Classic Pelicans and Penguins, all in a row. Happy #throwbackthursday

let no shelf call itself happy until it has hosted an old Penguin or two

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These are known as the Pitcairn/Putnam pistols. According to family tradition, during the fighting on April 19, 1775, Major Pitcairn lost control of his horse which bolted with his saddle bags and a fine pair of pistols. The horse was recovered and the pistols were given to Major Israel Putnam. In 1879 they were donated to the town of Lexington.

It’s highly unlikely that these pistols actually belonged to Pitcairn though. For one thing the heraldic crest on the pistols belong to the Crosbie family, and Captain William Crosbie was listed among the wounded that day. 

Lots of stories got attached to Pitcairn because he was in command of the men on Lexington that day, so he was someone that New Englanders loved to hate. 

They’re still a beautiful pair of pistols with important historical importance because of their connection to the fighting on April 19, 1775, to Israel Putnam, and to the Revolutionary War.

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           when you love it [x]

"Start by pulling him out of the fire and
hoping that he will forget the smell.
He was supposed to be an angel but they took him
from that light and turned him into something hungry,
something that forgets what his hands are for when they
aren’t shaking.
He will lose so much, and you will watch it all happen
because you had him first, and you would let the world
break its own neck if it means keeping him.
Start by wiping the blood off of his chin and
pretending to understand.
Repeat to yourself
“I won’t leave you, I won’t leave you”
until you fall asleep and dream of the place
where nothing is red.
When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you love it.
Oh, when you used to sing it to sleep.
Here are your upturned hands.
Give them to him and watch how he prays
like he is learning his first words.
Start by pulling him out of another fire,
and putting him back together with the pieces
you find on the floor.
There is so much to forgive, but you do not
know how to forget.
When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you are the reason it has become so mangled.
Here is your humble offering,
obliterated and broken in the mouth
of this abandoned church.
He has come back to stop the world
from turning itself inside out, and you love him, you do,
so you won’t let him.
Tell him that you will never know any better.
Pretend to understand why that isn’t good enough."

Caitlyn Siehl, "Start Here" (via alonesomes)


Dante and Virgile in Hell, detail (1850)

William-Adolphe Bouguereau

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15 Days of Fanmixes: Day 12 (songs that cheer you up)

Perky Goth [Listen]

Spooky songs that make me happy.

01 The Gothest Girl I Can - Corb Lund | 02 Spooky Scary Skeletons (remix) - The Living Tombstone 03 To Life - A Shoggoth on the Roof | 04 Friday I’m in Love - The Cure | 05 The F-Ck Is This (Short Song Cover Inspired By A Tumblr Post) - James Gamez | 06 Move Your Dead Bones - Dr. Reanimator | 07 If Your Kisses Can’t Hold the Man You Love - Rasputina | 08 Eyeball Kid - Tom Waits | 09 The Mechanical Girl - Aurelio Voltaire | 10 Dead Man’s Party - Oingo Boingo | 08 Bring Frankenstein Back to My Street - G4GORILLA

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About to start churning out a series of essays about Dr. Jekyll, hopefully. For now it’s Drugs and the Doctor: A Strange Case of Addiction in Jekyll and Hyde and also Dorian and the Doctor: Directional Duality in Doctor Jekyll and Dorian Gray, and pending my ability to work it into the first essay, possibly, The Dual Doctor: The Construction of Hyde. I just KNOW you’re all waiting with bated breath for a cohesive series of wittily titled essays about literature, don’t lie.