A man who has traveled to 217 countries in the world on visiting Iran
http://highlife.ba.com/articles/lessons-learned-from-travelling-to-217-countries/
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A man who has traveled to 217 countries in the world on visiting Iran
http://highlife.ba.com/articles/lessons-learned-from-travelling-to-217-countries/
Frank O'Hara, from Selected Poems
[Text ID: it’s April / no May / it’s May // such little things have to be established in morning]
1st Taraweeh prayer in 88 years held in Hagia Sophia Mosque in Istanbul 🇹🇷
“You moved in me, like prayer.”
— Rickey Laurentiis, from “King of Shade, King of Scorpions,” Whipped (Floating Wolf Quarterly, 2013)
“I beg you, eat me up. Want me down to the marrow.”
— Hélène Cixous from “The Love of the Wolf”
if we could read minds I still don’t think we’d understand them.
like I’ve spoken to people who think in images, who have to translate each thought into words before they communicate. and I think entirely in words, laid out across the void inside my head. my father’s thinking is 3d, concepts structured in ways that are incredibly difficult to translate into words. and how would that look to me, if I could see into it? how do I perceive a thought that my mind cannot contain by the nature of their construction?
we all speak a private language to ourselves and we are always translating so we can speak to each other…don’t touch me I’m emotional
the ugly deerling + update
@elodieunderglass DID YOU SEE
NO, AND THANK YOU
Mad scientists are great and I adore the lab aesthetic but where is the love for unhinged field work scientists. You drive down a backroad in the middle of the night and your headlights illuminate someone crouched down in the woods completely covered in mud holding five toads in a net. You’re hiking in the remote mountains and there’s some guy perched on a cliff that should be impossible to get to ranting about rocks, they’re gone when you glance back. You’re hanging out by the river one day and see a fully clothed person walk out of the water like Godzilla and they immediately start recording something on a clipboard while muttering to themselves about salamander populations. Feral Science. Degree in being a cryptid
Death By Sex Support Group by Joan Tierney
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This is so precious I can’t even…
Everybody loves pumpkin enrichment!
These are great items because they’re fun for the herbivores to each, the carnivores to tear apart, and everybody to roll and throw around. They’re tactile, olfactory, and edible enrichment all in one!
I believe they’re acceptable on-exhibit enrichment for naturalistic facilities like Brookfield in Chicago, too.
I think of this time of year as Tumblr’s Annual Pumpkining of the Animals Post.
I really love this and I know exactly why but I can’t explain it.
Because it’s just another indication that we, as Human Beings, are one.
It’s also just like… a very human thing to do, to measure everyone’s heights in a way that makes it so significant
Baby gorilla chest pounds for the first time
stunning
blown away by his own power
Portrait of a woman in Galveston, 1858. This is a daguerreotype, the first publicly available photographic process &, as such, one of the very oldest photos I have tweeted. They were expensive to make: she must have been a woman of means.
Japanese artist Sachiko Abe sits atop a building in a white gown, cutting countless sheets of A4 paper into thin, wispy strips. The performance piece known as Cut Paper
"Greetings to the Universe in 55 Different Languages", a poem compiled out of messages from the Voyager spacecraft
The first time I read these messages, there were tears literally streaming down my face.
The people who recorded these messages were not given any instructions, just told that it was a brief message to potential extraterrestrials.
I love humans so much. This is who we are.
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