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“My mother boils seawater. It sits all afternoon simmering on the stovetop, almost two gallons in a big soup pot. The windows steam up and the house smells like a storm. In the evening, a crust of salt is all that’s left at the bottom of the pot. My mother scrapes it out with a spoon. We each lick a fingertip and dip them in the salt and it’s softer than you’d think, less like sand and more like snow. We lay our fingertips on our tongues, right in the middle. It tastes like salt but like something else, too—wide, and dark. It tastes like drowning, or like falling asleep on the shore and only waking up when the tide has come up to your feet and you wonder if you’d gone on sleeping, would you have sunk?”
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Entre los individuos como entre las naciones, el respeto al derecho ajeno es la paz
-Benito Juárez (via mexicanfoodporn)
Between individuals, as between nations, respect for the rights of others is peace.
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What’s your favorite term of venery? We enjoy of a shrewdness of apes, though a kindle of kittens is always nice to have around the house.
I’ve always loved murder of crows, but barren of mules and singular of boars are just the right amount of confusing/seemingly contradictory.
“Tiding of Magpies”, usually, but “Deceit of Lapwings” is growing on me.
“Exaltation of Larks.” Or, if I may go off-list, a Storytelling of Ravens.
Ambush of Tigers is forever my fave.
Obstinacy of Buffalo 4 lyfe!
A flap of nuns. Ostentation of peacocks. A mount of porn stars.
A form of Platonists. A skulk of thieves.Posted on April 18, 2013 via Lapham's Quarterly with 3,083 notes
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Oh, I don’t mean you’re handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they’re beautiful. They’re wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire.
Charles Bukowski (via callofthemountains)(via cannedmonster)
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The moon is a white strange world… The moon that pulls the tides, and the moon that controls the menstrual periods of women, and the moon that touches the lunatics, she is not the mere dead lump of the astronomist. When we describe the moon as dead we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void we are describing our own unbearable emptiness.
D.H. Lawrence, Introduction to The Dragon of the Apocalypse by Frederick Carter (via frenchtwist) -
“Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing.”
― Salvador DalíPosted on April 1, 2013 via this isn't happiness. with 5,160 notes
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How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?
Ray Bradbury (via moord)(via autumnsawsbucks)
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Photos of Children From Around the World With Their Most Prized Possessions
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Posted on March 19, 2013 via Fast Company with 452 notes
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setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:
Exactly.
Imagine a wall full of circular holes, that circles can keep walking in and out of with no difficulty.
Now imagine that the triangles manage to get the resources together, after years of not being able to fit through the circle’s holes, to drill a single triangle space into the wall.
Now imagine that the circle — who previously supported the triangle’s efforts because they are well-rounded (har) and value equality — comes along and sees the construction project. But instead of being happy, they get angry.
“Well, I won’t be able to fit through your hole!!!!” the circle cries.
“I helped you get the drill!!!!” the circle shrieks.
“Make it fit me too!!!!” the circle demands.
The triangles, barely holding it together enough to get a triangle hole together, stare at the circle in confusion.
“You have all the holes you need,” the triangles explain. “This is for us. You don’t need to fit through our hole, too.”
“YOU’RE BEING UNEQUAL AND HURTING MY FEELINGS!” the circle wails. “I DON’T SUPPORT YOUR HOLE IF IT DOESN’T FIT ME TOO. GIVE ME MY DRILL BACK.”
“It’s not your drill, it’s our drill. You helped us get it, because you said you cared.”
“I ONLY CARED WHEN I THOUGHT YOU’D MAKE A HOLE EVERYONE COULD FIT THROUGH. YOU’RE PERPETUATING INEQUALITY!!!”
“Why is it up to us, the small group that has never been able to fit through the wall at all, to make a hole everyone can use? Why isn’t it up to you, the people who have been able to cross back and forth at will for years? We just want to see the other side; why are you yelling at us?”
“I DIDN’T ASK TO BE BORN A CIRCLE, OMG. I’VE HAD TO WORK HARD ALL MY LIFE TOO. YOU’RE JUST BEING BIGOTED AGAINST ME BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I CAN’T CONTROL, JUST LIKE EVERYONE IS AGAINST YOU.”
“You are interfering with our project and asking us to comfort you while we’re trying to make progress. Please leave.”
“I’m going to tell everyone about this,” the circle warns. “Nobody will support you now.”
“Apparently nobody ever did,” the triangles sigh, getting back to work.
It’s kind of sad
That we have to draw comics using colorful shapes
To explain systematic inequality to people
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Fan fiction is a way of the culture repairing the damage done in a system where contemporary myths are owned by corporations instead of owned by the folk.
Henry Jenkins, in Textual Poachers: Media Fans and Participatory Culture (via jaimelannister)(via janoda)
Posted on March 18, 2013 via Quotatious Quotations with 10,369 notes
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This ad campaign for a Lebanese organization called KAFA, which promotes gender equality and works to end violence against women, turns the sound wave patterns of derogatory words into physical wounds. The result is a sad but powerful reminder of just how deeply scarring verbal abuse can be.
Photographer: James Day
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B.P.R.D.: 1948 #5 by Max Fiumara
Speaks volumes on body image and the lengths to which self-loathing will lead.
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