*filling out an application with a Kenyan woman*

Me: what race would you like to put?
Her: what’s race?
Me: um, like the color of your skin kind of
Her: oh! medium brown

Naomi this is rich.


The Human genetic response to the population over flux:
Homosexual predispositions; our innate way sustaining current life without perpetuating the evolutionary crash & reset.
In 1960, the Earth held 3 Billion humans
Half a century into the present, we fill every bit of 7 Billion.
FOUR BILLION people were created in FIFTY YEARS.
So, how do obtain our harmonic equilibrium through means of peace?
Solidarity to all the LBGTQ ensuring the survival of Human creatures.

Nature is busy creating absolutely unique individuals, whereas culture has invented a single mold to which all must conform. It is grotesque.
Body like the mountain, heart like the ocean, mind like the sky.


this is so wonderfully odd

(Source: mentopica, via tuverrastuverras)


Shaft 2A, NY

Men and women are misogynistic for different reasons: men to marginalize women, and women to ingratiate themselves with the men trying to marginalize them. Neither one is justifiable, but one is oppressive and the other is a (bad) strategy to deal with that oppression. One thus sees that if the men who are misogynists weren’t, the women who are misogynists wouldn’t have any reason to be. Ergo, exhorting women to stop being misogynists so that men will stop gets it precisely backwards.

Twentysomething, by the Trufelman sisters

"How did (or will) you spend your twentieth birthday? Now, how does your sibling think you’d spend your twentieth birthday? Sisters Dorothea and Avery Trufelman answered that question in their video collaboration Twentysomething. Older sister Avery recorded her guesses at what younger sister Dorothea would do with the landmark event; Dorothea then–without listening ahead of time– filmed the course of her day. The results were edited together to produce this clip, which captivates in the similarities and divergences between Avery’s vocalized imagination and Dorothea’s camera."

(Source: vimeo.com)

Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.

I’ll protect you



Ómar Runólfsson

The sky tonight, 2007


(via meadowsandpeaks)


F1050026 by gaiagroove on Flickr.
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