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Valley Of Stars - Milky Way arch, aurora and Magellanic Clouds over the Tasman Valley, New Zealand
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Museum of Living Statues Pt. 5
TRIGGER WARNING: Character death, manipulation, and creepy ending.
This was my final project for my creative writing class, and I was pleased with how it turned out, so please enjoy!
I heard a click and the hum of the suction coming from the machine, and I attempted to breath steadily through my nose to calm myself down. As I breathed out slowly, I took in a massive gulp of air as the hose was suddenly shoved down my throat. I gagged reflexively and my eyes shot open just in time to see the receptionist calmly flip a second switch on the machine and almost instantly my vision went blurry as a thick, acrid liquid flooded down my esophagus. Instinctively I attempted to breathe and only managed to change the course of the liquid as it flowed into my windpipes, then my lungs. The receptionist glanced up at me in my state of panic and clicked their tongue.
“Now dear, I thought I told you to close your eyes. You wouldn’t want to burn them, would you? That would be awfully painful.” They reached up to the steaming hot bucket positioned over me, and gave the chain dangling from it a swift yank. I shut my eyes just in time before the boiling hot wax covered my entire body, not that shutting my eyes helped protect myself from the unimaginable pain that followed. As I attempted to scream, the shooting, burning sensation in my chest and throat intensified and the liquid spluttered as I choked and gagged. The burning hot wax now sat on my skin, and when I attempted to open my eyes I found that they had been glued shut by the thick substance. My mind began to grow fuzzy and I felt myself drifting, unable to see, feel, smell, or taste anything other than the foul liquid. My ears strained to hear anything through the thick wax that now clogged them. I felt pressure on my left cheek and heard a soft voice speak to me.
“There there my dear, that wasn’t so hard was it?” they cooed, their voice lulling me into the sleep that my body was calling for, “Look how beautiful you are!”
“Welcome, everyone, to the grand opening of our new exhibit!” The receptionist spread their arms open wide, and their smooth voice rang through the crowd. “This new collection is based off of simple, everyday people, just like all of you! Now, without further ado.” They held up their scissors, and made a spectacle of cutting the red ribbon that marked the entrance to the new exhibit. The crowd applauded, and people began to pour in to appreciate the detailed wax figures. In particular, there was one pair of people with pudgy bellies and crooked teeth who stood out from the rest. While the rest of the crowd took their time looking around them at the beautiful figures that all wore similar expressions of terror, this couple shoved through the crowd while looking around wildly.
“There, honey! I found it!” The woman said to her partner as she ran ahead, coming to a halt in front of a statue wearing an expression of sorrow. The mother paused, cupping her hand over her mouth as she struggled not to cry. Her partner caught up and rested their hand comfortingly upon her shoulder. The mother reached up to stroke the beautiful waxy cheek that once belonged to her child, while the receptionist watched closely from among the crowd.
“I’m so sorry, sweetie.” The mother said as a tear escaped down her cheek. “But Jesse really wants braces.”
I don’t really think anyone has read this, but it still makes me feel good to have something I’m proud of out there in the open, and hopefully at least one person cares. Thank you for reading!
Museum of Living Statues Pt. 4
TRIGGER WARNING: Character death, manipulation, and creepy ending.
This was my final project for my creative writing class, and I was pleased with how it turned out, so please enjoy!
(This is a little longer than the other parts, but I couldn’t find a good place to stop it, so there will only be one other part after this)
“Perfect, dear, you’re doing great! Now, as soon as I flip this switch the molding material will fill your mouth. Don’t panic now, breathe through your nose and you’ll be just fine!”
Before I could say anything, they pulled me roughly to my feet and lead me to a large, intimidating iron door. The door had a complicated-looking mechanism that they pulled right open and I found myself in a room that very much resembled a dungeon. At that moment, my body was screaming at me to get the hell out of there as fast as I could, but all I could do was tremble.
“U-um…” I managed to squeak out, “I’m not so sure about this anymore…” Their face changed to one of sadness.
“Well, I’m sorry dear, the paperwork is already filled out. Besides, with your looks and stature I think it’s clear that this is what you’re meant to do.” They leaned in and kissed me on the cheek while squeezing my shoulders reassuringly, and I felt the knot in my stomach loosen a bit as I managed to give a small smile in return.
