For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.
CASE CLOSED.
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"No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in. Freak out. Get beaten."
-Hunter S. Thompson
For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.
CASE CLOSED.
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the sound of the wind blowing through the bustling trees forever calms me
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Dragon’s Breath is a very gorgeous type of opal made into many types of jewelry.
They look like gateways to other dimensions… :O
That top left one looks like it’s plotting to take over Middle Earth
perpetually squealing
This machine allows anyone to work for minimum wage for as long as they like. Turning the crank on the side releases one penny every 4.97 seconds, for a total of $7.25 per hour. This corresponds to minimum wage for a person in New York. This piece is brilliant on multiple levels, particularly as social commentary. Without a doubt, most people who started operating the machine for fun would quickly grow disheartened and stop when realizing just how little they’re earning by turning this mindless crank. A person would then conceivably realize that this is what nearly two million people in the United States do every day…at much harder jobs than turning a crank. This turns the piece into a simple, yet effective argument for raising the minimum wage.
god damn
(Source: bencrowther, via docislegend)
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letters to myself
(I did not write this)
Dear Jillian,
I am so sorry you are struggling. I am here. Breathe with me. I know that you feel afraid and that you judge yourself so harshly. One day, you will learn that you do not have to. In the meantime, I forgive you. I know you learned this habit so long ago. And, I know it is not personal. I know that you love me.
I know that you are confounded by opinions. I know that these make you feel weak and insecure. You are not your judgements or comparisons. I know that you long to live in the disordered world of black and white because that is what you learned. I forgive you. And, I want you to know that I am so proud of how you’ve actively chosen not to take that way out. Thank you for this care.
I want to remind you that you cannot fail. You cannot fail because you have me, and I’ll remind you that you are love. I’ll remind you this today and every day. I’ll love you when you (mistakenly) make yourself wrong until you’ve learned how wrong does not exist. Please remember my dear, you’re doing something honest. Your vulnerability is strength, not weakness. Please feel your strength. And, please notice how I never compare you. I am your advocate, your friend, and your family. I will not leave you. I love you. I will continue to love you like this until you learn to do the same.
Thank you for giving me a wonderful home. And, thank you for being open to the struggle. I cannot wait for us all to celebrate your loveliness together.
always,your heart