1. My two cents on the whole ruckus with Yahoo acquiring Tumblr

    Yes, let us not pretend, at least me, anyway, that mos of us took with little faith this new “partnership” between the giant corporation and the cool kid on the block. But one thing that astonishes me is the texts that have crossed my eyes today.

    People migrating their tumblrs to a wordpress account, going back to their blogger days. Citing that they want to get away from likes and reblogs, they aren’t in the writing business for the ego stroking.

    They don’t want to be controlled by the popularity that they gain, or lack thereof. And I ask myself: Seriously? You need to change your blogging platform because of the “atention” that you might acquire with your texts? Because you don’t want the reblogs, the likes and the replies to affect your writing process and you as a person and as a writer?

    I say this is bullshit. Yes, the interaction between audience and the person behind the tumblr account can be much easier with tumblr than with your average blog plataform, but if the “ego-stroking” is not your thing, you won’t be phased by it. I bet that Neil Gaiman must have a dozen -probably much more than a dozen- a day, not to mention that he’s fairly active on the comunity, I don’t see him turning into a asshole because of all the attention that he gets.

    Even when it knocks on your door. The only person that I write to is to myself. The only person that I need to please in my tumblr is me. Obviously, when you see that someone recognized themselves in one of your postings is a nice feeling, after all, we are programmed to be accepted by others, considering our social hierarchy as mammals  we need to feel connected whiting our society to feel safe. But doing the whole “oh, I prefer so much more the old ways, without the reblogs and the likes, I don’t want that to get in the way of my writing” just sounds like hipster doofus shit to my ears.

     

  2. “Marilyn always dreamt of being an actress. She didn’t, by the way, dream of being just a star. She dreamt of being an actress. And she had always lived somehow with that dream. And that is why, despite the fact that she became one of the most unusual and outstanding stars of all time, she herself was never satisfied. When she came to New York, she began to perceive the possibilities of really accomplishing her dream, of being an actress.” - Lee Strasberg

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  3. Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording —all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
    — 

    Sylvia Plath 

    ever so current.

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  4. ahhmmmburr:

    moon—moth:

    afronaut:

    physicsphysics:

    An interesting model of our solar system’s path as it travels through space in the Milky Way.

    Certainly a departure from usual models that show the Sun as a static object, which it certainly isn’t

    I have been waiting for this picture to come back around for so long to show it to someone.

    Cosmic dances
     

  5. Hannibal: Will Graham + Dogs (Winston and Pack).

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  6. No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice.
    — Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters

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  8. The Brain by Olson Kundig Architects

    The Brain is a 14,280 cubic-foot cinematic laboratory where the client, a filmmaker, can work out ideas. Physically, that neighborhood birthplace of invention, the garage, provides the conceptual model. The form is essentially a cast-in-place concrete box, intended to be a strong yet neutral background that provides complete flexibility to adapt the space at will. Inserted into the box along the north wall is a steel mezzanine. All interior structures are made using raw, hot-rolled steel sheets.

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  9. Cate Le Bon “Shoeing The Bones” (official video)

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  10. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.
    — Meredith Grey

    no apologies. ZERO apologies.

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  11. Life was too short to be with someone who wasn’t quite right, someone who made you think more than they made you feel.
    — Anaïs Escobar

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  12. My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.
    — Vladimir Nabokov, trilingual writer that understood the very different personalities of the languages he spoke.

    (Source: linguisticsyall, via ryannjoy)

     

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  14. sarahseeandersen:

    Doodle time zines are now finally for sale online, printed, cut, and assembled by yours truly!  Listing of the included comics is on the etsy page. 

    https://www.etsy.com/listing/151393029/doodle-time-zine

    (Hurry, only 17 available~!)

    OH and it you live in Baltimore, Atomic Books and Novelty House in Hampden is selling a few copies!

     

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