“That’s the spirit, handsome. Now, if you’ll just come right over here I’ll get you situated with the casting machine.
“T-the what? I thought I would just be standing there or something while an artist, like, made the statue?” I asked in confusion.
“Oh, don’t worry dear, we have our own unique way of doing things. This allows us to create the lifelike statues that we have become renowned for. If you’ll just follow me over here I can show you!” They led me over to a large sheet of metal leaning back at a slight angle, and I noticed immediately the hand and ankle shackled that were built in to the stand.
“Why are there handcuffs?” I asked, my brain numb.
“Well, we wouldn’t want you to fall out, now would we?” Their laugh was music, and I felt compelled to obey the sound. I hesitantly, and awkwardly, stood on the bottom platform and leaned back so that I was reclining back against the board. The receptionist fastened the buckles securely, perhaps a little too securely, I thought as I felt the thick leather digging into my wrists and ankles. I glanced up to see a large round bucket positioned over my head. The next thing I noticed was the steam rising out from it and my heart began to pound again. The receptionist seemed to sense my concern.
“Don’t worry handsome, we’ve done this thousands of times and we’ve never messed up once.” They reached out to stroke my cheek, and gave me one more kiss which made the butterflies in my stomach relax. “Now, this next part might feel a little strange or uncomfortable, but you’ll just have to bear with me!” They walked behind my stand and grabbed a large canister with a hose coming out of it.
“This is what we’re going to be using to take the mold of your mouth,” She held up the end of the hose, “open up your mouth nice and wide for me dear, we need to make sure to get those pearly whites as accurately as possible! It’s best to close your eyes if you’re nervous dear.” I swallowed all of my fears and shut my eyes tightly as they placed the tube into my mouth.
I just noticed how when you hover over the tumblr logo the colors change to a bunch of a different lgbtqia+ flags and idk if I’m really late to the party and it’s been happening for a while, but it still makes me happy
Life Hack!!
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Museum of Living Statues Pt. 3
TRIGGER WARNING: Character death, manipulation, and creepy ending.
This was my final project for my creative writing class, and I was pleased with how it turned out, so please enjoy!
“Ok dear, all done! If you want to just come with me I can take you right over to the casting room.”
The waiting room was decorated with simple and clean furniture, all of which was a purple that matched the door. I was surprised to see that there were no other people sitting in here. The receptionist lead me to a plush purple loveseat, picking up a stack of papers sitting on the receptionist desk along the way. They handed the papers to me along with a pen, and I noticed their hands were shaking considerably. I looked up at their face hesitantly, and was met with a blinding reassuring smile.
“No need to rush, handsome. Just fill these out and then I’ll take you back to the casting room.” Their smile stayed bright and as I nodded in understanding, they stayed in the same spot. I hesitated as they continued to beam down at me, and their close presence began to make me sweat as I looked down at the form, which began with basic background questions.
1. What is your full name?
2. What is your date of birth?
3. Where is your current residence?
I marked my answers with trembling hands as the receptionist continued to stare down at me, their eyes boring into the back of my head.
4. How tall are you?
5. How much do you weigh?
6. Have you ever had plastic surgery?
My handwriting grew messier as my hands continued to shake, and my heart began to pound in my chest as I reached the last set of questions that dealt with the new ‘everyday citizen’ collection.
7. What is your household annual income?
8. Do you live with your family?
9. If yes, how many people and what are their relationships to you?
Relieved that I had reached the last question, I took a deep breath and skimmed over it quickly.
10. If you were to disappear, would anyone notice you were gone?
My pen hesitated on the last letter of my answer, my brain not fully processing what I had just read, but as soon as the receptionist saw that I had finished they snatched the pen and paper away. They skimmed over it, then grabbed my arm in a vice like grip when they had finished.
“Ok dear, all done! If you want to just come with me I can take you right over to the casting room.”
I can’t find words to express how happy & proud I am of him for embarking on this difficult journey. If I wasn’t so exhausted I would write a more eloquent response, but instead I urge everyone to check out his videos.
“Matt Diaz Shows His New Body After Surgery.”
