Hercules Farnese. 2nd.century. CE. Roman copy after a bronze model of the 4th.century BC. marble. Uffizi Gallery. Florence.
Stars will burn through any mists,
And the ladies’ eyes, through rains of fate,
Still beamed upon the bloody lists
And lit the joust of Love and Hate.
— The Tournament: Joust II., by Sidney Lanier.
I’m no equestrian, and horses are best admired at a distance beyond which they can stomp, bite or kick - but that dapple-grey in pics 1 and 3 is a beauty, a real hero-horse, and I suspect is well aware of the fact.
View of tanks and damaged buildings in Bucharest’s central square at the conclusion of the Romanian Revolution, 1989.
we’re bros. we ride together. we die together. sometimes we suck each other’s dicks. usually we just play video games though
what a beautiful day to not be in high school