1. http://seananmcguire.tumblr.com/post/99119737765/keyofnik-as-i-went-outside-one-of-our-crows →

    keyofnik:

    As I went outside, one of our crows flew from like a block away specifically to fuck with Puppy. It would follow her from spot to spot in the yard, up in the trees, and kept functionally “barking” at her. (It sounded exactly like what you’d think, if a bird tried to bark, it was…

  2. unclewhisky:

theshadiertwin:

unclewhisky:

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poppunk-notcollars:

iamtheralrus:

holy shit.

For the win

THIS IS MY PHILOSOPHY.

I kinda doubt this is a real Seuss quote, but I like the idea behind it nevertheless.

It’s a real Seuss quote.

…huh! I stand corrected.

    unclewhisky:

    theshadiertwin:

    unclewhisky:

    vastderp-placeholder:

    poppunk-notcollars:

    iamtheralrus:

    holy shit.

    For the win

    THIS IS MY PHILOSOPHY.

    I kinda doubt this is a real Seuss quote, but I like the idea behind it nevertheless.

    It’s a real Seuss quote.

    …huh! I stand corrected.

    (Source: mexicangovernent)

  3. intersectionalfeminism:

    Bringing these back because it’s that time of year again. 

    Sources: S*T*A*R*S and golden-zephyr

  4. My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

    Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

    But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

    It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.

    — S.T.Gibson (via sarahtaylorgibson)

  5. i once saw a scientist
    on television.
    and she was speaking generally
    about science things
    (being a scientist and knowing science things
    etc.)
    and, speaking generally
    i am not a science
    person,
    and while i respect them,
    i do not have much interest
    in scientists
    or science things.
    so i went to switch the channel
    at the precise moment that the presenter sitting beside the scientist asked:
    what,
    in your opinion,
    is the most ASTOUNDING fact
    about the universe
    ?
    and this stopped me.
    because it is not often that television presenters ask such interesting questions,
    and the scientist was pursing her lips in a thoughtful way that made me think
    i wanted to her her answer
    to the interesting question.
    after a pause,
    she did not look directly at the
    camera,
    but directly at the presenter.

    did you know,
    she said,
    that there are atoms in your body.
    the presenter laughed.
    of course,
    he said.
    what else would my body be made of?

    well,
    said the scientist,
    and i did not need to look at the television screen to know
    she was smiling.
    do you know where those atoms came from?
    well,
    said the presenter.
    and he did not say anything else.
    i snickered from my place in the armchair
    and the scientist smiled again.

    the most ASTOUNDING fact that i have ever known,
    she said,
    is not a fact, specifically,
    but the story of every atom on this planet.
    the ones that make up the grass and the sea and the sand and the forests and the human
    body.
    these atoms came
    from stars.

    the presenter sat forward and so did i.

    stars,
    continued the scientist,
    are mortal
    like humans.
    they die,
    and, in their later years,
    are unstable.
    it pains me a little to say it, but a star’s death
    is far more dramatic than a human’s.
    is it? asked the presenter.
    the scientist was looking at him still,
    and i felt strongly as though i was listening in on a very private
    conversation.

    it is, the scientist nodded. the stars
    i am referring to,
    she said,
    collapsed and exploded a very long time ago, and scattered their enriched guts across
    the entire universe.
    here, she paused, and her words caught in my mind in a way that made me wonder
    if she was a scientist
    or a poet.
    their guts, she said whilst sipping from a glass of water, were splayed across every
    inch
    of time and space.
    these guts were made of the
    fundamental ingredients
    of life and existence.
    carbon and oxygen and nitrogen and hydrogen and all the
    rest of it.
    all in the bellies of these stars that flung themselves across the universe in protest when it was their time to die.

    and then? asked the presenter.
    the scientist’s lips quirked upwards. and then, she said.
    it all became parts of gas clouds.
    ones that condense and collapse and will form our next solar systems -
    billions of stars with billions of planets to orbit them.
    and these planets have the ingredients of life sewed into the very fabric
    of their own lives.

    so, she said, smile still playing on her lips -
    where do your atoms come from?
    from those gas clouds, said the presenter.
    no, said the scientist.
    from those stars.

    every atom, every molecule, every inhale and exhale and beat of your heart, is traceable
    to the crucibles that cooked life itself.
    and you are sitting here and so am i and so are your viewers at home,
    and we’re all in the universe, aren’t we?
    yes, said the presenter.
    but i’ll tell you what’s even better, the scientist smiled wider.
    the universe is in us. your atoms and my atoms and your camera men’s atoms came from those stars. you’re connected and relevant without even having to try. you are made of stardust and the fabric of the universe.
    that is the most ASTOUNDING fact
    i can tell you.
    the presenter smiled and the scientist smiled wider and i smiled too,

    and later i switched the channel to something less scientific
    and wondered if i should feel small,
    tiny and insignificant in relation to the stars that collapsed and exploded and
    threw themselves everywhere.
    and that is how my mother found me,
    sitting on the sofa.
    and she asked me what was
    wrong,
    and i said,
    nothing. i’m just a lot smaller than stars are.
    my mother is very literal woman. as such, her natural response was:
    of course you’re not. don’t you see how small stars are?
    that’s only from a distance,
    i said.
    maybe you’re looking at yourself from a distance too, she said.

    and she left the room and it is years later now, but i still
    think about the scientist and what she said
    and my mother and what she said
    and i still see the presenter on television.
    and i still think that the stars are very big
    but now i think,
    they are in me.
    so i am big too.

    — 'the most astounding fact' - j.c., inspired by neil degrass tyson’s talk of the same name (via girlonfired)

  6. glorious-hunger:

    I WANT TO BE THIS FUCKING CUTE PLS

    (Source: aristocratictrash)

  7. So, my friend is stage managing Macbeth and made this status today…

    the-enochian-starchild-earendil:

    fuckingmultiverse:

    letsgivethesekidsashow:

    honeychildplease:

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    I’m quite pleased with this.

    Rapping this out loud in my empty classroom like swag.

    WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WADDUP I AM A BIG SCOT

    I’M SO PUMPED ABOUT SOME VISION THAT THE WITCHES GOT

    I WILL BE THANE, SO SAYS THE PROPHECY

    THAT PEOPLE LIKE “DAMN, MACBETH DESERVES GLORY”

    I reblogged this so fast guys

  8. amondra:

zilliah:

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Ne, Ne, by 追川うそ

This makes me weepy every time I see it. MONSTER DUDE LOVES HER SO MUCH!!

Fuck! I have been searching the world over for this again! I am saving it so I never lose it again.

    amondra:

    zilliah:

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    Ne, Ne, by 追川うそ

    This makes me weepy every time I see it.
    MONSTER DUDE LOVES HER SO MUCH!!

    Fuck! I have been searching the world over for this again! I am saving it so I never lose it again.

  9. WILLKOMMEN, BIENVENUE, WELCOME! - Spirit And Flesh Magazine

    (Source: blackandwhitestriped)

  10. comeupkid415:

lolfactory:

The anthropologists decided that this tribe was to remain “uncontacted”.

This is one of the best things iv seen today

    comeupkid415:

    lolfactory:

    The anthropologists decided that this tribe was to remain “uncontacted”.

    This is one of the best things iv seen today