"I am in pursuit of an idea, a story, a chimera, perhaps a folly. I am chasing ghosts." - Paul Salopek
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i know that life isn't a race and that everyone does things on their own schedule and that i shouldn't compare myself to other people who haven't lived the same life that i have and overcome the same obstacles i have. BUT
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*busts thru yr front door*
ALL I WANTED WAS TO FIDGET WITH MY FOUNTAIN PEN AND HELP IT DEVELOP A NICE PATINA
NOW MY HAND'S COVERED IN GREEN INK
DAMN IT
*sails out the window with a glorious crash*
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The Westbury Horse, 1939 by Eric Ravilious
Train Landscape, 1940 by Eric Ravilious
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San Sebastián by Aurelio Cabrera y Gallardo (1870-1936).
Municipal Museum of Fine Arts of Santa Cruz de Tenerife
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i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm
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every time i see someone call kirk and spock the oldest ship, i'm filled with the urge to go "hmm actually the holmes and watson girlies have been here for a hundred years now", and i refrain because i know the natural conclusion of this game is gilgamesh and enkidu
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finally able to lift my head from work chaos as I enter the weird, unsettling period of a collective held breath, now I'm half-laughing, half-terrified of what I know I have to do to survive what might be coming, all the seemingly basic 'take better care of yourself' and 'learn how to relax' and 'unlearn trauma' work that I've been putting off for literal years, how this taking care of myself business is going to be so ice cold serious & necessary if I'm to keep my grip, keep my feet planted in the soil of this garden (I'm trying to shift the language I use from battle metaphors to phrasing that inherently speaks to the better world I want to believe in), and on the one hand it's a relief to be in a position that justifies such a narrow focus - I know that where I am is where I can do good and preserve goodness with a long view, and so I will stand my ground, not feeling guilty for all the other things I'm not doing - and on the other hand. it's overwhelming. on the other hand. I only have so many hands. who will I be on the other side of this?
I'm no longer catholic. even so, I'm remembering an old prayer, the prayer of the Breton fisherman:
Lord, the sea is so large And my boat is so small
(I'm gonna breathe. and I'm gonna hold tight to every second of joy. and I'm gonna love myself and my family and friends and community so hard, damn it.)
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save me used book that costs $3... $3 used book save me
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my other grounding technique is remembering that the earliest abolitionists & the earliest suffragists had no proof that the world would ever make possible what they fought for and indeed many of them did not live to see it come to pass. and yet they did not succumb to despair so it would be disrespectful to their memory to let it overtake me
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not interested in getting involved in the rest of this discussion, for the most part, but to me this is a GREAT piece of advice that many people these days don't seem to be getting or understanding.
not everyone you meet or interact with is your friend, the requirements and expectations for respectful behaviour between friends is not the same as between strangers.
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You know, it's kinda funny how much of high fantasy centers around kings and nobility and courtly intrigue considering that the archetypal high fantasy, Lord of the Rings, had the rather explicit moral of "saving the world is up to this backwater hick and his gardener because no politician, least of all inherited nobility, would have the ability to see past their own ambition and throw away a weapon". Oh sure, Aragorn is a great king and all, but there's a reason he's over there running a distraction ring while the hobbits do the real work. Sauron loses because he gets distracted by kings and armies and great battles (i.e. typical high fantasy stuff) letting Frodo and Sam sneak through his back door and blow it all to hell.
Just saying, maybe old Jirt knew what he was saying when he said that the small folk doing their best and holding to each other was more powerful than a dozen alliances and superweapons and we should respect him for it.
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currently approaching the chaos of herding anxious, opinionated cats at work with the most "I'm gonna get a good grade in this" energy ever, also while down a functioning laptop
please clap (and tell me to get a life)
#sadly not literal cats#though my own literal cat is part of the chaos#no laptop and monitor on desk means Space For Cat Butt
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Sometimes a Make Some Noise prompt hits too close to home.
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