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Meanwhile in a Berlin metroâŠ. The text on the bag reads:
âThis text has no other purpose than to terrify those who are afraid of the Arabic language.â
^Â more like this
Ultraviolet photography of flowers by Craig BurrowsÂ
A woman is whole on her own.
canât help falling in love on a kalimba
This radiates calm
You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you.
Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy (via books-n-quotes)
gonna loose some followers for this there are only 2 genders, vascular or nonvascular
*leans in really close* do u haveâŠâŠu knowâŠ.*makes xylem hand motion*
I really do believe that at least part of the problem of people distrusting science has to do with how we as scientists portray ourselves.
We have actively created a system where we derive authority from being seen as better/smarter/more competent than everyone else and then when people ask why they should trust us we respond with a very condescending version of âbecause SCIENCE IS FACTâ or something along those lines.
Like, consider how that would feel from the outside? Here are a small group of people who you have never met/interacted with who sequester themselves in impenetrable ~elite institutions that you canât access and donât feel party to who then tell you that what they say is fact because theyâre smarter and better educated than you. And if you ever try to question them (no matter how reasonable your objections may be/seem to you) they condescendingly pat you on the head and say something like âdonât worry we know better. you canât possibly understand what we do.â
Why the hell would you trust them?Â
No one likes being told that theyâre not smart enough to understand something, and no one likes feeling excluded from something theyâve essentially been asked to accept sight unseen.Â
I donât really have a solution to this, except some vague notion about working harder to portray scientists as people working a job, rather than geniuses who are above it all.Â
And like trying harder to understand where people are coming from when they question science. And remembering that being better educated than most doesnât make us smarter than most. It just makes us better trained in certain types of thinking.
I just think we need to keep in mind what we are asking of people. Which is to put a whole hell of a lot of faith in us.
I am so feeling this,scientists and farmers need to stop talking to each other and start speaking to the public! More of us need to be present in mass media and communication spaces,especially online where psuedoscientists unfortunately gain such a huge following.
Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what theyâve given us.
Emery Allen (via wordsnquotes)
PocaĆunek Lata  (1960)
Jerzy SkarĆŒyĆskiÂ
Itâs almost comical how similar love and hate are. Theyâre both words we throw around gracelessly to define things we donât understand all too well. Theyâre both fiery, one blustering in our mind, the other engulfing our heart. Yet whenever we get burned, we yell âhateâ, and whenever a beautiful someone strikes a match near our lips we whisper âloveâ. Both have the potential to completely ruin us if we cannot control them. Isnât that scary?
The Deadliest Fires (Morsus Engel)
FRIDA KAHLOÂ âHeroine of Painâ