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Iris Murdoch, The Time of the Angels
Kill Kill, Lana Del Rey
« I learned recently that humans glow faintly, even during the day. All living creatures do, apparently. In recent years, scientists have been trying to discern if and, if so, why our bodies emit a varying visible light. In a study published in 2009, five healthy, bare-chested young Japanese men were placed in dark rooms sealed to keep light out, for twenty-minute intervals every three hours for three days. They were only allowed to sleep from midnight to 7am. A highly sensitive imaging system found that all of the men glowed, most strongly from the face, at levels that dropped and climbed during the day. Yes, it’s a small sample size, and the study does not seem to have been repeated, but it’s a delicious thought. The authors of the study, Masaki Kobayashi, Daisuke Kikuchi and Hitoshi Okamura, concluded that we all ‘directly and rhythmically’ emit light: ‘The human body literally glimmers. The intensity of the light emitted by the body is 1000 times lower than the sensitivity of our naked eyes.’ »
— Julia Baird, Phosphorescence
ann blyth putting on a mermaid tail for her role in mr. peabody and the mermaid
Margaret Atwood, True Stories; from ‘Small Poems for the Winter Solstice’
Rosanda Sorakaitė - Fading firework III, 2017
Tomorrow there will be a better tomorrow if we go to bed early if we say our prayers there will be a cessation to this still weather
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from “SUMMERTIME SADNESS” by Rebecca Hazelton
Jamie Lynn shouting “well then move the fuck out” in a random woman’s face after hearing her yell no one wants Britney in the neighborhood. that was a classic
April 1939
Jennifer Saunders, from “Wait a Second, Let Me Write It Down”