Dark. Wasteful. Wild.

Too much caffeine in my bloodstream and a lack of real spice in my life

[primulaceas]

Ottessa Moshfegh, Eileen

[abigailkart]

February 5, 2019

society6.com/abiwhales

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I am alone. I am eating my heart out.”

— Simone de Beauvoir, tr. by Justin O’Brien, from “The Woman Destroyed,”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“The more I look inward the more I mourn.”

— Miguel Hernández, from Selected Poems; “Today I Have Plenty of Heart,”

[existential-celestial]

“How mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery!”

— Frankenstein, Mary Shelley (b. 30 August 1797).

[existential-celestial]

“the lace of light to measure distance, here is September, a recalibration: a step away from the bending dawn, an allowance for every firmament to wind itself around your fingers;”

— j. p. berame, from “September,” featured in this year: POEMS 2017

[existential-celestial]

“My darling, you who believe in the soul of things,”

— Colette, from Claudine Married, The Complete Claudine (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2001).

[whitmanic]

Being a crow sounds like such a fun existence it’s like

1. Wake up

2. Eat some garbage

3. Find a rabbit to fuck with because you just hate rabbits so much

4. Get to the top of a very tall tree and scream for at least two hours so that people know you’re a crow

5. Join your 3 crow friends in someone’s backyard and just fucking hop around like a goof ball

6. Yell some more

7. Okay that was good enough go to sleep!

8. Repeat

[artist-schiele]

Sunflowers, Egon Schiele

Medium: watercolor,paper

https://www.wikiart.org/en/egon-schiele/sunflowers-1911

[sufferingsappho-deactivated2017]

Like, 90% of infomercial style products were designed by/for disabled people, but you wouldn’t know that, because there is no viable market for them. THey have to be marketted and sold to abled people just so that any money can be made of off them and so the people who actually need them will have access.

I think snuggies are the one example almost everyone knows. They were invented for wheelchair users (Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a coat on and off of someone in a wheelchair? Cause it’s PRETTY FUCKIN HARD.) But now everyone just acts like they’re some ~quirky, white people thing~ and not A PRODUCT DESIGNED TO MAKE PEOPLES DAY TO DAY LIVES 10000X EASIER.

But if at any point you were to take your head out of your own ass and go “Hey, who would a product like this benefit,” that would be really cool.

[swamp-spirit]

This makes informational make so much sense now.

Like… of course there’s no reason for that guy to knock over that bowl of chips. However, the person it was actually designed for has constant hand tremors that would make this pretty rad, but since we don’t want to show that in a commercial, here’s an able bodied guy who can’t remember how gravity works.

Shit. Those commercials suddenly get a lot less funny when you realize it’s pretty much just people ineptly trying to mimic disability.

[xtremecaffeine-deactivated20181]

Or like the thing for the eggs? Like, oh, it cracks eggs perfectly, you only need one hand? IT WAS DESIGNED FOR PEOPLE WHO ONLY HAVE THE USE OF ONE HAND. Or the juice bottle pourer? For people who’re TOO LAZY TO POUR THEIR OWN JUICE? Or FOR PEOPLE WHO HAVE DIFFICULTY BEARING WEIGHT IN THE HANDS.

[bettheriver]

It’s amazing how with just a few words by a few people, my whole perspective on something can shift entirely. 

[fumblingcuriosities]

I feel so ignorant for never having realized this before.

[robotsandfrippary]

Most people I know who own infomercial products are elderly, disabled and poor. 

[yobaba]

thank you - best public service announcement I have seen in a really long time

[jjones186-deactivated20150201]

[lifelessordinary0]

Temple of Horus, Egypt

[boopsandswoops]

its horus he’s here

[valarhalla]

Guys no, it gets so much better. 

A small fat bird, like the above, is the hieroglyph used in Ancient Egyptian to mean “wicked” or evil”.

The phrase above him (the inscription should be read from the top down) is “Nb s3″ or “Lord of the son of”. Genitive is usually implied in this sort of phrase without a connecting word, meaning:

This birb has literally created the sentence and declared himself “ Lord of the Son of Evil”

[valarhalla]

God dammit, I realised I made a mistake doing this from memory- the first sign is “k” for “your”, not “nb” for “lord”. So this birb has declared himself “your evil son”, not “the lord of the son of evil”. Which is not quite as dramatic, but still very menacing. You go bird.

[ainawgsd]

Behold, my evil son. I am so very proud of him.

[innocent-hedonism]

My kink is endlessly re-watching Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez’s reaction to winning the NY primary

[fluorescent-blog]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Stéphane Mallarmé, from Collected Poems and Other Verse; “The Nurse and Herodias,” (x)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I grew angry and cursed, with the curse of silence, the river, and the lilies, and the wind, and the forest, and the heaven, and the thunder, and the sighs of the water-lilies.

Edgar Allan Poe, from The Complete Works of E. A. P.; “Siope, A Fable,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[madisonsaferillustration]

Recipe via Herbal Academy: 

1 cup red clover blossoms 1 cup red raspberry leaf ½ cup hibiscus flowers ½ cup dried orange peel

Directions

Mix the herbs and store in an airtight container.

To make herbal sun tea, add ½ to 1 cup of the blend to a 1-quart mason jar. Pour the water over the herbs and let sit in the sun all day. Strain & enjoy.

This tea lasts 2-3 days if refrigerated

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I am tired of everything I have ever desired.”

— Zeb-un-Nissa, tr. by Paul Smith, from “Makhfi: A Selection of Poems,”