I’m Imploring You Bro!! Dude I Fucking Beseech Thee!!!

Reblog and put in the tags how you would die if your URL predicted your death

Saw "Ye Gods" and couldn't resist... how wretched 'twould be to render a Shakespearified Steamed Hams...

Julius Caesar, Act 1

The one good thing about the proscenium arch and the television screen alike is that if it's a "window" into people's lives, then you can have both insight and reflection.

But if you see it as a Black Mirror... Then that's where the problem is. Stanislavsky said to love the art in ourselves, not to love ourselves in the art, and I think that can be applied here in a different sense than his meaning. There's art in other people to love too, and that's what love is, I think; seeing the art in another person.

Not every story is about seeing yourself in it. Sometimes it’s about learning to see other people too.

actually not emotional over graduating university, just over losing my jstor access

where's that post with the microwaved mouse that says "let he who is without sin th"

and how do I attach it to this one

tumblr please stop telling me to wd40 a mouse

Worlds of Ursula K. Le Guin (2018), dir. Arwen Curry

your honor, i maintain that the prosecution’s video is being played in reverse. in actuality i came upon a village that was already on fire and sucked up all the flames into my special magic wand. i then moonwalked in the wrong direction for some reason

This is the pinnacle and absolute of theatre; why try to be film? Why make the proscenium your screen? Let the energy flow, let us truly, truly share in that gathering-place. For there is magic in the mingling of mensch...

love shakespeare. did a hamlet run tonight, looked someone dead in the eye to say “am i a coward?” during a speech and the fucker shrugged and nodded

It's now or nevember

looks like october is…. octover