A caelo usque ad centrum. From the sky to the center. Astra inclinant, sed non obligant. The stars incline us, they do not bind us. Crescente luce Light ever increasing Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo. If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell. Post nubila phoebus After the clouds, the...
“On April 19th I made bread”
- Ancient Rome:*exists*
- Ancient Greece:Ladies and gentlemen, I am just gonna state the obvious: we have a doppelganger in our midst. As a civilization that respects creative integrity and intellectual property, I am disgusted at how much you have copied me. Do you not have any value or respect for originality? You’re a laughing stock, it’s cheesy, it’s disgusting. I personally find it absolutely artistically atrocious. I am embarrassed to be sitting here in your presence having to even dignify you with an answer of my opinion