vangoghcore:

by euphemia.stokefield

opposite-prompt:

stagemanagerssaygo:

This, except wardrobe storage instead. Have you ever been in a room covered with metre-deep clothing racks on every wall and dozens more crammed into the space to leave only tiny aisles to squeeze through, brushing past every jacket and dress?

Did you know that it forms the basis of an anechoic chamber, and is so unnatural a scenario that your ears feel like they’re being pressed on because your brain doesn’t know how to process the complete lack of echoes or background noise? That you can literally scream in there, and there’s so much fabric that the sound is sucked up into nothingness until someone standing at the door *three metres away* can’t hear you at all?

truffledmadness:

sapper-in-the-wire-old:

In the same vein of cave paintings having children’s handprints higher than their height suggesting them being lifted up or sitting on the shoulders of adults, there’s footprints in Australia dating to the Ice Age showing a group of adults and children walking to a body a water, and one child breaking away from the group to seemingly skip in a wavy path until rejoining the group

This is like 20 thousand years ago! And the joy and happiness of going to water made this child playfully skip along! It’s universal! Dancing their way back to their family!

In a language we will never hear, a culture we’ll never know, with thoughts and ideas we can only imagine! There are millennia of untold moments of happiness, of human connection and warmth that are gone forever. But they still happened! Did that family even notice the tracks they left? How could they have known that that one day their impossibly distant descendants would be able to see the imprints they made?

Another set of tracks in the same area shows three men hunting a giant kangaroo, running at incredible speeds, but one of them had only one foot! They jumped along on one foot, every so often an imprint from a stick appearing. How did they lose their limb? An accident? A fight? A predator? Was it completely gone or maimed? Was it from birth? Either way this person was cared for by their family and was able to heal and participate fully in life! They most likely felt grief when their family member lost the use of their limb! Who cared for them? Who gave them the stick to help them walk? What kind of joy did their family feel when they made a recovery? Did someone shape and carve the stick? They certainly worked all of their other wooden tools, something as essential that would have been too.

This was during the ice age when Australia became a brutally cold, dry desert. Their entire food system had to change. By all indications it should have been a stark and difficult life of little resources. But no! They worked together! They looked after their wounded and sick! The speed that these hunters were running at was incredible and means they were well fed and healthy! A millennia of helping one another and caring for one another and all we can get are tiny glimpses of these moments did they catch the kangaroo did they laugh and congratulate each other when they did how happy were they to bring it back to their families I just

There were people who survived trephination long enough for bone to regrow over the hole. Can you even imagine the care that must have required, in prehistoric times with no sanitation or tech or medicine? We have proof, in the form of human remains, that disabled people who couldn’t have walked or fed themselves survived for years in the Stone Age. We have cave paintings that were clearly made by an adult and a child together, one teaching the other.

The past was brutal, but that doesn’t mean everyone who lived in it was.

danceonmytongue:

Flashlight iPhone photography

honourablejester:

memeclassheroes:

That sentence started great and just kept getting better …

fmlcomic:

monsteritumputin:

woahthisguy:

aphony-cree:

woahthisguy:

thesaviorofmisbehavior:

themintycupcake:

elisamaza:

rabdoidal:

i just saw someone completely seriously, without a hint of irony, refer to it as “Q-slur Eye” and my intestines started melting like so many Salvador Dalí clocks

I’ve seen “don’t call the show Qu**r Eye if you’re a cishet and can’t reclaim the q-slur” so nothing surprises me anymore.

“Don’t normalize this word that people fought really hard to normalize! Let it keep its oppressive power because I don’t understand queer history”

God I literally fucking hate this rhetoric. It’s exclusionary, gatekeepy, TERFy, and supports a totally revisionist queer history that erases so many marginalized people, especially people who are marginalized on multiple axes.

“LET IT KEEP ITS OPPRESSIVE POWER BECAUSE I DON’T UNDERSTAND QUEER HISTORY”

Wow that really sums it up.

I lived through the “take back the word queer” movement, so let me further sum it up

The entire point was to strip the word of the power to hurt us. We embraced it by refusing to be offended by it. We were saying “you can’t hurt us with that word, we now feel empowered when we hear it.” 

During this time I saw an interview with a gay man who’d been arrested while wearing a “We’re Here, We’re Queer, Get Used To It” t-shirt. He was put into a holding cell with other detainees who tried to verbally abuse him. They started out by calling him queer but after seeing his t-shirt, and him not reacting to that word, they started stumbling over their words trying to find a name to call him. They finally settled on repeatedly calling him a “sissy” which, by the late 90s, had become a very out-dated slur toward queer men and was a laughable effort by these hyper-masculine and sexist bullies

When they tried to call him a queer it had no power because embracing the word, no matter who said it, had taken away that power

tl;dr We took back the word Queer with the intent of it no longer having the power to hurt us, but people now calling it the Q-slur are giving power back to the people who hate us  

^^^^^^^^^^

Someone who hasn’t heard we reclaimed it already: So you’re some kinda fucking queer?

Me, annoyed and asexual: Excuse you, I am a Nonfucking Queer.

babygirlfem:

mood tonight is “missing jenna marbles”

thefancydragonqueen:

mymyfangirlsidedontlie:

jasoncanty01:

heyblackrose:

barbotrobot:

esiuqram:

tevinsupreme:

talkdowntowhitepeople:

talkdowntowhitepeople:

do you want to know something?? I always wondered what the hell kind of hairstyle the Ancient Egyptians were trying to portray with depictions like these

and this

until I did my hair this morning and 

oh

welp

you can take the noses off our statues but until you find a way to take Egypt out of Africa we’re still going to find ourselves

I’m reblogging this post without all the salty, racist commentary because I’m sick of looking at it. please spread this around again in its pure form for posterity.

What’s funny is that white people thought they were hats/crowns 😂

ESIUQRAM

Here’s a really good post about this.

And here’s some pictures of the Afar people, who still live on the horn of Africa today.

Cool, huh?

Beautiful

People thought it was Hats and Crowns? How could they not see hair?

Because racism

this is beautiful<3 thank you for sharing!!! 

dysfunctionalfocus:

opinatus-papaver:

1dietcokeinacan:

“3 Defining Features of ADHD That Everyone Overlooks”

FINALLY, SOME GOOD QUALITY EXPLANATION OF WHY “I DONT LOOK LIKE I HAVE ADHD” BECAUSE ITS NOT REALLY CANT SIT STILL FOCUS NONE DISORDER ITS SOMETHING A WHOLE LOT MORE COMPLEX

Actually yeah. I just reblogged this silently without any acknowledgement of it, but this is hones to god one of the best explanations I’ve seen.

tlitookilakin:

“Ten spears go to battle,“ he whispered, “and nine shatter. Did the war forge the one that remained? No, Amaram. All the war did was identify the spear that would not break.” 

peculiar-persephone:

Trauma made me scared, angry, and vulnerable.

factumnihil:

“the trauma made you kind” fuck that. no. i am kind because i cannot allow anyone to go through what i did. i am soft because i chose to be.

I made myself kind.

- Brandon Sanderson’s Oathbringer