Serendipity

sometimes happiness comes from the miniscule random things in life

[lovebalm]

god im reading a text about romance fiction (especially targeted at young adults) for class and one sentence in it literally made my brain explode because ive been thinking about this kind of stuff too, how “Many people wouldn’t fall in love if they’ve never heard about it before.” and like…imagine there was no ideal/overaccentuated image of love and romance painted in postmodern mass media….how would we love? would it be purer? more authentic? what would we do differently? would we fall in love at all if we werent constantly being fed an ideal concept of love as the norm in mass media? like what is a natural process of human feelings and what is just a projection of how we want to love and want to be loved based on what we’ve seen on tv and read in books etc? in this essay i will

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

Tell me about the things you love, and the things you hate. Tell me what keeps you going, and what makes you falter. Tell me about the things that boil your blood, and the ocean you cry when no one is looking. Tell me anything. Tell me nothing. I will listen. Even when you have nothing but silence to offer. I will still listen.

Lukas W. // I will listen (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

I was told that we are made of love. Both you and I. We are not just grains of sand and dirty soil. The stardust in our veins is what we are. But unfortunately, you and I, despite the love and stardust in us, we are still not the same.

Lukas W. // Coffee thoughts #139 (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

You came as a colorless light from far away, with a different look from a different world No matter where that is, I’m ready, take me to the place where you are #fx #beautifulstranger

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

Fire Ramen, cabbage, onion, tuna #불닭볶음면 #레시피 #fireramen #🍜

[yesterdaysprint]

Santa Cruz Sentinel, California, July 25, 1936

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

When today is over It feels like tomorrow will be different Will my life be ok without you? Until the day we meet again, goodbye goodbye Until the faraway day when we meet again Goodbye, goodbye #2NE1 #goodbye #안녕 #latenightplaylist #tonightssong #reminescence

[sixpenceee]

Bison were hunted almost to extinction in the 19th century and were reduced to a few hundred by the mid-1880s. They were hunted for their skins, with the rest of the animal left behind to decay on the ground. Here we see a poacher standing on a pile of an estimate 100,000 Bison skulls.

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

#tomoe #huskypuppy #1yrold #tossingandturning #myfurbaby

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

#tomoe #huskypuppy #1yrold #happydog #loved

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

#canyoncreek #saturdaymorning #cloudsonthemountains (at Canyon Creek)

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

ET: Ajusshi, you know who I am, right? S: My first and my last… the goblin’s bride. "[...] No matter how near or far apart apart When you feel so lonely (Have you completely erased me) I’ll be here to shelter you (from your memories from yours) When you feel so lonely (While I still feel your breeze) I’ll be here here for you (holding your hands again holding your hands) [...] You’re my whole life and all my heart And I’m here home home With you With me #kimkyunghee #김경희 #andimhere #goblin #도깨비 #kimshin #euntak

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

https://www.instagram.com/p/BPyhHtsBOnG/ Guys! Anyone on here... If you're in or around Los Angeles, CA my friend bakes cakes. If anyone is interested DM her.

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

Then suddenly I'm breaking past the lies It's something magical We outta say a lullaby Into the pain I go Say our last goodbye Suddenly Tired of living the straight life Outside the lines Open up to disaster And paradise We're standing on the edge #oneokrock #suddenly #pandora #music

[awesome-ninja-assasin]

Old Dream

*I consider dreams a bit personal and don't really share unless it's with close friends. However, this one dream I had sometime last year just really stuck with me. I have the tendency to jot down my dreams in a journal so I'll share this one.* I had a dream in which I was at the bottom of a canyon. The canyon resembled the grand Canyon in Arizona in terms of shape and the sedimentary rocks it was made up; limestone, sandstone, and shale. I was down there by myself during the night, the sky was void of stars and the moon. However, it wasn't pitch black it was as bright as if the moon and stars were present. I believe I was working on a song of sorts and needed some inspiration, could explain why I was there alone. I forget much of what I said but I recall a faint voice which turned into multiple voices telling me something. I remember this intense feeling of fear and looking around for the source of said voices. After concluding that I was on my own I relaxed and attributed the voices to me being tired. Not even a minute later I hear the same voices. Among all the incoherence I heard a voice clearly tell me, "sing for me and I will set you free. Sing me a song from the heart." I have never in my entire life freestyled a more lovely song than the one I sung for that voice. True to its word the voice liberated me and I was able to make it back up the canyon. I stood at the edge peering back down to where I came from and it looked like an abyss. I then looked towards the horizon and saw what appeared to be to a double door. Curiosity gets the best of me and I start making my way towards them. As I'm walking I notice a scorpion here and there and as i get nearer a swarm of scorpions comes from no where and start chasing me. I run as fast as I can when I'm suddenly joined by a guy. He takes hold of my hand and we run, we manage to go through the door never looking back. Suddenly we're in a dark blue room still holding hands and running towards another set of doors. When we make it past those doors we find ourselves in the lobby of a movie theater. We both are out of breath and stop for a while. Not once do we show fear instead we're laughing as if we had just heard the greatest joke. I turn to face him but at that same time he hugs me. I can tell he's taller than me by the way my face lands somewhere on his chest. I sigh deeply and pull away, I can't bring myself to look at him. He tries to hold my hand but I shyly pull away asking, "are you sure about this? There's no turning back at this point." He reassures me by taking hold of my hand once more and giving it a slight squeeze. That's enough encouragement for me to push open the final doors and we step through. We are surrounded by city lights and traffic. We make our way halfway down the stairs when suddenly swarms of people come from inside the movie theater. Once more the guy takes my hand and we make a beeline towards the traffic. We try to hail a cab but to no avail. The guy then spots a bike and he tells me to get on, needless to say we make our getaway in a bike. *That's where my dreams ends.*