Today, I’d like to share something very special with you.
I’ve been waiting for the right time to make and post this video. I wanted to wait for my relationship with my body to really come into bloom, for enough time to pass since the initial video that went viral so it didn’t just seem like I was trying to capitalize on the buzz surrounding it.
But now, it’s time.
After over a year, 2 extensive procedures and a hell of a lot of effort:
This is my new body.
Please let me know what you think, and reblog it if you enjoy it!
Sleepy Thoughts #4
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
12:17 AM: I have an irrational fear of sleeping anywhere near midnight because I’m afraid the ghosties are gonna come into my room, so it’s around this time that I’m in a constant state of fear and can’t sleep.
I have a vivid memory of the first day of fourth grade when I walked into Ms. Sanchez’s English class and, upon finding my name tag on my new desk, I stopped and thought to myself, “Well, this is the desk that will be mine for the whole entire year”. At that moment in time, the end of the school year just seemed so far away, and the time that I was to spend at that desk would last an eternity. It was during the following summer that I finally remembered that moment I had, and I realized that it felt like just yesterday that I was assigned that desk, and the school year had flown by before I could notice it. That got me thinking about the first day of school and the end of summer, but I quickly dismissed these thoughts because hey, summer had just begun, and the first day of school was an eternity away, right?
Time is a bitch.
I agree with 99.9% of this.
I hate Donald Trump, and I disagree with 95% of the words that leave his mouth. I don’t care too much for Hillary, and I understand the concern about her scandals. I love Bernie, and while as much as I genuinely hope that he had a shot at the presidency, I’m just doubtful that he’d be able to beat Hillary, let alone Trump. I’m torn between feelings of Hillary’s potential indictment. Part of me says yes, because then Bernie will hopefully be able to run, but that part of me says no because she has more of a chance at beating Trump. But also, statistically the presidency goes from democrat to republican to democrat to republican, so it is more likely that a republican will be president, i.e. Trump. The only potentially positive part that could come out of having a republican president and congress, is that they could finally work together, instead of congress blocking everything the president tries to do. However, the republicans themselves don’t really like Trump, so who knows if progress would even be made in that regard?
Either way, I’m definitely voting democrat in this election, because if Trump is elected I’m probably going to cry. Definitely going to cry. A lot. He would hopefully be able to at least do something for our economy, given the businessman that he is. And maybe since the republicans don’t like him, they could just block him for four years then we got Kanye 2020, right? I want to see Bernie run again, but he’s already 74 and I just don’t know.
Who am I kidding, I’m probably just gonna write in Vermin Supreme.
Political thoughts from someone who knows nothing about it (I warned you)
I like Bernie Sanders a lot. I don’t think that he’ll be president. It would be really, really cool if he was. I just don’t think it’s going to happen. I will vote for him in the primary though. If anything, I think the outpouring of support towards his campaign is inspiring and hopefully proof of the inevitability of a political revolution to come. I don’t hate Hillary Clinton. I think you’re supposed to on the internet though. I’ve heard and read about the reasons she is a crooked politician. And I think that is bad. I guess you could say “but all politicians are” but it’s also possible she is worse than the other ones. Or maybe she really isn’t that much worse and the intense focus on her flaws are sexist in nature. That sentence probably made someone angry, though. It’s somewhat depressing that the first likely female presidential nominee turned out to be someone a large amount of people seem to intensely dislike. Like, smart people even. Feminists and stuff. They hate her. I think. I think the backlash towards her is legitimate in many ways. Some of it annoys me though. There is just a percentage of it that I find to be disingenuous. I think some of our generation is critical of her because they (we) are addicted to hate. Hating and calling out. I think hate is very popular right now. It’s fun. And it’s largely a defense mechanism to the exposure we now have to worldwide suffering. It’s a lot easier and much less emotionally exhausting to pick a few famous people a week for everyone to scream at than to spend time concentrating on and recognizing the part you undoubtedly play in the systematic inequality and suffering happening all around you. Because you do play a part. A real part. A part that if you fully understood you would most likely have a breakdown. So instead you scream at Azealia Banks. And that’s not to say there aren’t people out there who can participate in call out culture while simultaneously being aware and recognizing their own flaws and/or privilege. There’s just a good amount of people that I think don’t. Including me probably. I do it too. Why would I ever look inward when I can just let everyone know that I still think Trump sucks and then just call it a day? I’m not racist, he is! But we both are. Probably. He just is more than me. I hate Trump. I really think I hate him. I know on a humanistic level tnay he’s a person just like me but I genuinely find him to be someone I wish wasn’t allowed to talk anymore. He’s a dangerous force. He’s shining a light on terrible things and it’s horrifying to watch. And I can’t even imagine what it’s like for a minority in this country to hear him Especially a young one. That makes me want to cry. So those are my thoughts. Feel free to get mad at me. I honesty don’t know what I’m talking about. But in summary, I will vote for Hillary if/when she is the nominee against Trump. My friend said to me the other day, “If a white person genuinely thinks that a Hillary presidency is worse than a Trump presidency, that’s the definition of privilege”. I don’t know if she made it up or heard it from somewhere. But it feels true to me. Bye and please don’t scream at me. Actually you can. Just stop screaming so much. Do it a little less.
