#deformaties

[coyote-gutz]

Hey tumblr... can anybody tell me what the hell is wrong with this deer’s pelvis??

The right side is seemingly healthy... but the left side.. holy shit.. what is going ON there?!? The last photo is of the femur that matches that side, which is also covered in these growths.. Idk if this has anything to do with it, but it was found next to a nuclear plant.

[shewhoworshipscarlin]

Engraving of Caricatures and Deformities by Leonardo Da Vinci, by etcher Wenceslaus Hollar, 1645, Flanders.

[heraldgame]

We visited the Utrecht University Museum to research 19th century science and medicine for Book III & IV! It was very informative as well as a little creepy. Not pictured: horrid looking medical tools used on actual people. We’re very glad we don’t live in that time period...

[inallherhonesty]

[updeliver]

You Will Fall in Love With the Girl Without a Forehead

http://updeliver.com/will-fall-love-girl-without-forehead/

If you enjoyed the video on the boy who was born with his brain outside his skull, here’s a similar story that took place on the other side of the globe. The digital age is wrought with many challenges. We are consistently overloaded with constant barrages of data from the information...

[dose-of-sparkle]

If everyone liked the same thing, we'd all be single.

I think I'm the shit. I think I'm cool, funny, smart, occasionally pretty, I think I'm God damn fantastic. Now, don't go calling me self absorbed or conceited, hear me out before you get all judgmental.

I think pretty highly of myself, the way I see it if I don't who will? I'm not going to wait around for someone to determine my worth, to tell me what I am able to do, I'm not waiting around, I don't have time for that. So, I decided long ago to snuggle up and get to know me, to figure out who I am and what I want and so far I'm liking me. I know I'm not the prettiest, smartest, funniest or cleverest person out there. I know I'm not everyone's ideal person. I can be loud and obnoxious, I can be annoying and vain, I can be arrogant and intolerable, but we all get like that. We all have these characteristics we wish we didn't have. We all wish we were these perfect little clones that did everything flawlessly, we wish we were completely perfect in every single way.

But where's the fun in that?

Where's the fun in every person in the world being the same way, being "perfect", being flawless?

The way I see, and this is only my honest opinion, true perfection comes from embracing all our faults and imperfections with open arms. Accepting all our little character flaws and deformities. Accepting the fact that we're not perfect and that's completely ok. 

And what is perfection anyway? Our idea of "perfect" depends on a vast number of factors, such as where we're from, where we live, cultural backgrounds, society, media, all these and much more determine our separate ideas of perfect. You can't please the whole world, so you might as well just go and please yourself and be your very own, very special, very unique version of perfect. 

[sevenbones-blog]