Mary Shelley, author of Frankenstein, celebrated on Frankenstein Day
Happy Birthday, Mary Shelley! Born on this day in 1797 🫀
Mary to Percy (probably): I will hold your heart close until my death -literally- (I love the little detail of the human heart here because if you know, you know)
QUEEN OF GOTH BADDIES, NO ONE DOING IT LIKE HER
Evan Rachel Wood was so locked in as MS youtu.be/zPBv9SGgwho?...
Happiest Birthday to the woman who reinvented science fiction. Inspiring writers, artists, & goths for generations. Who despite her grief, being surrounded by misogyny, & everything else made something truly remarkable. And refused to compromise her work that continues to inspire.
“I shall thus give a general answer to the question, so frequently asked me—”How I, then a young girl, came to think of, and to dilate upon, so very hideous an idea?” Writes Mary Shelley in her introduction to the third edition of Frankenstein,1831.
In the end, at every end, all any of us have left is Hume's guillotine: "What ought to be cannot be deduced from what is."
I couldn’t write plot or dialogue so I depended on anecdotes. Mary Shelley was nineteen when she published the first edition of Frankenstein in 1818. “The corpse, seen without God and outside of science, is the utmost of abjection. It is death infecting life. Abject.” ― Julia Kristeva, 1980
Linnaeus created a wastebasket taxon “monstrosus” for “wild and monstrous humans, unknown groups, and more or less abnormal people. States Aristotle, we laugh at inferior or ugly individuals, because we feel a joy at being superior to them.
In living tissue, grey matter actually has a very light grey colour with yellowish or pinkish hues, which come from capillary blood vessels and neuronal cell bodies. What is the solution to human weather? The pinker parts of each absence? Palms, forehead, chin, knee, ankle.