They say that people who have a guilty conscience are easily startled by loud noises. (at Tunnel Hill, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/By1T3_QpF5MGUSmrOc-kVZjTo45yPQlSxHTI5s0/?igshid=1l1754xc6bpxv

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
occasionally subtle
Sade Olutola

JVL
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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izzy's playlists!
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

#extradirty
Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
trying on a metaphor
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They say that people who have a guilty conscience are easily startled by loud noises. (at Tunnel Hill, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/By1T3_QpF5MGUSmrOc-kVZjTo45yPQlSxHTI5s0/?igshid=1l1754xc6bpxv
Will-o’-the-Wisps / Corpse Lights
Little balls of fire that are known by many names, will-o’-the-wisps have been sighted all over the world. They usually appear in swamps, bogs and forests and usually appear as bluish flames, blue or yellow globes, or as candle lights that float and bob mysteriously through the countryside at night.
There are many stories about the origins of will-o’-the-wisps. The most popular being that the lights are the souls of sinners who have been doomed to remain on earth forever. According to English and Irish folklore they are caused by mischievous fairies, usually a Púca . In German folklore they are a forest spirit or wandering souls that are accompanying an invisible funeral procession. In Swedish folklore they are the souls of unbaptized children who try to lead travelers to water in hopes of receiving baptism. According to the Native Americans they are fire demons, and in Africa it is believed that they are caused by witches.
Will-o’-the-wisps are usually either death omens or they are playing tricks on the living. As death omens they are usually called corpse lights and anyone who sees them is doomed to die. Will-o’-the-Wisps can also be playful and enjoy leading travelers off their path until they become lost. There are also mixed beliefs that they will either lead you to hidden treasure or they are leading you away in an attempt to stop you finding hidden treasure.
The easiest way to escape will-o’-the-wisps is simply not to follow them. Other methods include turning your hat or coat inside out, which confuses them, or you can stick a knife into the ground blade end up. Will-o’-the-wisps who are lost souls will see the knife and become preoccupied with trying to kill themselves, which of course will not work because they are already dead.
“I wouldn’t intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn’t hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me?…I guess I’ll never measure up to anyone’s expectations. I surely don’t measure up to what I’d like to be.”
— Beatrice Sparks, Go Ask Alice (via books-n-quotes)
Ego the adventure dog 🐶🏔🌎
more pics here
She got torn up by a boat propeller off New South Wales in 2001 and proceeded to walk it off. Swim it off. Whatever. The scars from the propeller slices healed ~20cm deep down her back and across her tail fluke. Since then, whale watchers down under look for “the Blade Runner” every year. Just the sight of her starts conversations about whether we humans should reconsider being such gigantic floppy penises to our rad cetacean bros.
nobody will ever be harder core than the Blade Runner. She has surpassed badassery.
She is unkillable. She is Life Goals: the Whale.
The Blade Runner is one badass whale
i can’t stop laughing at this picture hsjdksls
photographer: hold still
model: okay but you’d better not throw the damn bouquet at me agaiFFFFFSSGGH
What actual friendship is like
Human: “It must be a dreary existence, unable to love, to eat, to sleep, to laugh… I feel sorry for you.” Robot: “I can laugh. I have a sense of humor, you know.” Human: “Really? I’ve never heard you laugh before.” Robot: “I’ve never heard you say anything funny.”
Hello 911 I’d like to report a violation of the First Law of Robotics, this robot just straight up murdered a human
WHY DOES THIS FIT SO WELL LIKE THEIR MOUTHS ARE SYNCING WITH THE SONG PERFECTLY AND THIS HASN’T EVEN BEEN EDITED THE FUCK
a collection of fall out boy lyrics i relate to on a spiritual level
- i’m no good at math
- i’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker colour
- she says she’s no good with words but i’m worse
- i’m not a crybaby, i’m the crybaby
- i’ve got a lousy arm
- i slept in last night’s clothes
- i’m a nervous wreck
- i don’t know where i’m going
“The purpose of life is the investigation of the Sun, the Moon, and the heavens.”
— Anaxagoras (via philosophyquotes)
HOlding shift a little too long is the typed equivalent of a voice crack.
Depression: No do thing. Tired.
Me: Okay well. Maybe if I go to sleep super duper early, I’ll get a decent amount of sleep.
Insomnia: You Fool. You absolute goddamn idiot
Insomnia: You Are Awake.
Me: Okay well. Maybe now I can get some stuff done.
Depression: You fool. You absolute goddamn idiot
odin is like “when thor was born the sun shone bright upon his beautiful face. i found loki on the sidewalk outside a taco bell”
Oðinn spake:
Bright the sun shone | at the time of Þor’s birth, And bathed his count'nance fair. Loki, wolf-father, | the trickster, the liar, I found on the cold pavement While returning in glory | from a grand hunt For a 3 AM quesadilla.
@damn-fuck-i-burnt-myself-again
I need this framed on my wall it’s so beautiful.
@theshitpostcalligrapher
ay @systlin hmu
@systlin
My husband complained that this was more Shakespeare than Eddas, and I challenged him to do better.
Solen sken, skönt gyllene
Dagen Tor föddes
På trottoaren, vid Taco Bell
Där låg Loke
—KJN
My translation:
The sun shone, sweet golden
The day of Tor’s birth
On the tarmac, by Taco Bell
There lay Loki
(For poetry reasons, Thor needs the Swedish spelling.)
@bold-sartorial-statement
ay yo show ur husband
@bold-sartorial-statement no but hang on this should be in runes:
(oops spot the typos)
i wanna translate this into icelandic so imma do it
Sólin skein, björt og gullin við fæðingu Þórs á stígnum við Taco Bell Þar lá Loki
The amount of quality going into these shitposts is amazing
This is not shitposting, this is transformative work!
so fun fact yall. A certain someone splurged out the cash to get this remastered with illumination, what do yall think?