[cunninggreeneraven]

Why Dream Dictionaries are Mostly Garbage: Raven’s Guide to Dream Interpretation.

{Note: the following post is heavy UPG based upon over a decade of personal experience, research and observation.}

The problems with dream dictionaries is they are based on the premise of “universal symbols”. The issue with this is while dreaming does operate in the language of symbolism it’s overlooks the personal elements. Dreams speak through the languages of symbols and emotions, and these symbols are highly personal. Picture that when you dream you are putting on a play but here’s the kicker, you are everything in the play, from the other actors (in includes family members and people you know), the backdrop, the props, scenery, the animals, monsters - it is all you. Everything is a message from your subconscious to you., and it your job as the dreamer to learn the language. So how do we go about interpreting the dream? Well I’ll get to that but first things first. Dream journal. Now I know you will see pretty much every dream relate thing telling you to keep a dream journal, and their absolutely right. A dream journal is vital for your dreamwork, it is the link between worlds. By keeping a record of your dreams you are creating an open dialogue with your deeper mind. And it’s oaky if you can’t remember your dreams, even if you wake up with just a vague impression or just an emotion, even the weird dreams that seem to make no sense at all, write it all down. You are learning a new language from first hand experience and creating your own translation guide. By journaling you are encouraging and strengthening your long-term memory, it just takes dedication.You will begin to notice the pattern and reoccurring themes in your dreams when you go back and review your entries. So how do we interpret our dreams? This my 4 step process: 

First Step - How do you feel over all in the dream? 

Second Step - What parts of the dream stood out to you the most?

Third Step - What do these things personally represent to me?

Fourth Step - How do these things make me feel?

Like I mentioned above everything in your dream is a representation of some part of you, and how you feel about it is a vital part of understanding what it means. Just remember nothing is what it seem, nothing is literal. It is important that you take your time when working with a dream, you can carefully and attentively peeling away the layers to expose the core, and thus the meaning of the dream and it’s message. And don’t feel discouraged if you don’t get it write away, some dreams takes days, weeks, months, even years to understand, which is another reason why keeping a dream journal is so important so that you can keep revisiting these dreams as you grow and changes as a person. 

[710mycologyexpert]

i fucking hate dating nerds one single time i wore a star wars shirt to see a dude and he was like, “wow are u wearing that to impress me” and i said, “star wars episode 4 was seen by approximately 110 million people during its initial theatrical run in 1977”

[furious-coyote]

Congratulations. You’re dating people who for the longest time have been putting up with bullying, mocking, and scorn for most of their lives. That kind of shit stays with people. So imagine their surprise when they see a member of the opposite sex, who I’m assuming is really attractive in comparison to most people, wear attire that reps nerd culture. Which even though is accepted by the masses (if you’re reasonably attractive) is still rare. Now I’m not saying that you’re not allowed to be scornful I’m just saying expect it and don’t be surprised when you hear it. Ok? OK.

[710mycologyexpert]

why i dont date fucking nerds: exhibit B

[stele3]

Bolded emphasis mine. Gross.

[constant-instigator]

Stands on nearest chair: ATTENTION MALE NERDS. YOU ARE NOT SUFFERING FROM A SHORTAGE OF FEMALE NERDS. THERE ARE VAST NUMBERS OF US, AND WE RARELY HAVE A HARD TIME FINDING EACH OTHER. YOU ARE WITHOUT FEMALE COMPANY BECAUSE YOU ARE WHINEY ASSBABIES WHO THINK YOU OWN THINGS BECAUSE YOU LIKE THEM, AND BECAUSE YOU SOMEHOW THINK YOU SUFFER BULLYING WHEREAS GIRL NERDS SOMEHOW NEVER DO. STOP PRETENDING YOU GET TO BE ASSHOLES BECAUSE YOU HAVE A “TRAGIC PAST” OR YOU WILL DIE ALONE. IF YOU THINK GIRL NERDS DON’T GET BULLIED IT’S LIKELY BECAUSE THOSE GIRLS DON’T WANT TO TALK TO YOU, BECAUSE OF THIS SORT OF ATTITUDE.

[wizardshark]

also: fucking no one mocks nerds anymore. Game of thrones is the most watched show on tv, everyone and their mom is playing video games, dungeons and dragons is more popular than it’s ever been.

[introvertedgeek]

To conclude

[theotherwesley]

i’m obligated to reblog the Critical Whale

[thedebatersbroomcloset]

Fucking thank you