

WHERE IS THE REAL WINTER I SIGNED UP FOR WHEN I MOVED TO THIS WRETCHED PROVINCE!?
…no offence Ontario.
I actually like you quite a lot… but this winter sucks nugs. I wanted to go Ice sailing!
Pherenike
(Source: howieguja, via thenautica)
Lysander, we walk in the footsteps of the greats. Pherenike

Colonial India, Raj Style Necklace in the Form of Fish, tiger claws/gold, c. 1890.
And this is my fishy bling… MADE OF TIGER CLAWS. P.
(via blushing)

Early Hellenistic Ancient Greek (current Bulgaria), Nike Earrings, gold, c. 4th century BC.
Pherenike Bling! Gotta be a winner if you rocked these. P.
(via blushing)

Charles Demuth. I Saw the Figure 5 in Gold (To W.C.W.). 1928. Oil on cardboard, 90.2 x 76.2 cm. (inspired by the poem below)
The Great Figure, William Carlos Williams (1921)
Among the rain
and lights
I saw the figure 5
in gold
on a red
firetruck
moving
tense
unheeded
to gong clangs
siren howls
and wheels rumbling
through the dark city.Source: The Poetry Foundation.
The beautiful number. Pherenike
I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia.
I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless, nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple, desperate, human way. You, with all your undumb letters, would never write so elementary a phrase as that;…
And This is a Love letter.
P.
(Source: laphamsquarterly.org)
HIS terrifying, awesome, tangled, putting the web in website, WEBSITE HERE
My own long-time favourite author. RIGHT UP MY META ALLEY. Pick one up, read it. Just do it. You’ll lose gain some abs from stifling your laughter and maybe learn a bit about the world of Classical Literature you never really knew.
As Jasper says, for those who like their Literary Fantasy spread deep, thick and silly.
Pherenike
And this one was found by Lysander herself, and is possibly the best short I have watched ever.
I am honoured to present:
The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore
For Booklovers everywhere - Watch. You will not regret.
Here begins a day of book-related posts in honour of Lysander’s literary passion, for which I have magnificent amounts of admiration, and to satisfy my enjoyment of things litararily meta. Real world within a fictional world within a fictional world within a real world? EVERYDAY WITH BREAKFAST, LUNCH AND DINNER PLEASE.
This one is called “Mourir aupres de toi” by Spike Jonze and was found by the biggest Tumblr sneaker.
link here if embed doesn’t work
Pherenike
Etta James, “Nobody Loves You Like Me”
Rest easy, Etta. Rather odd timing in that I have been thinking about little else except you in the few weeks - but I suppose even the power houses of the world come to a final sleep. Greatness. Pherenike.