[storms-whisper]

Office Daydream

Sterile walls do nothing for creativity. The gradient between blues and greys under the drone and moan of fluorescent lights, they dim the inner light. What do I write about when I am here? What do I write while staring listlessly at a computer screen waiting for an email, waiting for a call,  waiting to respond to a request or crisis? I’d rather be waiting with you. I’d rather be resting,…

[storms-whisper]

Komorebi

I had dreamed of teacups and lace dresses,  In the dappled shade of swaying trees,  laying in the grass as content as can be, you kiss me soft and slow and I feel complete.

[storms-whisper]

I want to talk about the flowers

I want to talk about the flowers,  of rain water rolling off violets, of the fresh green of warming spring and sudden flash of pinks and yellow. But it’s the rain I feel. The storming swirl of cherry blossoms sticking to cars and shoe bottoms. The booming thunder that wakes me, the lightning that dazzles my eyes.  So strange is that change from early to proper Spring. Like that final…

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[sifu-kisu]

All Yin without Yang is weak

Yang without Yin is ridge

One Yin with nine Yang’s is a stick head

Two Yin’s with eight Yang’s becomes sporadic and scattered

Three Yin’s with seven Yang’s is dense

Four Yin’s with Six Yang’s is good

Five Yin’s with Five Yang’s is said to have the mysterious hands

The mysterious hands are a single action

The Tai Chi is after the action is completed

Yin and Yang are unbiaseded and called wonderful hands

Empty traces vanished into nothingness.

Yin-Yang poem. ~Chen Chung Ching

[sweetcherryblossomswrites]

[naamahdarling]

This can definitely improve with treatment and age, but also *laughs in pushing-50*

[amnesiaguy]

“the sea doesn’t care about you!!” ok well just because the ocean is unspeakably powerful and can’t stop the rhythm she’s held for uncountable eons just for one person doesn’t mean she can’t love you. loving and changing are two different things. we wouldn’t have life without the ocean…. and yeah, if you don’t respect her and treat her cavalierly, you’ll perish. but how can anyone say the sea doesn’t mourn when she holds so much life and beautiful secrets in her belly? why are we putting atheism on the ocean that loves us?

[amnesiaguy]

you want the ocean to change for YOU? you think that being tamed is the only way for her to prove her love??? go sit on a rock by the seaside and listen to the tide. find some gratitude for one of the only things in existence that always keeps its promise to come back

[crystallizedtwilight]

whoops

[knottahooker]

#when you set out for revenge dig two graves#unless you’re hamlet#in which case you’re going to want to rent a backhoe (x) YOU’RE NOT LEAVING THAT IN THE TAGS BUDDY

[nitashinori]

That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?

[adarhysenthe]

Original Sailor Moon and Pokemon.

[ladyaranel]

Original Sailor Moon as well! The gateway drug. Also Inu Yasha.

[airenwoodmoon]

Gatchaman, Robot Carnival, and Vampire Hunter D. Gatchaman predates them all technically.

[storms-whisper]

USA. OG sailor moon and yu gi oh

[cryptotheism]

The hoes are unimpressed with your sarcastic detachment, and are enchanted with my sincere wonder. Writhe like the worm you are.

[elethart]

[thecollectibles]

Goldberry, River-Daughter by Marie Magny

[anyawen]

The teenager was asked to write a short scene or draw a short comic using a comedic trope from a list on a handout in their HS American Lit class. They chose to do the comic …

[thesaltofcarthage]

the Bard will never die.

and this comic is fucking genius.

[diagnosed-weird]

[verifiedaccount]

Mike

P.G. Wodehouse

[deforest]

WILLIAM POWELL & MYRNA LOY as Nick and Nora Charles THE THIN MAN (1934)         — dir. W.S. Van Dyke

[lovely-v]

This is the best fuckign movie on the planet

[shipsonmymind]

“I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of queer dreams. There was a dog howling all night under my window, which may have had something to do with it; or it may have been the paprika…”

— Jonathan Harker, in Dracula by Bram Stoker