DIFFERENCE between MOON and SUN signs
The expression of a sign is much - MUCH - different depending on the planet it is found. And in my opinion, this is specially true when it comes to the sun and moon. The Sun is who we strive to be, while the Moon is what we are most deeply. Sometimes I even see that the Stereotypical traits of a sign are more evident in the moon than in the sun sign. The reason I find for this, is that most of us express ourselves through our feelings, particularly women or people with a more feminine energy (what I mean by this, has nothing to do with gender, but that you are in tune with your emotions) or sometimes it has to do with your dominant planet. Here are the differences and similarities of the signs placed on the sun or moon.
Aries:
Similarities: impatient
Differences: Sun is more aloof, the Aries sun is more constrained, and composed, looks confident. Moon in Aries has a lot of mental energy, very passionate and changes their mind very easily. The Moon doesn’t know how to direct their energy and might feel restless, while the Sun projects their energy better. Aries Moon feels everyone is out to get them while the Aries Sun does not. Aries characteristics are more obvious and pronounced in the Aries moon than the Aries sun.
Taurus:
Similarities: stubbornness and charm, expressive.
Differences: Taurus sun are blunt and less careful with other people’s feelings. In this particular sign, the Taurus sun is easier to spot than the Taurus moon. The Taurus moon is more grounded than the Taurus sun. Taurus moon is deep, while the Taurus sun is more shallow. Taurus moon loves love, and stability, and this quality is less manifested in the Sun.
Gemini:
Similarities: aloof, absent minded, easily bored
Differences: Gemini suns want to appear easy-going, but it isn’t necessarily their true nature. Gemini moons are truly easy-going people. Sun wants to “be right” know the facts, while Gemini moons are simply more cynical to guard their emotions. Gemini suns are less witty (sorry…) than the moon sign.
Cancer:
Similarities: emotional, has pronounced mood swings.
Differences: Cancer suns act their feelings, like taking revenge, doing something about it BUT the cancer moon express their negative emotions through crying or anger. Cancer suns are easy to spot, while cancer moons may need to feel comfortable to express themselves. The happy go lucky cancer sun is evident, while the Cancer moon is more - way more - serious.
Leo:
Similarities: the Ego and the need for compliments
Differences: The Leo Sun is a poser, they know it too! They are show offs, and while the Leo Moon is pretty damn good at everything, they know it, but will not say it. Will like to hear it, tho. The Leo Moon does not care about their appearance as much as the Leo Sun. The Leo Sun is more patient, annoy them a little, try harder, try again and they will get angry, the Leo Moon is more defensive and will kill you in less tries. The Leo Moon is more loving though, more sure of themselves and way more protective of themselves and especially, of their loved ones.
Virgo:
Similarities: critical, analyzing
Differences: I find in this sign the less differences. The Virgo Sun is more shy than the Virgo Moon, which I think goes against popular belief. (I also think this sign differs a lot depending if you are more masculine or feminine, I’ll do a post on that later). The Virgo knows how to live life correctly and will tell you how to lead your life, while being a mess themselves. Both are blunt, but you might have to push the Virgo suns more than the Virgo moons to actually get the real deal.
