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Tonight we say good bye to the advent season and hello to Christmas and I'm bummed about it. This time of darkness and longing and crying out to God from a particularly dank time in American history, I mean, in my lifetime, has been 1000% what the doctor ordered and I'm not sure I'm ready to let go and get up off the floor, wash my face, brush my hair, and put the shoulder to the wheel when it feels so good to just stay on the ground and scream at God. But I guess that's whatchrismasisallablllpthhh blah blah the hope of rebirth, the presence of goodness and light in the midst of cow shit, the midwifery of a more just and peaceful world. Advent sorts out our priorities, boils us down until we're cried out on the floor, and then Christmas turns the lights on, stuffs us with food, surrounds us with loved ones, and sends us out into the new year to accomplish the Change We Wish To See™. Good bye, Advent, it's been fun sitting by the roadside, shaking a stick at pedestrians, and covering my face with ashes with you. See you next year, Lord willing and the creek don't rise. And by creek I mean Russia and be rise I mean nukes.

"Ellen Page said she’d been scared to reveal her truth, and way too many people responded with, “In other news, the sky is blue.” The fact that so many felt comfortable being that rude to someone who’d just publicly shared a private struggle speaks volumes about how important they consider the issues of gay women to be. We should be wary of these people. People like them are why so many believe this country is post-racial or post-feminist when this country is racist as fuck and hates women." This autostraddle article is actually making me tear up?? Angry, sad, and happy in turns???

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"If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?" “Let me tell you something. I’m a Sikh. And I lived in India back in 1984, when a Sikh assassinated Indira Gandhi. Mobs of people went door-to-door, using voter rolls to identify the Sikhs and kill them. They were chanting outside our door while we hid in the closet. The only reason I’m still alive is that our neighbor convinced them that we’d moved away. So I don’t have anything to say to a large group of people. I hate large groups of people.”

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okay just look at this picture tho bryan and hugh look genuinely delighted to be standing in front of a nude black corpse mounted on stag antlers

and mads is just

like he looks completely terrified

I just

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catasters

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heard you were talkin shit

we-are-star-stuff

Foxfire, also sometimes referred to as “fairy fire”, is the bioluminescence created by some species of fungi present in decaying wood. The bluish green glow is attributed to luciferase, an oxidizing agent, which emits light as it reacts with luciferin. Although the purpose is unknown, it is widely believed that the light is meant to attract insects to spread its spores or, to act as a warning to hungry animals, similar to the bright colors exhibited by some poisonous or unpalatable species of animals.

theparisreview

“The [photographs] are hazily captured women, as elusive as the characters in the poems themselves.” Ali Pechman on Julia Margaret Cameron and the poetic portrait.

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ABANDONED AMUSEMENT PARKS

I cannot stop surfing through these haunting Francesco Mugnai pictures. His photo series on abandoned amusement parks brings chills to my body as thrilling as the excitement I can recall back from visiting the amusement parks of my childhood. Here are all the memories rotting in fields and perhaps hosting some ghostly visitors.

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