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@kindnjentle
As I watched Hal Ashby and Bill Gunn's 'The Landlord' this morning, a change occurred in my breathing. It got deeper, balanced, 'flowy'; what breathing's supposed to be, I suppose.
I could feel the air I inhaled run through my body's tunnels, and exit with much the same ease. I was 'one with the world' or the air, I suppose.
As of now, I see no correlation between these two events -watching this film, and the sudden onset of 'deep breathing'- but the sense of completeness brought on by the latter event inspired some interesting thoughts, one of which I'll lay down here.
This first contemplation regarded those exercises touted by 'wellness' practitioners (gurus, yoga practitioners, et cetera) as healing, soothing, or even transfigurative -essentially, that they could relieve one of life's material discomforts, however briefly. And to be honest, at that moment I was sold. All my doubts were out the window, and I was overcome -mid movie- by an illusion of ever-present comfort, of a life where I could breathe like this till my time had come.
What struck me then about that 'vision' though -one of a life of constant leisure, peace, and solemnity- was the fact that in it, I couldn't help but thinking: 'this is some white woman shit' :/
Imagine, the only life where I could envision myself sat in a circle or whatever on some (bright-hued, of course) technical fabric yoga mat on a Saturday morning, and ~breathe deeply~ was as a damn white woman. I had to laugh.
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This is meant to be a casual account of an event in my life, so I won't go didactic mode and discuss what all this 'means.' Also, I'm sure whoever's reading this already knows.
15/05/21
Christian Rex van Minnen
Deez Mothafuckin’ Chakraz , 2015
oil on linen
Eckhaus Latta S/S 2018
In honor of remembrance day, for all the lives lost, the stories my father still tells me. Ijeoma by me.
How to Cosplay Squidward ?
Just need to buy this shirt HERE
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ME WHEN MY ONLY CONCEPT OF WORTH FOR THINGS IS DERIVED FROM ITS ABILITY TO BE MONETIZED
Pre hystorical cave man drawing a cool horse in the cave he lives in: grug get so many stone for drawing cool horse >:)
LMF
me: hi ma'am how are u today
customer: *ignores me*
me:
What is this creature???
that’s me after being ignored don’t be so rude
you (has waffles for breakfast, goes to parties, been to ikea): do u listen to drake
me (eats the bark of the rare almond tree for its classy unique taste, spends friday nights studying gregorian chants, refers to my classmates as “brethren” out of respect): whom?
u sound like a virgin
u better take that back…….hooo boy im getting heated……freaking take it back…im seriou,s dude….ooh hoooo i swear take that back…….
Really hate when a post about a legit serious issue gets derailed with some "men are dangerous/awful" bullshit
Can we point out that what a guy did is reprehensible without making it about all men for once please. I'm not gonna comment on an article about a woman brutally murdering her child and say "women are so dangerous omg"
Cut that shit out, it helps literally no one
Plenty of black individuals committing violent crimes. Imagine following each article up with some generalization about how black people cant be trusted.
My best friend is in med school and his classmate made this
Imagine showing this to a doctor in the 1950s.
yoshitomo nara x takashi murakami, untitled (2001)
for FTC san francisco
Ernie Barnes -The Sugar Shack
“The first bombshell on our list concerns the origins and spread of agriculture. There is no longer any support for the view that it marked a major transition in human societies. In those parts of the world where animals and plants were first domesticated, there actually was no discernible ‘switch’ from Palaeolithic Forager to Neolithic Farmer. The ‘transition’ from living mainly on wild resources to a life based on food production typically took something in the order of three thousand years. While agriculture allowed for the possibility of more unequal concentrations of wealth, in most cases this only began to happen millennia after its inception. In the time between, people in areas as far removed as Amazonia and the Fertile Crescent of the Middle East were trying farming on for size, ‘play farming’ if you like, switching annually between modes of production, much as they switched their social structures back and forth. Moreover, the ‘spread of farming’ to secondary areas, such as Europe – so often described in triumphalist terms, as the start of an inevitable decline in hunting and gathering – turns out to have been a highly tenuous process, which sometimes failed, leading to demographic collapse for the farmers, not the foragers. Clearly, it no longer makes any sense to use phrases like ‘the agricultural revolution’ when dealing with processes of such inordinate length and complexity. Since there was no Eden-like state, from which the first farmers could take their first steps on the road to inequality, it makes even less sense to talk about agriculture as marking the origins of rank or private property. If anything, it is among those populations – the ‘Mesolithic’ peoples – who refused farming through the warming centuries of the early Holocene, that we find stratification becoming more entrenched; at least, if opulent burial, predatory warfare, and monumental buildings are anything to go by. In at least some cases, like the Middle East, the first farmers seem to have consciously developed alternative forms of community, to go along with their more labour-intensive way of life. These Neolithic societies look strikingly egalitarian when compared to their hunter-gatherer neighbours, with a dramatic increase in the economic and social importance of women, clearly reflected in their art and ritual life (contrast here the female figurines of Jericho or Çatalhöyük with the hyper-masculine sculpture of Göbekli Tepe). Another