Libra:
Similarities: cares about what others think of them, passive agressive
Differences: the Libra sign is very misinterpreted, whenever I read about them I hear: “shallow” and while they can be vain because they care what others think about them, they are still deep. They think and are witty people, like their fellow air signs. Libra Sun is more care-free and easy going than the libra moon and less romantic because they want to appear care-free and interested in others, but might not really be interested at all. Libra Moon people are more intense. They are romantic and still vain, but they are more modest and insecure the Suns. They are also secretive something the Libra Sun is not.
Scorpio:
Here and in Capricorn is where I PERSONALLY find the most differences
Similiarities: jealous, egocentric
Differences: if you still think that Scorpio people are the mysterious, dark, non talkative people that the stereotypes have them for, you really do not know many Scorpios SUNS. Scorpio SUNS want to be the center of attention and are charming, and talkative. When they get dark is when they don’t like you… Yeah. Revenge is a big truth here. The Scorpio moon? Now yes, they are the intense, dark, jealous you always thought Scorpios should be. Scorpio Suns might be dark at their core but will not show it, but Scorpio moons are what you see. The Sun is more reckless because just like I said about cancers, in the sun Scorpio acts on their feelings and the moons just feels them. So actually, in spite of being more intense, the Scorpio Moon tends to be kinder and still more jealous.
Sagittarius:
Similarities: EXPLORERS and thin skin
Differences: The Sun has a bigger heart. The moon since its the realm of emotions and Sag escapes, is less empathetic. The Sagittarius Sun is more bubbly than the moon, but the moon is more playful. The Sag sun is pretty easy to spot while the Sag moon might be one of the hardest to see. Sagittarius moons are more critical and snap easily. They are more blunt than the sun. Both are childish in way, it’s the Sag youthful spirit. The Sagittarius Sun is more philosophical and aware, the sag moon is more care-free.
Capricorn:
Similarities: confident and ambitious!
Differences: Are you kidding me? Capricorn suns are way way less introvert! They are not as reserved! The thing is, the Suns try to keep their feelings in check but the Moon though, is naturally hiding them. It’s what they instinctively do since the Moon represents the emotions. The Capricorn sun has a more loud confidence, while the Moon is more cautious. The Capricorn Sun might not be hardworking in areas that do not interest them, but if they want something, they will make everyone know they are going to get it. The Capricorn Moon are prudent and will get what they want with discipline and with anyone realizing how they got to the top! They do not need to say it, they will show you. The Moon is colder than the Sun and more intimidating. Way more intimidating.
Aquarius:
Similarities: I see not much resemblance in these two, maybe the aloofness and Idgaf attitude.
Differences: If I had to say who is the two face of the zodiac I would not turn to the Gemini, surprisingly enough. The Aquarius Sun tho, they are volatile. In the Sun I have trouble understanding them and in the moon they are obvious! The Aquarius Sun looks confident and detached, but this might not be their true emotional nature, just a disguise. They can be happy one moment and angry the next, loving for one second, pushing you away after because of this fighting against what their inner feelings are and what they want their public persona to be. The Moon is less volatile because they really are detached, for the moon it’s not a show. VERY VERY GOOFY, loves attention and IS WITTY. Very unique person and loves/wants to appear weird.
Pisces:
Similarities: creative
Differences: The Pisces Sun is sensitive, but more to their own feelings. The Pisces Moon is more sensitive towards others, not wanting to hurt other people. The Pisces Moon is truly the most sensitive of the zodiac. The Pisces Moon cares more about what people think than the Sun. The Pisces Sun is comfortable in their skin, the Moon is always fighting against their empathetic nature. “Why am i feeling so much, stop” but if only the Pisces Moon did not feel ashamed of their sensitivity they would hurt much less. Yes, the Pisces Moon that doesn’t like being empathetic, lives in a lot of pain. They Moon can be submissive and naturally wants to please, the Sun however, is more selfish. Also, the Pisces Moon escapes reality more often and is darker.
