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I long for it - I’m not quite certain what it is, but my heart writhes for it

[theoptia]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970

Text ID: I don't feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall—like seeking love in a whorehouse.

[smsomah]

Traditional silver bridle. Scanned from the book The Craft Heritage of Oman; 2003; Neil Richardson & Marcia Dorr

[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.

[sobcat]

the summer I turned evil

[kosmogrl]

they should invent a yourself you can forgive

[kosmogrl]

I hate change, I’m scared of change, I need something big in my life to change soon or else I’ll go crazy

[thehmn]

The Dark Feminine

An ad for Bhavya Ramesh Jewelry

[thehmn]

The woman with backwards feet is a pichal peri which is the spirit of a woman who suffered an unjust death, usually at the hands of her abusive husband. They are vengeful spirits who come back to take revenge on their abusers but are sometimes said to attract all men but spare all women.

They have backwards feet because either the husband or his family feared she’d return as a pichal peri so they’d twist her corpse’s feed back to make her recognizable as a vengeful spirit to other people.

One interpretation of the story is that the women are in turmoil because of her death, her rage and sadness filling the women who loved her. The woman who sits with the trembling mask floating over her is most likely a furious family member who use magic to help the spirit have her revenge.

Her sitting calmly by the water means she had her revenge and is finally at peace which calms all the other women down.

Don’t look away from the unjust. Stare.

[ioshk]

I had a dream about my school tonight. At the end it was a bunch of my classmates talking about selling chalk.

I liked one of them a little, when I was at school. At the age of 16 years old he already understood the horrors of social media addiction. The last thing he posted was a picture with words "Delete your [social media name] account, it eats your brain". How right he was!

I can't find him anywhere. Can't find him on the Internet, couldn't find him in our database when I worked in a government facility. I've found his parents, though. But not him. He could be dead. He could be living in another country, I wouldn't know.

I'm just curious, if he was spared from this madness.

[cowardsexual]

rogy :]

[pmamtraveller]

Matchboxes featuring cats by Arna Miller and Ravi Zupa.

[thingsfromthedirt]

[pmamtraveller]

Ancient Greek Eyes

[smsomah]

Front and back cover; Navajo sisters, photographed by Esther Henderson & Chuck Abbott. Scanned from the magazine Arizona Highways; July 1955

[sarroora]

The original ninja turtle

[transgressivepistoleer]

@we-are-rogue

[we-are-rogue]

It’s true! And not just in Egypt, it’s recorded as a standard burglar technique in 12th century Persia. So much so that catching a fellow in the middle of the night carrying a crowbar and a drill wouldn’t necessarily prove anything, but if he also had a live tortoise with him, well it could only be a professional burglar.

“The tortoise is employed thus. The burglar has with him a flint-stone and a candle about as big as a little finger. He lights the candle and sticks it on the tortoise’s back. The tortoise is then introduced through the breach into the house, and it crawls slowly around, thereby illuminating the house and its contents.”

[bigskydreaming]

@hood-ex

[partywithponies]

My woke take, as someone who has worked in both a public library and a school library, is that we desperately need both more books that are at a higher reading level but a less mature subject matter, and more books that are at a lower reading level but a more mature subject matter, because 8 year olds who are advanced readers are still 8 year olds and don't want to read about graphic violence and torture, and teens and adults who have learning difficulties or who are just later readers for whatever reason are still teens and adults and don't want to read about Billy the Bunny going to school or whatever the hell.

[dct239394cvvd098dffgggp]

id ask God for another youth and id waste it again but in a different cardinal direction this s time

[mutantrenegade]

You know Jones soda cap, as a tumblr user i can actually say i think I have.