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david lynch keeps his head, david foster wallace
“It’s hard to get lost. It’s so hard that I’ll probably quickly figure out some way to find myself, even if finding myself is once again my vital lie. Until now finding myself was already having an idea of a person and fitting myself into it: I’d incarnate myself into this organized person, and didn’t feel the great effort of construction that is living. The idea I had of what a person is came from my third leg, the one that pinned me to the ground. But, and now? will I be freer? [...]
But I’m afraid of newness and I’m afraid of living whatever I don’t understand – I always want to be sure to at least think I understand, but I don’t know how to give myself over to disorientation. How could I explain that my greatest fear is precisely of: being? And yet there is no other way. [...] Maybe disappointment is the fear of no longer belonging to a system. [...] What I used to be, was no good for me. But it was from that not-good that I’d organized the best thing of all: hope. [...] Am I afraid now that my new way of being doesn’t make sense? But why not let myself be carried away by whatever happens? I would have to take the holy risk of chance. And I will substitute fate for probability. Getting lost means finding things without any idea of what do with what you’re finding."
Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.
robert jordan, i respect your worldbuilding a lot, but did you really have to call them sniffers???
what the—are we engaging in fantasy multiverse theory right now?
lan mandragoran is funny sometimes, is the thing
liandrin talking just a little bit like yoda is really making me laugh
okay madam, would you like a lightsaber?
okay no, i'm sorry, egwene literally just started going down to the dungeon, homesick and watching her friends drift further and further from each other, to talk to padan fain - the man who betrayed her people - and she wants so badly to believe in the light in him and his stories and that anyone can be redeemed if they're just given the chance and time?? and she went there so often she learned the guards' names and was able to catalogue a creeping change in their behavior?? and she knows what each of the prisoners did to land them in their cells?? and she thinks everything can be saved in time??
and i'm just supposed to be okay about this??????
(scream) egwene my darling.........
what do you meeeeeeeean she got so lonely and she misses home so bad she talks to the man who brought the trollocs to their doorstep. i gotta go lie down.