I fractured my foot the other day and my friend's response was that she wanted to hug my poor footsie, to which my response was that if she were to hug my footsie it would weally huwt 🤕
It’s a sweet sentiment but this early in the recovery saying you “just want to give me a big hug” is taken as a threat
Today was my first day on meds for anxiety and I was supposed to have a job interview (part-time retail work, nothing major (although my mind seems to think it’s the biggest deal in the world)), so my foot decided to bend inwards and now I can’t walk without crutches which hurt like hell to use because of an old shoulder injury, so I had to reschedule the interview over the phone, and I can’t talk over the phone, and I had no idea when to reschedule it for since I went to the clinic and got an x-ray and they haven’t gotten back to me yet so I don’t know when it will be better, and there’s also that part inside of me that thinks I’m overreacting and theres nothing actually wrong and I’m gonna seem like an attention fiend, so I’m not sure if I want the pain to be gone or not in the morning when I have to wake up at 6:30 cause I was supposed to take my cat to the vet and now my mom is gonna have to miss work cause I can’t carry my cat and use crutches, but I still have to help her put my cat in the carrier which I don’t know how I’m gonna do since I can’t fucking walk, which is gonna be great for my first day of work tomorrow since I don’t have the type of shirt I need to wear yet since I was gonna buy it today but I didn’t, so my mom is telling me to go to the store before work at 10 AM but I CAN’T FUCKING WALK and I just nearly collapsed in the shower cause I keep losing my balance hobbling on one leg, and I was gonna call them and ask to come in for orientation at a later date but my mom said that I should just show up with my crutches anyway and maybe they’ll send me home but I’ve been hyperventilating and crying for the last couple of hours, not including when I actually twisted my foot, and I have no idea what to do.
I'm sitting in the waiting room, about to complete the first step in my mental health journey, so this video could not have come at a better time haha Probs gonna watch as soon as I get home
“Monday With Matt: Dealing With A Diagnosis”
Still feeling sore, but the show must go on!
This week is Mental Health Awareness Week, so for @ravishlydotcom, we thought it would be a good idea to try and approach the vast and complicated topic of mental health by focusing on a singular, small, yet important aspect of getting to know your own mind a little better.
Today we talk about dealing with a diagnosis, and how learning about your mental illness can be more of a blessing even if it seems like a curse.
Like, Subscribe, and Reblog if you enjoy it!
As a taller than average girl (5'10"), I definitely struggle with this notion A LOT. It's not that I would mind dating a shorter guy, but I just can't deal with the stigma surrounding it, especially the judgment from others. The idea that girls need to be cute and petite, neither of which I am, is a source of the majority of my physical insecurities and it just sucks royal ass.
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Sleepy Thoughts #3
Friday, May 20, 2016 10:38 PM: In pain on an air mattress at my grandma's 'cause I forgot my neck pillow that I sleep on while my industrial heals The most frustrating part of visiting my family is the difference of views. My uncle proudly says that if Bernie were to be elected then the national debt would be 17 TRILLION dollars, like it's the most absurd piece of information, while my grandma gobbles it up. I sit there biting my tongue while my mother looks at me to make sure I don't jump up and smash their radio to pieces. So I sit there, wondering why it's a bad thing that the national debt would be 17 trillion dollars. Especially since it's currently at 19.2 trillion and growing more every second.
New article on Ravishly!
It’s starting to feel like everyone is getting into relationships. When the whole world is getting into “Summer Lovin” mode and you’re on your own, it can be hard not to feel like you’re missing out on something.
Well, that’s why I’m here. Here’s “5 Things To Do When You Feel Bad About Being Single.”
Mystic Mountain Taken by Hubble
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Sleepy Thoughts #2
Friday, May 20, 2016 1:33 AM: Took a sleeping pill two hours ago and yet my mind still doesn’t want to go to sleep
I just saw a video on Facebook about a very obese cat who was learning to swim in an effort to lose weight and it made me feel very sad for the cat. Like, is the cat so fat that it can’t do things that cats do? I’ve heard of cats that get so fat that they can’t groom themselves properly, or be as agile as they used to be, and doesn’t that make them feel sad? Can cats feel sad? I have two cats, one is fat, and when he’s stealing the leftover pizza crust and doritos from my desk, does he realize that he’s only contributing to his downfall? Or is the emotional joy that he gains from eating these treats, and stealing the food from my much smaller cat, simply too enjoyable for him to stop? Do cats feel joy? Do cats realize the basics of cause and effect? The world may never know.
