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A comforting thought
Five thousand years ago, the Sumerians called the night ngi, the stars mul, and the moon Nanna.
Four thousand years ago, the Akkadians called the night mƫƥu, the stars kakkabƫ, and the moon Sßn.
Three thousand years ago, the Hittites called the night iĆĄpanza, the stars haĆĄtereĆĄ, and the moon Arma.
Two and a half thousand years ago, the Greeks called the night nux, the stars astra, and the moon SelĂȘnĂȘ.
Two thousand years ago, the Romans called the night nox, the stars stellae, and the moon Luna.
Kings and queens and heroes looked up at them. So did travelers coming home, and little children who sneaked out of bed. So did slaves, and mothers and soldiers and old shepherds, and Sappho and MurĆĄili and Enheduanna and Socrates and Hatshepsut and Cyrus and Cicero. In this darkness it didnât matter who they were, or where they stood. Only that they were human.
Think of that tonight, when you close your window. You are not alone. You share this night sky with centuries of dreamers and stargazers, and people who longed for quiet. Are you anxious? The Hittites were too: they called it pittuliyaĆĄ. Does your heart ache? The Greeks felt it too: they called it akhos. Those who look up to the stars for comfort are a family, and you belong to them. Your ancestors have stood under Nanna, SĂźn, Arma, SelĂȘnĂȘ and Luna for five thousand years. Now its light is yours.
May it soothe you well.
A remarkable Jacobean re-emergence after 200 years of yellowing varnish Courtesy Philip Mould
PAINT RESTORATION OF MESMERIZING
I saw this on Twitter. Heâs using acetone, but a cellulose ether has been added to make it into a gel (probably Klucelâthis entire gel mixture is sometimes just called Klucel by restorers, but Klucel is specifically the stuff that makes the gel).Â
Normally, acetone is too volatile for restoration, but when itâs a gel, it becomes very stable and a) stays on top of the porous surface of the painting, and b) wonât evaporate. So it can eat up the varnish.
It looks scary, but acetone has no effect on oils, and jelly acetone is even less interactive with the surface of the paint or canvas.
Will someone PLEASE clean the mona lisa
I literally thought this is what paintings looked like back in those days, I didnât know it was yellowing varnish đ
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One of my favorite things about history is how little bits of it are preserved through traditions and mythology and we donât even notice it. Like how we still say ââTis the seasonâ at Christmastime. Who says âtis anymore? No one, itâs dead except in this tiny phrase. I had a friend once tell me that she noticed the only group of people who could consistently identify a spinning wheel were girls between the ages of 4 and 7. Why? Sleeping Beauty. There are little linguistic quirks that have been around for centuries, bits of slang we use that people 400 years ago would recognize, but unless you showed someone a 400 year old dictionary, theyâd never believe it. Whispers of the past are always there.
Words preserved through idioms are actually called Fossil Words! Hereâs a Wikipedia article listing a bunch of examples.Â
She took up acting because the malnutrition she suffered under the nazis permanently damaged her health and prevented her from pursuing her dream to be a ballerina. During the war, she danced to raise money for the resistance - even though she was literally starving, she used what strength she had to make sure more nazis got shot.Â
She and her mom also denounced their royal heritage because of the Nazis in their family
Also Audrey was a humanitarian until her death, though ill with cancer, she continued her work for UNICEF, travelling to Somalia, Kenya, the United Kingdom, Switzerland, France and the United States.
this kinda stuff is exactly why i decided to try to buy as few nestlé brands as possible (they are unfortunately sometimes hard to avoid)
NestlĂ© is LITERALLY on an obnoxious campaign to privetize access to clean drinking water as we speak. They fundamentally do NOT believe that access to water is a basic human right: they believe that buying it from them is whatâs a basic human right! If you boycott only ONE brand for the rest of your life, let it be NestlĂ©! This has been a household boycott of my familyâs ever since my childhood, because in the 70âs, NestlĂ© did one of the most disgraceful things imaginable: they went into some of the poorest countries in Africa, gave away free infant formula samples just until the mothersâ breast milk had dried up, and then started charging for it - which of course they couldnât afford, so literally millions of babies died. You can read more about that here, and more about the history of the widespread boycott against NestlĂ© here on wikipedia. As for the water campaign, just google âNestlĂ© water scandalâ and youâll get more results than you can even read. This is NOT a good corporation to be giving your money to!
This. Pretty much when I learn a brand is a NestlĂ© subsidiary, I write that entire product line off if there is any viable alternative. Started doing that in the 90s and I donât care if it doesnât matter, Nestle tastes like death to me and I want no part in it.
August 2014 - Looking back through old summer shots of Mount Rainier, just waiting for more adventures in the season ahead.
Do not remove credit.
