OVER THE GARDEN WALL (2014)
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OVER THE GARDEN WALL (2014)
Rutger Bregman is the Dutch historian who became a global sensation after an appearance at this yearâs Davos summit, where he accused attending billionaires of ignoring taxation. Now he has created another viral moment in an extremely uncomfortable interview with Fox Newsâs Tucker Carlson.
Bregman so riled Carson with his accusations of hypocrisy, critiques of Foxâs conservative agenda, and attacks on Donald Trump that the TV host called him a âmoronâ and angrily told him: âGo fuck yourself.â
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Lot more people around the world are going to watch this now than if it actually aired. Speaking truth to power is the best viral content!
Always re-post this.
This didnât air so I reblogged to make sure people got to see it anyway.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
The BEST and ONLY RIGHT way to worship the GODS is
However you want as long as youâre respectful. Donât feel obligated to perform daily elaborate rituals.
Sometimes itâs just as sweet to make a cup of tea and pour a little out to the god you want to have a quiet morning moment of prayer or conversation with.
There is so much joy and love to be found with the gods in the quiet spaces of your day.
Washing dishes and tidying up can be soothing and meditative if you devote it to Hestia. Caring for your plants can be a wonderful little devotional moment to Demeter, Persephone, even Artemis. Take a moment to stop in that little patch of sun streaming through your window and feel the love for Apollon swell through your chest. Instead of altars Iâve created little decorative nooks for the gods and if it involves a plant in that space I devote that plant to the god in charge of that little corner.
I hope everyone finds some small measure of peace while we distance ourselves from each other in the name of Aesclepius, and find time to think about the gods now and again. However much you worship is enough. Everything you do is enough. Your love and devotion to the gods is enough.
Mirror mirror on the wall, give me books, i want them all
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People: "You can't even start thinking about Halloween, it's not even October yet." Me:
Do u ever think about how dogs, who have 2 colour receptors, see an apple as grayish yellow, while humans have 3 and see it as red, and mantis shrimp have 12, and see it another monstrous colour altogether?
How none of us are necessarily correct, and the apple itself, is not really any colour, itâs just a fruit minding its own goddamn business??
Fucking fascinating
We donât know how ANYTHING TASTES, SOUNDS, LOOKS, FEELS, OR SMELLS
If you think about it just a bit too much like I did, you'll reach the conclusion that nothing really tastes, sounds, looks, feels or smells. It's just your brain's interpretation of chemical composition, vibrations, the way things reflect light, more vibrations and chemical composition again
Reality canât be proven to exist outside of our ability to perceive it through our senses but our senses canât be trusted so basically nothing is real do what you want
Today on Tumblr Accidentally Recapitulates Wittgenstein's Theory of Experiential Epistomology
Tfw you shitpost so hard you accidentally write a beautiful summary of the defining breakthrough of 20th century philosophy.
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Story of Your Life by Ted Chiang
I used my time on the plane over to Singapore to finally read The Story of Your Life by Ted Chiang. Itâs a sci-fi short story about human attempts to communicate with an alien species that travel to Earth. It is tender, beautifully written work that touches on love and memories, and is often noted for its subtle exploration of the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis.
For me, itâs one of the best fictional descriptions Iâve come across of the process to document and capture a language you donât speak. In fact, itâs better than many non-fictional accounts. The language is less fanciful than those found in China MiĂ©villeâs Embassy Town (review here), but still provides some interesting challenges.
I loved this short story as a linguo-nerd, a sci-fi fan and a reader of quality prose. Iâm still turning it over in my head days later.
Thanks to my buddy Jill V for the recommendation!
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London: How do you take your tea?
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my boyfriend talks in his sleep and I wish it was just cute gibberish but instead itâs TERRIFYING. so far, he has:
- grabbed me by the shoulder and put his hand over my mouth at 3am and pointed to the wall, whispering âdo you see it? the barbed wire.â - woken me up and muttered âheâs hereâ while staring at my bedroom door - rolled over last night and said âyou donât know whatâs out there. You donât know whatâs in the swamp.â
heâs taken like 20 years off my life.
on a less terrifying note, he once kissed me really gently and then said âhave a great day at work babyâ and pushed me onto the floor at 2am and immediately wrapped himself in all the covers
when you keep starting your sentence over and over again because no one is paying attention to you