Besides, how many times have white people been cast to play people of color, and no one protests? Suddenly when it's the other way around it becomes a huge issue?
Sophie Okonedo in The Hollow Crown
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Apparently I should be checking out this miniseries adaptation of Shakespeare’s history plays, immediate-style.
I have a job interview tomorrow and I can't wait and I'm not panicking at all and I love being an adult
Pillars of Creation surrounded by stars
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~Goblet Inscribed with the Names of King Amenhotep IV and Queen Nefertiti. Period: New Kingdom, Amarna Period Dynasty: Dynasty 18 Reign: reign of Akhenaten Date: ca. 1353–1336 B.C. Geography: From Egypt
ravenclaw//black & white
aries: don’t let anyone burn out the fire thats inside of you. you have what it takes to push past everything that stands in your way, and you will because you have this rage inside of you, this magnificent light that burns from the inside and out. don’t loose your fire, or i’m afraid you would loose yourself. taurus: even though you hide yourself from the rest of the world you have flowers growing throughout your soul, even in the darkest parts of you. You are nature and the dirt it needs, you are grounded and strong like the trees in the forest around you. you have a fight inside of you, you just have to learn how to stand up and move on. gemini: you are life, you are the wind and the freedom it leaves behind. you are the sun that radiates light on summer days, and the rain that falls into puddles in the spring. you are everything in between, and all of it at the same time. a walking contradiction, but you will win the battle within you. for you are a fighter filled with inner strength, for you are the light and dark. cancer: you are strong, stronger than you let on. don’t let all the tears that you drown in tell you otherwise. you are the moon and secrets kept behind walls you built up on your own, hoping to stay in them without someone knocking them down. break them down, break free. just because the walls are breaking doesn’t mean your heart will too. leo: you have so much confidence built up inside of you, you are the sun and all of its light. you are the laughter in the children on sunny days, and the wildflowers growing in fields of yellow. you are also the blackest parts of the ocean, containing your emotions that form into bursts of angered rages. you can’t live like this, hurting yourself and others? don’t demand people of things just because you’re keeping parts of yourself hidden. virgo: you are dangerously beautiful, you are the freckles that my grandmother called angel kisses. you are as pale as snow, and your heart is cold like it to. but you know its not true, you just have to learn how to love yourself. your flaws will always be visible, but they make up who you are and I could connect constellations from your beauty spots, and scars and you would become the universe. simply breathtaking. libra: you are filled with laughter, you are the smiles in the melancholy people with horrible pasts, but heres something that you need to learn, how to make yourself smile and actually feel it deep inside. you have this remarkable persona that makes everyone stop and stare, and you’re too blind to see how wonderful you are. you’re too blind to see that people care for you. you’re the daylight, and the start of a new day. you are the sunset and the beginning of a new tomorrow. scorpio: you are a thousand pieces of different parts of the world, you are the world. all of its beauty, and all of its secrets combined into one. you are as fiery as the deepest parts in a volcano, and the saddest parts at the bottom of a vodka bottle. you are no where in between, you’re either cold as your heart is black or passionate as your heart is when you finally meet someone who opens up your soul and when that happens you will be nothing but light. sagittarius: you are a restless soul, breaking hearts including your own. your fears wont always be visible, because you’re a fighter who got through them already. if you can do it once you can do it again. don’t let the cruelty of human nature destroy your inner self, you can be you with out making reckless decisions. you can be you without being someone else. capricorn: you have firm grip on your life, no one can break that away. you know who you are, and you know what you want. you can create tears in other peoples eyes, just as fast as you can close off yourself from the world. don’t. you need your inner self to radiate through, for you can show people fun, and steadiness and patience and determination out of this world. you are a strong human being, you will find your light or maybe you just haven’t realized that you already have. aquarius: you are all the constellations, and all the seasons. The stars shine through you, and you move like water with each change in the world. You are the life within spring, and the fire in summer, the colors of fall and the death in winter. You are the revolution within yourself, no one in the world is like you. You are your own person. you have your own feelings, and your own mindset. but it’s never okay to keep them concealed inside. let them shine through like the galaxies within you. pisces: you are eloquence and beauty, and your creative colors flow from you. Everyone can see your colors, your vividness. you are a piece of art the world has created, all of your happiness and all of your sadness make you who you are. Stop changing yourself, you already know who you are.
