Requirements:
a few nights ago when I was midnight-swimming in the lake with this bro and some friends, the bro kept putting his head underwater and opening his eyes and being like “whoa it’s so dark you can’t see anything it’s just………blackness and water and shit”
and I was like “is the abyss staring back, or……………..”
he didn’t say anything but
I think it’s important to keep lakes terrifying
midnight swimming always and forever but I am an ocean girl.
| math test: | a farmer plants 7 crops of tomatoes and 3 crops of carrots what is the probablity his moms name is leslie |
| history test: | the american civil war ended in 1865, explain how this had a defining role in the extinction of dinosaurs |
| literature test: | explain what the author meant by, "the apple was as red as an apple" |
| physics tests: | The aliens ate 3.4 doughnuts. Their crumbs fell to the Earth because of gravity. Calculate how many penguins are eating pancakes at the speed of light. |
—
adrienne rich, “split at the root” (via beneathbixbybridge)
i remember everything about the first time i read this (1994).
(via karaj)
I find now, swallowing one teaspoon
of pain, that it drops downward
to the past where it mixes
with last year’s cupful
and downward into a decade’s quart
and downward into a lifetime’s ocean.
—Anne Sexton
Residue is my entire personality.
(via karaj)
— Hans Keilson, Comedy in a Minor Key (translated by Damion Searls)
(Source: awritersruminations)
The abject is perverse
because it neither gives up nor assumes a prohibition, a rule,
or a law; but turns them aside, misleads, corrupts; uses them,
takes advantage of them, the better to deny them. It kills in the
name of life—a progressive despot; it lives at the behest of
death—an operator in genetic experimentations; it curbs the
other’s suffering for its own profit—a cynic (and a psychoanalyst); it establishes narcissistic power while pretending to reveal
the abyss—an artist who practices his art as a “business.” Corruption
is its most common, most obvious appearance. That
is the socialized appearance of the abject.—Julia Kristeva, “Powers of Horror”
Still from Isolation Tank, Gary Hill, 2011
Almost every day I fill the tub with salt water and lie down, with just enough of my face exposed to be able to breathe and stay there as long as I can. Sometimes the water gets cold and I refill it and then lie down again. When I’m submereged I can either hear the pipes gurgling or nothing at all. I don’t think I even realized it was sensory deprivation until now, it’s just the only time I feel calm. I told Kara I’m having an empathic crisis which is so dramatic and flip but it’s true. Too many people talking and crowding and too many feelings and responses and it’s too hard to listen and it’s too hard to be heard.
‘Squatter’ secretly builds incredible (but thoroughly illegal) treehouse hidden in Canada’s Whistler forest just yards from multi-million £ homes
more photos:
activism
— Chris Pureka, Momentary Thief (via whateverjeanne)
men who reblog posts about feminism and add commentary
no
men
no
this tweet alone has restored my faith in Amanda Bynes.
Inspiration as I piece together my next book.
omg kstew there is a tswift song for this exact situation
marc luring me out of bed with a fancy coffee maker and a fire so that i can write my feminist dissertation might be my new best example of feminist...
The snuggliest princess.
