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@tomakeastatement
when i was reading the book entangled life which is about fungi and the author merlin sheldrake said that once he got his first author copies he was going to dampen the pages and use them to grow oyster mushrooms and yeast and then use the yeast to brew beer and then drink the beer with the mushrooms to complete the cycle of fungal knowledge. i was like really and truly this guy gets it
he ate his own words.
But really and truly. The cycle is not complete until he dies.
Iām not sure how or why, but this is goth as FUCK.Ā
his brother cosmo is a musician and made a theme song for it and god I wish it was longer because it slaps
their parents named them Merlin and Cosmo, and they were rewarded with some very unique and creative individuals
HEY WAIT THATS COSMO SHELDRAKE. THE GUY WHO DID
I hate it when people ask me what genre of music i listen to because i genuinely have no clue. It's called Music I Like genre. The best genre out there
this is kind of my favorite genre of image ever. like THIS is what the internet is for
at my wedding yes i will have a maid of honour but why stop there. ill give all my maids titles. we will have a maid of hope. a maid of horror. a maid of horticulture. a maid of harm. a maid of healing. and of course. a maid of hogs
could i interest you in a compilation of my favorite post-hiatus dip and pip moments in these trying times?
This is the FUNNIEST SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN
Reblogging for cultural enrichment
bout time I brought back the Laurel and Hardy flex tape-
From The Killers, 1946. A Film Noir Classic
Iām an archivist, behold my growing collection was of old photos mirroring timeless memes Iāve come across at various places Iāve worked.
I love watching Phil while Dan is yapping bc it's either love eyes to the max or total disassociation NO thoughts in his head. And then he snaps back into the video and goes "yes :D" at any moment.
Furthermore whoever removed the audio jack from phones should be grilled in front of congress. The fact that I need a dongle to listen to music on a modern telephone while 20 years ago I could have simply plugged a universally standardized cord into the audio jack everyone knew how to use is an anti-human move that should be punished.
my conspiracy theory is that phan isnt real just because a world where theyre not dating is so funny to me. imagine a world where they date in 2009 then break up but still live together for over a decade, making their work lives inseparable and creating a joint brand together, then design & buy a house together. all while being exes. imagine a world where dan is not dating the person he called his actual soulmate. imagine them dating someone else while they go online and call each other ranch metaphors and run their mouth about their sex life all the time
what would you do if your boyfriend had a joint channel with his ex (who he lives with) where they flirt on camera and show the video to thousands of lesbians who have been invested in them for 15 years
one of my favorite things to do in limited perspective is write sentences about the things someone doesn't do. he doesn't open his eyes. he doesn't reach out. i LOVE sentences like that. if it's describing the narrator, it's a reflection of their desires, something they're holding themselves back from. there's a tension between urge and action. it makes you ask why they wanted or felt compelled to do that, and also why they ultimately didn't. and if it's describing someone else, it tells you about the narrator's expectations. how they perceive that other person or their relationship. what they thought the other person was going to do, or thought the other person should have done, but failed to. negative action sentences are everything.
Still collecting the full alphabet of the ālive, laugh, loveā variants if anyone has some good examples.
Bonus if they can fit the āWe canāt ___, _____, ____ our way out of this.ā
compilation of the commentsā best hits + some of mine own.
5 years ago, I was in Rehab.
10 years ago, I was watching my Potential and Opportunities dissolve and evaporate in an ocean of cheap gin and expensive whiskey.
But 5 years ago, I was in Rehab.
One of the exercises they had us perform was to imagine ourselves happy, 5 years in the future.
Many of us in that room had forgotten how to imagine nice things happening to them. A few snorted (well, I snorted), finding the notion that weād even still be around in 5 years grimly humorous.
For about half of us, it was the last stop on the way down.
But I indulged the therapist. I was there, after all, because I did not want to die. So, I imagined myself, 5 years hence.
Happy.
It came to me all at once; an artistic remix on Norman Rockwellās Freedom From Want, reframed with myself placing food at the table.
Sunday Dinner At My Place, I answered, when it came my turn to share my fantasy. I was asked what food I imagined eating.
Itās not the meal itself, I said, itās the implications framed around it. Sunday Dinner At My Place means that I have a Place. It means that I have Family that will actually speak to me and friends who actually want to see me. It means money enough not just to feed myself but others too. It means having the time to spare to take the time preparing the meal.
A lot of nodding heads all around me. A struck chord. Many people with no Place, in that place. Nowhere that would lament their leaving.
5 years hence, as I lay down to sleep in my Home, with my Wife and my Son, surrounded by my Art and my Flowers, I reflect.
It was a long road. It was hard. We lost people. So many people. There were long days and long nights and hospital stays. Angry arguments with ghosts. I changed, in ways I never hoped for, or expected. Good ways, finally, for once. Slowly, against the backdrop of a world in chaos, I found my mind.
Sometimes, My Wife wondered aloud, what she did to deserve me. After some stumbling with my feelings, I eventually settled on an answer.
Iām a Rescue.
She gave me a Home.
And, so, I gave her a Family.
It seemed fair
This Sunday, my folks, which whom I have not had a shouting match in years, will come over for dinner. We will cook and eat together. My Friend became My Wife, and she took a piece of me and with it she made Our Son. There will be many hugs, and no violence. Good Things Happened.
I donāt know who needs to hear this, but you donāt know what the future holds.
donāt give up yet, ok?
It could get good, even.
@hopepunk-humanity
Did you know that after they switched to blind auditions, major symphony orchestras hired women between 30% to 55% more? Before bringing in āblind auditionsā with a screen to conceal the the candidate, women in the top 5 major orchestras made up less than 5% of the musicians performing.
so I believe it was actually more complicated than that, in interesting ways. Because at first, when they did blind auditions, they were STILL hiring more men.
ā¦Then they put down a carpet, so that high heels didnāt clack on the floor,Ā and BOOM women were suddenly getting hired.
The testers didnāt even know thatās what they were picking up on, which just goes to show how tiny of a cue it takes for misogyny to kick in.
The case of blind auditions for orchestras and how it dramatically changed the gender makeup of orchestras is a very illuminating example of gender bias, and an interesting possible way of countering it.
You can be sexist without knowing it. You can be racist without knowing it. This is not a moral failing; it is a moral imperative to remember that you are fallible, and take steps to limit the damage your squishy ape brainās foibles can cause.
happy first day of dnptit <3
dan howell be like me and phil donāt share clothes i just sometimes ask to borrow philās clothes and then i wear them. miss thing that is the definition of sharing clothes