meow

[kosmogrl]

[fucking-relax]

this is helpful to getting started on anything regardless of what you call it (from this post)

problem solving steps

IMPROVE distress tolerance skill

[weltenwellen]

How Far Away We Are

Ada Limón

[bestiolin]

Catstronomy - Lim Heng Swee.

[probablyasocialecologist]

What If We Called It the ‘Flax Age’ Instead of the ‘Iron Age’?

Correcting the Historical Bias Against Domestic Materials

Archaeology has traditionally had a fundamental bias against fabric. Fabrics are after all highly perishable, withering away within months or years, and only rarely leaving traces behind for those coming millennia later to find. Archaeologists—predominantly male—gave ancient ages names like “Iron” and “Bronze,” rather than “Pottery” or “Flax.” This implies that metal objects were the principal features of these times, when they are simply often the most visible and long-lasting remnants. Technologies using perishable materials, such as wood and textiles, may well have been more pivotal in the daily lives of the people who lived through them, but evidence of their existence has, for the most part, been absorbed back into the earth.

There are exceptions, of course, and traces can and do survive, usually thanks to an unusual climate: freezing, damp anaerobic conditions or extremely dry ones. The climate in Egypt, for example, is ideal for preserving all manner of usually perishable things and we subsequently know far more about ancient Egyptian textiles than those from most other regions. As archaeology has matured and diversified, scholars have increasingly looked for—and found—evidence of fine, complex textiles stretching farther back than anyone would have guessed. Their beauty and the skill needed to make them suggest a very different image of our earliest forebears than the club-wielding, simpleminded thugs of popular imagination.

[ifeelsickening]

Reposting this coz i saw it in my camera roll again this is by far one of the funniest interactions ive come across on ao3

[miamaimania]

Siobhán McKenna ~ Ireland (1956) by Gjon Mili ⌘ Trust needs no script.

[vintagewildlife]

Mud salamander By: Unknown photographer From: The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Animal Life 1961

[penelopepennington]

It's the Royal Academy of Art Young Artist's Summer Show. One of my favourite exhibitions of the year. Like. Not only are the older kids insanely talented, the younger ones' artist statements will just punch you right in the face.

Jeffrey is my cat and he feels like my heart

Click [here] for the full online exhibition

[pmamtraveller]

"Waiting Gradually Eats The Soul"

by A.F. Vandevorst.

[gaytanic-panic]

[weltenwellen]

An Interview with Richard Siken

[doyoulovethewayzeylily]

imagine you had a friend who constantly made jokes at the expense of something you loved. they're never funny, but they seem to expect you to laugh even though the punchline is just, "this thing you love sucks ass". it's not even really a joke, there's nothing funny about it, you can tell that they genuinely actually believe it. but they insist it's just a joke!

no matter what the situation is, they're always bringing the social interaction to a screeching halt with these jokes. nobody ever wants to participate in this joke with them. nobody agrees with the premise. nobody ever knows what to say afterwards, it's just an awkward moment and a subject change. but they just keep doing it.

you have to stop with the self-deprecatory "humor", it's not fun for anyone including you.

[doyoulovethewayzeylily]

#actual advice: switch to self-aggrandizing humor #have the biggest ego in the world even if it's fake #does wonders

as the smartest and most beautiful woman in the world, I can confirm this

[hardgockcafe]

Self aggrandizing humor saves lives. I’m an authority on this since I’m legitimately the coolest girl in the world.

[oozins]

words from angle of yaw by ben lerner

[smokefalls]

The whole Abrahamic world invests itself in this promise: Don’t lie, don’t cheat, don’t fuck or steal or kill, and you’ll be a good person. Eight of the ten commandments are about what thou shalt not. But you can live a whole life not doing any of that stuff and still avoid doing any good. That’s the whole crisis. The rot at the root of everything. The belief that goodness is built on a constructed absence, not-doing. That belief corrupts everything, has everyone with any power sitting on their hands.

Kaveh Akbar, Martyr!

[wetorturedsomefolks]

love island should introduce a "scheming eunuch" islander who is like a smart and completely asexual islander exempt from being kicked off or being made to participate in any challenges and they're just there to provide advice and be a sort of sounding board for the other islanders when they need a disinterested party to talk things through with. but the scheming eunuch has secret goals unbeknownst to anyone e.g. a cash prize for talking a certain couple into breaking up etc.

[iiumz]

[bad-wolf-circe]

if daniel molloy CRASHES OUT next episode it will be 100% JUSTIFIED because if the FREAKY ANCIENT CREATURESQUE ORANGE-BOBA-PEARL-ORBED VAMPIRE BOTTOM TWINK who PSYCHOLOGICALLY TORTURED me for SIX (6) DAYS in SAN FRANCISCO and then LARPED as a MEMBER OF THE WORKING CLASS in my VAMPIRE INTERVIEWEE/ATTEMPTED MURDERER/VERY BRIEF CRUSH'S PENTHOUSE SUITE in dubai FIFTY YEARS LATER and then REVEALED HIMSELF to be said interviewee's INSANELY POWERFUL COMPANION and then CONTINUED EYE-FUCKING me while i INTERVIEWED my SUBJECT about his SITUATIONSHIP OF DOOM AND DESPAIR and then after i REMEMBERED my REPRESSED MEMORIES of the PSYCHOSEXUAL TORTURE I SUFFERED AT HIS HANDS he looked at me and gave me a HALF ASSED APOLOGY and THEN, after i'd REVEALED that he'd ORCHESTRATED HIS ENTIRE RELATIONSHIP with my SUBJECT and MURDERED his DAUGHTER/SISTER/THROWPILLOW (which I did ENTIRELY for SHITS AND GIGS), he turned me into a VAMPIRE on a JETPLANE while the plane was flying over NEW JERSEY, FUCKED OFF into the night for TWO YEARS, and then told me he'd been IN LOVE WITH ME for the MAJORITY of my MORTAL LIFE and WIPED ALL OF MY MEMORIES of our TORRID LOVE AFFAIR -- well. I think i'd need to develop an addiction to something strong enough to keep myself from committing mass murder