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The Stonewall Inn
NASA
Claire Keane
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver

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almost home
I'd rather be in outer space đ¸
trying on a metaphor

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Right and wrong way to hold a tame snake. Snakes. 1949.Â
this picture of seth and his friends >>>>
"Mathematicians call them twin primes: pairs of prime numbers that are close to each other, almost neighbors, but between them there is always an even number that prevents them from truly touching. Numbers like 11 and 13, like 17 and 19, 41 and 43. If you have the patience to go on counting, you discover that these pairs gradually become rarer. You encounter increasingly isolated primes, lost in that silent, measured space made only of ciphers, and you develop a distressing presentiment that the pairs encountered up until that point were accidental, that solitude is the true destiny. Then, just when youâre about to surrender, when you no longer have the desire to go on counting, you come across another pair of twins, clutching each other tightly. There is a common conviction among mathematicians that however far you go, there will always be another two, even if no one can say where exactly, until they are discovered."
â Paolo Giordano, The Solitude of Prime Numbers
'Hylas and the nymphs' (detail) by John William Waterhouse , 1896
Literally these are not the same person. We must make an exception so he can shave because this is a TRAVESTY
Left photo: The dashing Musketeer d'Artagnan, swashbuckling his way into your heart.
Right photo: Edmond Dantès two years into his stint at the Chateau D'If.
Hi so yeah apparently I'm being devoured? And the devourer is Time? And it's very hungry and never relents and eventually I'll just be eaten right up? Silver lining though it is kinda slow.
The choreography is incredible, and the entire video captures something about maleness in all of its brutality and fragility that I haven't seen expressed quite so well in a long time.
âMy frequently harried and stunningly persistent little soul demanded to be known, and I worked for years to free her. I wished Iâd paid more attention to her, for she richly rewarded me whenever I did. I worked hard to find the clear stream beneath the tangled surface, and wasted far too much of my precious life doing what I thought someone else expected me to do. If only Iâd known way back then what I thought I knew in my later years.â
-- Ann King, from her obituary which was featured on "Tips from Dead People"
In my mind, Ilya grew up a fan of soviet rock band Kino, and had a crush on frontman Victor Tsoi.
So when he sees fellow wasian Shane he's like "đ omg my type."
(Kino is excellent and my personal favorite song of theirs is Close the Door Behind Me, Iâm Leaving)
Andrei Rublev 1966 Andrei Tarkovsky
life is so hard when youâre a very lazy girl by nature but you also want to do a lot of things in your one wild and precious life
and the hot lapping of bloodâI keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go. a machinery for sl
A summary of the poem "Wilderness" by Carl Sandburg:
I got that dawg in me
and the hot lapping of bloodâI keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go. a machinery for sl
A summary of the poem "Wilderness" by Carl Sandburg:
I got that dawg in me