity to the moon. [1969]
Erika, a 15-year-old Hungarian fighter who fought for freedom against the Soviet Union. [October 1956]
Sarla Thakral, 21 years old, the first Indian woman to earn a pilot license. [1936]
Voting activist Annie Lumpkins at the Little Rock city jail. [1961] (freakin’ immaculate)
Now with more awesomesauce!
Female pilots leaving their B-17, “Pistol Packin’ Mama” [c. 1941 - 1945]
The first basketball team from Smith college. [1902]
Filipino guerilla, Captain Nieves Fernandez, shows a US soldier how she killed Japanese soldiers during the occupation. [1944]
Afghani medical students. [1962] (man, screw fundamentalism.)
A British sergeant training members of the ‘mum’s army’ Women’s Home Defence Corps during the Battle of Britain. [1940]
and just to wrap up…
Nina Simone, one of the most talented vocalists of the 20th century.
sushinfood:
republicangarbage:
acciolunas:
the-vaudevillain:
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Men are fucking disgusting, part 2485726364784483762367472636474
What the ACTUAL fuck?
do…men understand that you cant just….buy birth control…in the store………….like condoms?????? you…cant really shop around…for birth control?????
Also you don’t like??? Take MORE??? Because you’re having a ton of sex??? Like you always take the same amount wtf
men are so fucking oblivious we need better sex ed
“Don’t know how to shop” I’m physically repelled omg
“a party favor” someone kick this man in the head
innocent-woodchip:
cc-videos:
vinegod:
when ppl point out ur...
when ppl point out ur bra straps by Mikaela Long
Person 1: [whispering] Psst. I can see your bra straps!
Person 2: Huh? [screaming] Oh my god!!
Person 1: [also screaming] They’re so so ugly!!
Person 2: What do I do??
Person 1 [high pitched screaming]
This is a masterpiece
July 16, 2016
rumblespheres:
officialunitedstates:
what’s with these people telling me I’m “full of myself”?? of...
what’s with these people telling me I’m “full of myself”?? of course I’m full of myself what else is my body supposed to be full of
bees
my fever thoughts the last two days:
While sick in bed I kept thinking, or rather my brain kept thinking with or without my input, about the sheer overwhelming volume of fiction human beings have produced, like the number of myths, legends, novels, comics, games, movies, plays, original characters and even dreams and imaginary friends felt so vast and all encompassing that it seemed to dwarf all of our other achievements as a species and the sheer immensity and pointlessness of it all felt almost terrifying until suddenly my foggy mind was like “whoa, whoa, wait, WAIT A MINUTE….THAT’S WHAT WE ARE!!!!!! WE’RE THE STORYTELLER PLANET, THAT’S OUR THING IN THE UNIVERSE!”
So that turned into all these scenarios where for whatever reason most other sentience races could have technological power beyond our comprehension but still no knack for concocting even rudimentary child-level fiction and are so easily entertained by any shit we can make up that it’s basically our superpower
Humans end up paying their way across the galaxy just making things up as they go along and even our worst most garbage pieces of media become an almost priceless commodity.
You’re cornered by a tentareaver from the bloodstar or
whatever and she’s all “SO, EARTHBEAST…TELL ME ONE OF THESE FAMOUS FICSHUNS OF YOURS AND I’LL CONSIDER SPARING YOUR LIFE”
*sigh*…okay, once upon a time there was a tentareaver…
“WAS SHE OF THE FLESHRENDER CASTE????”
….Yes, the most beautiful fleshrender in her whole clusterhive.
“TEE HEE”
