Lost In Time

Reindeers are better than people.

[emiliaaclarke]

She’s not a princess, she’s a khaleesi.

[besmirched-butterfly]

More Fire, Less Nudity For "Game Of Thrones"!

Are you disturbed by the amount of nudity on TV? Do you watch "Game of Thrones"? Do you love Daenerys's dragons? Then this article is for you!

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[besmirched-butterfly]

I just discovered this while shopping on Poshmark: Short Red Satin Bubble Dress. Check it out! #poshmark #fashion #shopping

[intoasylum]

(insp)

[thefuckinland-blog]

“Fuck this shit we’re gonna have sex.”

[coltre]

what do you mean you can’t go out anymore I prepared psychologically for 72 hours for this

[herenolonger]

“How about if I go first?” “But you don’t have to shave your whole head…”

[dancingtotaylorsbeat]

ACTUAL ANGEL

[this-sick-swift]

This is very important

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IMPORTANT

[dearjohnfuckyou]

“she does it for attention/ good publicity” lmao okay

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if you ever think history isn’t an important subject just remember that my friend’s solution to poverty was to “just print more money”

[imjustagirllivinginherownworld]

Well isn’t it?

[bxgdanow-deactivated20170102]

tell that to the weimar republic

[transkieran]

[horrified german screaming in the distance]

[lovecastsoutfear]

Ok so many people may not know what this is about.  After World War I in Germany the country was pretty much bankrupt and on top of that they were being forced by the allies to pay restitution for the war.  In order to try to fix these problems the Weimar Republic which was the government that took over after the war decided to just print more money.  Because of this the country faced hyperinflation which basically means that everything became majorly expensive and the money was pretty much worthless. This is a picture of a man that is  literally carrying money around in a wheelbarrow because that is how much money it took to pay for things: 

These are some children playing with stacks of money because they were cheaper than toys:

And here is another:

So in short no you cannot fix poverty by printing more money.  

[broken-from-memories]

Fun fact - It was cheaper to use paper money as fuel than to actually buy the wood needed to generate heat during the 1923 hyperinflation period in Germany:

A 50 million mark banknote from 1923:

Germany had to fix this by reforming the German Reichsbank. So printing more money creates more problems than solutions.

[starriewolf]

Is nobody going to mention Zimbabwe? At the peak of its hyperinflation in 2008, the inflation rate was 79.6 billion percent. They had to start printing ONE BILLION DOLLAR notes. It was actually higher than one billion, but they had to start throwing zero’es off the end (and we’re talking a DOZEN zeroes) to make counting easier. Because nobody can handle “one trillion trillion dollars” (25 zeroes, in case you’re interested) as the basic unit of currency.

By the mid-2000s shops were changing the prices of items every hour. People were getting paid several times a day. Workers (and I’m talking white-collar workers here) would run out of the door during lunchtime and sweep everything off the shelves because the prices of basic necessities could have doubled by the time they get off work.

All this, because someone decided “let’s print more money” is a valid band-aid instead of fixing the actual underlying issues in the economy. Instead of, you know, learning from history.

Also, common sense will probably tell you that if you print more money, money naturally becomes more worthless.

[spinningrims]

i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls

[groovian-whovian]

Never don’t reblog this. There are so many people who have such bad anxiety about phone calls. This can save so many lives

[melluhhhhnie]

Anyone who reblogs this before August 15 will get a cute little doodle

based off of your url, bio, about, or your posts :-)) (or maybe icon idk)

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okay i know no one cares but seriously i cant stand green jellybeans and i love red jellybeans but im red green colorblind do you see my problem

[inklins]

i can see your problem but you cant

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@everyone who is still reblogging this: fight me

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[shutupblanka]

every woman on tumblr should have this on their dash

[multi-coloredmountains]

And every man

[setbabiesonfire]

Look how nobody’s yelling or arguing or making things into a competition. Look how this is to straight up educate people through a different perspective. Look how effective that makes the message.

[b-ak3d]

The last one really hit me. I never really thought about something like that could actually impact a woman’s life. Damn…

[cutedirtydog-blog]

Painting in gouache today.

[wumingsflower]

[tai-korczak]

23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain

Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.

Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.

Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.

Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.

Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.

Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.

Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.

Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.

Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening

Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.

Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.

Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.

Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.

Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.

Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.

Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.

Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.

[fishingboatproceeds]

I’m pretty sure these are all taken from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, a blog that creates beautiful new words that we need but do not yet have.

[fishingboatproceeds]

"You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them." will you just... talk about this some?

Sure! This is one of the most-quoted lines from my novel An Abundance of Katherines. Let me begin with some context: Katherines is a novel about a child prodigy named Colin Singleton who has been dumped over and over again by girls named Katherine. Colin is an annoying kid who struggles socially, and he also–like many contemporary teenagers and adults–believes that the most important thing a human being can do is Be In A Romantic Relationship.

Our obsession with romantic (i.e., sexualized) love is really fascinating to me, because I think it is 1. relatively new, and 2. kind of distinctly capitalistic in a bunch of interesting/troubling ways. (Like, I think the romantic love obsession hinges at least partly on us being taught by every advertisement we see that real fulfillment can only be found in a romantic/sexual relationship. Advertisements tell us this because it turns out people are more likely to spend money on items for their sexual partners than for their nonsexual partners, which goes back to like base evolutionary calculations. You also see this behavior in lots of other animals, but right, I am DEFINITELY DIGRESSING.)  

So anyway I think one of the byproducts of our obsession with romantic love is that it ends up feeling as if *losing* a romantic partner–the process of missing them–is more intense and powerful than being with a romantic partner, because when you are dating someone, the contemporary culture would have you believe that you are In The Natural State of Things. When that relationship ends, you have been thrown out of Eden and find yourself lacking the one thing that is supposed to make your life worth living, which is of course a far more intense experience than Being In The Natural State of Things.

But this is not the only way to construct romantic love, and in fact you will probably find that no romantic relationship on its own can lead to a fulfilling life and that the vampiric romance novels and Hollywood movies (and to some extent, also the John Green novels) that indicate otherwise are telling you a pleasant and attractive and arguably-corrosive-but-also-arguably-helpful lie.

What Colin must eventually seek is the kind of romantic relationship wherein you love the person more than you will later miss them. (Such relationships do exist. I promise.)

In short, Colin Singleton believed in the validity of that quote in the middle of the novel I wrote about him. But that is not to say that I believe it, or even that the novel believes it by its conclusion.

All that said, novels belong to their readers, so my opinion isn’t that important. If people find something in my stories that they think is true or interesting or helpful, I am always grateful.

tl;dr: Many people (including the character in my novel) think you can never love people as much as you can miss them. I think in the end you can–and must–love others more than you could ever miss them.