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The Austere Pillage

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Here’s a random story.

This random guy added me on Steam and keeps asking me to party with him to play Dota2. Except I don’t play Dota2 and never have. So I keep pretending like when he says, “party” he means party like ROCK STARS. He remains unpersuaded so far. Here’s tonight’s example of our bi-weekly conversation:

T-W: hey bro T-W: party Xenrathe: sup g skillet Xenrathe: sadly I've contracted nineteen STDs since our last party T-W : speak english bro T-W : english T-W : oh Xenrathe: and am currently undergoing a juice cleanse to cure myself of them T-W : oh Xenrathe: yeah... T-W : bro T-W : do  u hvae dota2 items ? Xenrathe: I used to. But I sold them to feed my cocaine/hooker addiction :/ T-W : oh T-W : bro T-W : can u gift me 1 arcana ?

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#29

“What you have now then is the marketing of racialized identities as tools for consumption. And certain racialized bodies and images are associated with hipness, coolness, edginess. So all kinds of youth all over the world are appropriating that style as a way of, sort of, countering authority, stating their rebelliousness, and wanting to be seen as significant.”

-Amalia Mesa-Bains

“A person's cultural identity forms one of the most important and most vulnerable parts of who they are. We tend to define ourselves by what we believe, and the way we express our beliefs is through certain symbols that are generally representative of our culture. With culture comes a sense of identity, a sense of self, and when our culture is stolen from us, there is this deep sense of loss. This is the very reason why cultural appropriation is grossly discriminatory and grossly wrong.”

-Udoka Okafor

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#28

In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands And ate of it. I said, “Is it good, friend?” “It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; “But I like it Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart.”

[image by 悠里]

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#27

Consider existence. All that you are is an awareness set in the present moment. Even your past, insofar as it is accessible, is just a present awareness of an electric echo. And every day, you lie down amongst your blankets and close your eyes, and you disappear, in the hope that when you open them again, you will reappear.

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#26

Did you know that high IQ correlates with skepticism toward the idea of soulmates?

[Tattoo art by BaronVonSaeur]

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Girl you look so tasty that if I were a cannibal, I’d make a stew out of you.

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#25

[Bottom image by @girardin27]

[tiger-stripped-cat]

“Do not fear Death. Death is always at our side. When we show fear, it jumps at us faster than light. But, if we do not show fear, it casts its eye upon us gently and then guides us into infinity…” -Laughing Bull

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#23

“It is not economical to go to bed early to save the candles if the result is twins.” ~Chinese Proverb 

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#22

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#21

Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)

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#20

Opening line of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone:

“Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”

Opening line of Emma:

“Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her.”

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#19

CHAOS to STAR to SINGULARITY

[first image via @typhoonb] [second image via @iamnotreallyintofashion] [third image via @charpic]

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#18

I trap the cigarette between my lips and inhale the mint, cloves, and tar; smoke unravels itself down my throat, igniting embers in my ash-tray heart. Once more, I feel close to death. very close, so I take another drag.

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#17

She stopped singing and looked at me. I looked back. She was tall and pale and cold, as bloodless as a vampire before feeding time. A dead creature except for her eyes, the pupils like golden roses unfolded and pinned to white paper. They were great eyes, beautiful eyes, powerful eyes, the type of eyes that could convince a man that love was not just a poet’s half-baked golem but a real and vital creature, bloodthirsty and unstoppable. With her voice gone still, all of her life-force was concentrated in her eyes. Even her hair, long and black and framing her rectangular face, moved not so much as a whisper.

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These vector-art ‘Vision of the Future’ posters from NASA’s JPL (Jet Propulsion Laboratory) are AMAZING.

Gravity waves, NASA remembering how to be awesome, what a wonderful time to be alive.

[themysteryofmrh]

Mayfly