The Starboard Hand Of Woe

Canticles in the fish’s belly

[wosp-reactivated]

Mondays aren't that bad once you cannot tell days apart from eachother

[boycritter]

"unbecoming" is such a great word. bro that shit was so rude you no longer Are

[prayersforpigeons]

For my part, I abominate all honourable respectable toils, trials, and tribulations of every kind whatsoever.

[marine-mammal-news]

Whale song remix: Study shows that humpbacks shift pitch when a neighbor joins in

A humpback whale alters the pitch of its song when joined by a neighboring singer, a finding that opens a new chapter in the ongoing effort

Humpback whales adjust the pitch of their songs in real time when another whale begins singing nearby, demonstrating sophisticated vocal interaction previously unrecognised in non-human mammals. This pitch-shifting behaviour, context-dependent and responsive to co-singers, suggests advanced auditory perception and vocal flexibility similar to that seen in humans.

[siderealglimmer]

[can-i-make-image-descriptions]

[Image ID: Bumper sticker on a Honda CR-V reading: I wish this car was a high-speed trans-continental rail system /End ID]

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

full offense but mina didn't spend the last fucking quarter of the novel doing literally every single fucking thing she could to keep herself in good spirits after her assault (even after she's been deemed unclean by the heavens) and taking everything dracula forced on her (especially the telepathic link) and turning it against him to help her loved ones kick his fucking ass just for dracula adaptations to go "but what if they had a sexy dark romance <3 what if she was the reincarnation of his dead wife <3" what if you go fuck yourself. what then

[mars--is--heaven]

The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and half a lung. That intangible malignity which has been from the beginning; to whose dominion even the modern Christians ascribe one-half of the worlds; which the ancient Ophites of the east reverenced in their statue devil;—Ahab did not fall down and worship it like them; but deliriously transferring its idea to the abhorred white whale, he pitted himself, all mutilated, against it. All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down..."

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—From chapter 41 of Moby Dick; or, The Whale by Herman Melville

[fairycosmos]

for about a month in the early 2010s people used to say things like climate change is real and gay people deserve rights. does anyone remember this

[hotmapplecider]

[curioscurio]

Another time in my life is when I went underground caving during church camp. we were all young, dumb, and full of both Christ and bonfire tinfoil cooked vegetables. it was obviously time to let these middleschoolers fuck around in Tennessees beautiful complex caving system. armed only with the power of god, a headlamp helmet, and jeans duct taped to our sneakers.

when we got to the center of the cave, we had climed over 15 foot drops and squirmed through openings that my chubby little warrior of christ body could barely fit through.

in that cavern we lit candles, worshipped christ, and were then told that any one of us easily could have died and that it was only by God's love and grace that we had made it safely into the heart of the cave. knowing this, we then prayed to god that no one would be hurt on the way back and left

it was only when I was 26 or so that i curiously decided to look the camp up again, and ended up finding out that the cave was NOT located on any of Tennesses approved caving locations, and that the rope courses we were helping build "for God" were being sold on the camp owners alternative website where they sell extreme obstacle courses to companies for work retreats

[dogpuppy]

[kimsiever]

Roses are red

Kisses have suction

Workers should own

The means of production

[tamamo-no-mae326]

I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.

Herman Melville

[stastrodome]

Ooga Beluga by Hermano and the Melvilles. Featuring the songs Sticky Budd, Redburn Board, Mardi Garage Party and  Moby-Ridiculous.

[lastpositivist]

[prokopetz]

"Ending explained" video for Herman Melville's Moby-Dick that initially appears to be doing something with the luciferan symbolism surrounding Captain Ahab, but by the two-thirds mark it's clear it's gradually circling in on an argument that Ishmael's improbable survival of the penultimate chapter proves he was secretly working for the whale.

[hotmapplecider]

Public libraries are amazing. That is all.

[foragersfleece]

I’ve always loved blue and always wanted to work with indigo. People talk about it like it has a life of its own, and I never really took that seriously. But after spending time with it, I understand what they mean.

Indigo reminds me of sourdough. You tend the vat, refresh it, check on it, wait for it, trust it. It asks for patience and attention in a way that feels different from other dyes.

I don’t know how to explain it exactly, but when I work with indigo I can feel the threads of the past in a quiet way — like being linked to a much larger tapestry of makers who have worked with this blue long before me.

Washed Indigo is in the shop, and I’m calling it a night.