THIS REALLY MADE MY DAYÂ
lol the yellow lab
And the bearded dragon chillinâ with his own food.
look at him hes so excited
whats the best way to trim the crest+beard of a silkie? this lady can barely see with all that floof!Â
apparently some people use little headbands to keep the fluff out of their eyes
80s chickens
yo im late but when i first got my polish frizzle bantams years ago from their breeder their crests were up to keep them out of the mud (because theyâre show birds) and the result was amazing
chef hats/make-up brush hair
i love them thank you for the advice
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had to Google what frizzles looked like normally and
did they use painterâs tape for the chef hats/make up brushes? wouldnât tape hurt their feathers?
one ben/leslie moment per episode â 4.08
Dumbledore, died at age 115
Horcruxes made: 0
Voldemort, died at age 71
Horcruxes made: 7
Conclusion: Voldemort was the most useless, magic dependant wizard that ever existed. He could have lived till like 200 if he just ate well and exercised, but no he had to go and split up his soul and ruin perfectly good jewellery, fucking dumbass.
this sounds like it was written by hermione granger at 1 am
He tried to use an advanced death magic spell to kill a baby. He literally doesnât know how to do anything without magic. Just drop it out a window my dude, babies are so delicate
Aaand that was Ron
when christian artists change the line in hallelujah from âmaybe thereâs a God aboveâ to âI know that thereâs a God aboveâ >:c
#idk why iâm so unreasonably angry#maybe cuz itâs my fav line
itâs also because Leonard COHEN (!) was Jewish and this is a quintessentially Jewish line, and changing it to that level of Annoying Certainty is stripping it of its Jewish meaning and imbuing it with that particularly American smug evangelical Christian attitude that makes me tired, so very tired
THAT IS EXACTLY WHY
I donât think Iâve heard any cover artist sing my favorite verses You say I took the name in vain I donât even know the name But if I did, well really, whatâs it to you? Thereâs a blaze of light In every word It doesnât matter which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah I did my best, it wasnât much I couldnât feel, so I tried to touch Iâve told the truth, I didnât come to fool you And even though It all went wrong Iâll stand before the Lord of Song With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
um woah
I will always hit the reblog button so hard for Hallelujah but ESPECIALLY mentions of the elusive final verses which are just about my favorite lyrics ever. Why do people always omit the best part of the song??
In Yiddish
In Hebrew
In Ladino
Yeah, I wonder why the verses that reference specific Jewish mystical and chassidic concepts that arenât readily understood by American âI love Jews, you know, Jesus was Jewish!â Christians never get any airtime. Funny that.
You say I took the name in vain I donât even know the name But if I did, well really, whatâs it to you? Thereâs a blaze of light In every word It doesnât matter which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah
These are specifically about Chassidic Jewish theories of the holy language, how each letter and combination of letters in Hebrew contains the essence of the divine spark and if used correctly, can unlock or uncover the divine spark in the mundane material word. And of course, there are secret names of God which, when spoken by any ordinary human would kill them, but if you are worthy and holy and righteous can be used to perform miracles or even to behold the glory of God face-to-face. The words themselves have power. Orthodox Jews often wonât even pronounce the word âhallelujahâ in itâs entirety in conversation, because the âyahâ sound at the end is a True Name of God (there are hundreds, supposedly) and thus too holy to say outside of prayer.
None of this is to mention how Davidâs sin in sleeping with Batshevah (the subject of much of the song, with a brief deviation to Shimshon and Delilah) is considered the turning point in the Tanach that ultimately dooms the Davidic line at the cosmological level and thus dooms Jewish sovereignty and independence altogether. From a Christian perspective this led to Jesus, the King of Kings, and thatâs all very well and good for them, but for the Jews, the Davidic line never returned and is the central tragedy of the total arc of the Torah. Like, our Bible doesnât have a happy ending? And thatâs what this song is about? Thereâs no Grace - you just have to sit with the sin and its consequence.
Of course, Cohen is referencing all of this ironically, and personalizing these very high-level religious concepts. Like the point of this song is that Cohen, the songwriter, is identifying with David, the psalmist, and identifying his own sins with Davidâs. The ache that you hear in this song is that the two thousand year exile that resulted from one wrong night of passion and Cohen feels that the pain he has caused to his lover is of equally monumental infamy. Basically, in a certain light, the whole of Psalms is a vain effort for David to atone for his sin and I think Cohen was writing this song in wonderment that David could eternally praise the God who would not forgive him and would force him and his people into exile. But he ultimately gets how you have to surrender to the inexorable force of God in the face of your own inadequacies and how to surrender is to worship and to worship is to praise - hence, Hallelujah. You can either do the right thing and worship God from the start, or you can fuck up, be punished, and thus be forced to beg for His forgiveness. Itâs the terrible inevitability of praise thatâs driving him mad.
Like honestly, I identify with this song so strongly as an off-the-derech Jew, I sometimes wonder what Christians can possibly hear in this song, as it speaks so specifically to the sadomasochistic relationship that a lapsed Jew has with their God. Itâs such a different song from a Christian theological perspective itâs almost unrecognizable, man. This song continues to be a wonder of postmodern Jewish theology and sexuality from start to finish. Donât let anyone give you any âJudeo-Christianâ narishkeit. This is a Jewish song.
(Sorry about the wild tangent itâs just 2AM and I love this song so dang much, you guys.)
holy shit. woah.
Reblogging for incredible commentary from @stoneandbloodandwater.
Guys, you can really can make a light, happy, positive show that also has dark roots without it being ~*~problematic.~*~
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt is a show about a kidnap and rape victim who gets to start her life over with new friends who love and support her.
Itâs Always Sunny in Philadelphia is a cautionary tale of how being an asshole to other people only ends up ruining your life.
The Good Place is a show that literally takes place in Hell, but shows you that itâs never too late to make amends and start over.
Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is a show about a woman who destroys her own life because she thinks she deserves to be unhappy, but through the love of her friends learns to lover herself.
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