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#SUCK MY STAR-SPANGLED DICK
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man but this photoset ignores some of my favorite things about this piece
like this
and this
it gives it more of a story i think
Every time I see this I must reblog!!
Not something I would usually reblog, but it’s so beautiful.
The arm
A warning to anybody thinking about getting a husky
You can build yourself a third husky
Naziyah Mahmood is a woman of contradictions. She was a scientist for the European Space Agency, an artist and soon to be published writer/poet. Also, she is a deadly martial artist and weapons collector while being a peace loving woman of faith. Naziyah has overcome a tough upbringing and disability to become an academic of excellence……who can also kick your butt. (x)
WHAT A BADASS <3 <3
“I do get a lot of odd looks when walking around Glasgow, especially when I’m training. There is still that stereotype here that women dressed like me should just be in the kitchen. An old instructor of mine used to call me his ‘little ninja girl.’ I didn’t mind because it gave me an advantage. I was taken lightly and I routinely got underestimated, especially when sparring. I remember one male student who was well over 6ft reassured me by saying,
‘Don’t worry. I will go easy on you.’
He soon found himself on the floor.”
Ten Major Artists:
Wong Wong & Lulu
Pepper examining himself before commencing a self-portrait
Pepper’s self-portrait
Tiger the spontaneous reductionist
Misty goes off the wall
Minnie, the abstract expressionist
Minnie’s Reindeer in Provence, 1992.
Smokey painting after an hour in the catnip patch
Smokey at work
Ginger’s Stripped Bare Birds, 1992.
Princess, the elemental fragmentist
Charlie, the peripheral realist
this literally makes me so happy
William had a dream of bringing electricity and running water to his village. And he was not prepared to wait for politicians or aid groups to do it for him. The need for action was even greater in 2002 following one of Malawi’s worst droughts, which killed thousands of people and left his family on the brink of starvation.
Unable to attend school, he kept up his education by using a local library. Fascinated by science, his life changed one day when he picked up a tattered textbook and saw a picture of a windmill. Mr Kamkwamba told the BBC News website: “I was very interested when I saw the windmill could make electricity and pump water.
"I thought: ‘That could be a defense against hunger. Maybe I should build one for myself’." When not helping his family farm maize, he plugged away at his prototype, working by the light of a paraffin lamp in the evenings. But his ingenious project met blank looks in his community of about 200 people.
"Many, including my mother, thought I was going crazy," he recalls. "They had never seen a windmill before." [x]
In 2014, William Kamkwamba received his 4 year degree at Dartmouth College in Hanover, New Hampshire where he was a student.
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The power of books
That’s so cool! What a blessing he must be.
One Cigarette by Edwin Morgan
No smoke without you, my fire. After you left, your cigarette glowed on in my ashtray and sent up a long thread of such quiet grey I smiled to wonder who would believe its signal of so much love. One cigarette in the non-smoker’s tray. As the last spire trembles up, a sudden draught blows it winding into my face. Is it smell, is it taste? You are here again, and I am drunk on your tobacco lips. Out with the light. Let the smoke lie back in the dark. Till I hear the very ash sigh down among the flowers of brass I’ll breathe, and long past midnight, your last kiss.
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Omg no, it’s too much.
"What his right name is I’ve never heard: but he’s known round here as Strider.”
Tolkien’s characters
honestly it’s got to the point where
is a more believable age transition than
THEY LITERALLY HAVE THE SAME FUCKING MOUTH ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW
COLIN AND JARED LOOK MORE ALIKE THAN JARED AND JARED HOW DOES THIS MAKE SENSE
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