bombshell: ‘civilization’ does not come as a package. The world’s first cities did not just emerge in a handful of locations, together with systems of centralised government and bureaucratic control. In China, for instance, we are now aware that by 2500 BC, settlements of 300 hectares or more existed on the lower reaches of the Yellow River, over a thousand years before the foundation of the earliest (Shang) royal dynasty. On the other side of the Pacific, and at around the same time, ceremonial centres of striking magnitude have been discovered in the valley of Peru’s Río Supe, notably at the site of Caral: enigmatic remains of sunken plazas and monumental platforms, four millennia older than the Inca Empire. Such recent discoveries indicate how little is yet truly known about the distribution and origin of the first cities, and just how much older these cities may be than the systems of authoritarian government and literate administration that were once assumed necessary for their foundation. And in the more established heartlands of urbanisation – Mesopotamia, the Indus Valley, the Basin of Mexico – there is mounting evidence that the first cities were organised on self-consciously egalitarian lines, municipal councils retaining significant autonomy from central government. In the first two cases, cities with sophisticated civic infrastructures flourished for over half a millennium with no trace of royal burials or monuments, no standing armies or other means of large-scale coercion, nor any hint of direct bureaucratic control over most citizen’s lives. Jared Diamond notwithstanding, there is absolutely no evidence that top-down structures of rule are the necessary consequence of large-scale organization. Walter Scheidel notwithstanding, it is simply not true that ruling classes, once established, cannot be gotten rid of except by general catastrophe. To take just one well-documented example: around 200 AD, the city of Teotihuacan in the Valley of Mexico, with a population of 120,000 (one of the largest in the world at the time), appears to have undergone a profound transformation, turning its back on pyramid-temples and human sacrifice, and reconstructing itself as a vast collection of comfortable villas, all almost exactly the same size. It remained so for perhaps 400 years. Even in Cortés’ day, Central Mexico was still home to cities like Tlaxcala, run by an elected council whose members were periodically whipped by their constituents to remind them who was ultimately in charge. The pieces are all there to create an entirely different world history. For the most part, we’re just too blinded by our prejudices to see the implications. For instance, almost everyone nowadays insists that participatory democracy, or social equality, can work in a small community or activist group, but cannot possibly ‘scale up’ to anything like a city, a region, or a nation-state. But the evidence before our eyes, if we choose to look at it, suggests the opposite. Egalitarian cities, even regional confederacies, are historically quite commonplace. Egalitarian families and households are not. Once the historical verdict is in, we will see that the most painful loss of human freedoms began at the small scale – the level of gender relations, age groups, and domestic servitude – the kind of relationships that contain at once the greatest intimacy and the deepest forms of structural violence. If we really want to understand how it first became acceptable for some to turn wealth into power, and for others to end up being told their needs and lives don’t count, it is here that we should look. Here too, we predict, is where the most difficult work of creating a free society will have to take place.”
— David Graeber and David Wengrow in How to Change the Course of Human History (via insurrectionarycompassion)
Let's talk about mynoise.net
Have you ever been listening to Rainymood and thought, “Yeah, this is good … but it would be nice if I could customize the sound more, or if there was a little more choice.
Let me introduce you to MyNoise.
MyNoise is a customizable sounscape looper with so many options, even within each soundscape. So say, for instance, you really love rain sounds when you write or study or relax. Anything. I know I’m a big fan of rain sounds. They have a page for that.
But say you like really high, pattery rain, and LOTS of low thunder. Here’s where MyNoise really stands out: you can customize that. See those sliders with all the cute colors? That is your equalizer. You can adjust the levels based on what you want to hear more and less of. Here’s how it looks when you want high, pattery rain and low, rumbly thunder:
But say rain isn’t really your jam. Say you want something a little more ambient, a little more background noise-y. Something with people. Well, they have customizable coffee house chatter that even has the levels listed for things like “kitchen,” “babble,” and “table”:
Or say you miss the ocean.
Or say you miss your cat.
Or say you miss your spaceship.
Or say you miss the dungeon where you and your team of scalawag adventurers used to explore and face off against, say, dragons. In the dungeon.
This site is seriously so helpful, and those are just a fraction of every kind of sounscape the site has to offer. The best part is that if you want to layer it with music (for instance, I’ll layer a playlist + rain + coffee shop if the scene I’m writing takes place in a coffee shop), you can adjust the master volume, meaning all of your layers stay at their respective volumes, just louder or quieter.
Enjoy!
OH MY GOD
Y’ALL I JUST STARTED USING THIS TODAY BUT THIS HAS BROKEN THROUGH MY WRITER’S BLOCK LIKE NOTHING ELSE.
TRY IT. USE IT. LOVE IT.
Gonna try this later. Seems like an amazing great idea
Reblog to save a Writer/Dungeon Masters life
I love this app! It also has a timer setting so you can fall asleep to sounds without worrying about it playing all night and sapping your battery.
I thought that said mayonnaise and i was very confused