zodiac poems, april 12th (via zodiacinsanity)
Moonlight and a shootingstar, Mallorca
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Sleepy Thoughts #1
Sunday, May 15, 2016
2:03 AM: Not sleeping anytime soon
You know that feeling when you watch way too many episodes from way too many TV shows, in way too short a timeframe?
And you become unhealthily obsessed with plot, setting, and characters, and all you want is to pass through your laptop screen and join your friends in their quest?
But you know this isn’t possible, so you instead spend every waking moment daydreaming about what your life would be like in their world.
And the knowledge that you would never meet them, because the actor is not the same as the character, makes you want to curl up into a ball and cry because the real world has no magic?
So as you’re crying in the fetal position, you press play on the next episode in hopes of escaping the dreary reality in which we’re all stuck.
Museum of Living Statues Pt. 2
TRIGGER WARNING: Character death, manipulation, and creepy ending.
This was my final project for my creative writing class, and I was pleased with how it turned out, so please enjoy!
That weekend I found myself outside the door of the Museum of Living Statues. I looked down at the flyer that my parents had forced into my hands a couple of days ago. Once inside, I was promptly greeted by a pleasant worker.
“Hello, and welcome to the Museum of Living Statues! Ticket purchases are right down this hallway and to the right,” They held their left arm out straight as a gesture, “and the application room for aspiring models is around the corner and through the door.” They stuck out their other arm in the same manner, and I hesitated.
“Um, I’m here to apply as a… model, I guess.” I said sheepishly, and their smile widened.
“Perfect! If you just head through the door marked for modeling, then someone will be right with you to help begin your application. Have fun, beautiful!” They flashed their strikingly perfect teeth as they continued to hold both their arms straight out from their previous gestures.
“Yeah, thank you.” I nodded at them hesitantly and headed around the corner. The door was very large and purple, and the sign read ‘Modeling Briefing’. I tried the sturdy metal handle, but it was locked. I knocked loudly and hurt my hand on the surprisingly hard metal door. As soon as I stopped my knocking someone yanked the door open and I came face to face with the most beautiful person I had ever seen. I could feel my face growing hotter and a lump formed in my throat. Just as I began to seriously consider turning and running away, they smiled a heavenly smile and clasped my hands in theirs.
“Hello, dear! Are you here to apply to become a model?” Their voice was like velvet, and my knees began to shake.
“Uh, that’s what I came here for, but...” I swallowed to try and clear the lump that had doubled in size. “but, uh, I’m not sure if I can.” They furrowed their brow and let go of my hands, which then dropped heavily to my sides.
“There’s no reason to worry, dear. We are willing to work with models of all levels of experience!”
“No, I mean, uh, I don’t exactly look like the typical model.” I said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Their confused expression sharply changed into that of amusement.
“Oh, now that’s just silly. Your face is very handsome, not to mention your height! You’re perfectly suited for modelling work, and I won’t hear any more complaints!” They flashed a smile and took my hand once more, leading me into the large open room.
Solar System: Things to Know This Week
In addition to the Mercury transit of the sun today, there are a few other things you should know about our solar system this week:
1. Mars, Ready for its Close-Up
Mars will soon be closer to Earth than it has been for 11 years, presenting a great opportunity for backyard sky watchers.
2. Fire and Ice
Our spacecraft have an even closer view of Mars, and that fact regularly leads to some intriguing discoveries. The latest: volcanoes may have erupted beneath an ice sheet there billions of years ago. The above image is a mineral map of part of the Martian surface.
3. Icy Hydra
Meanwhile, our New Horizons spacecraft has sent home the first compositional data about Pluto’s four small moons. The new data show the surface of Hydra is dominated by nearly pristine water ice–confirming hints that scientists picked up in images showing Hydra’s highly reflective surface.
4. Ceres, Ever Sharper
The mission director for our Dawn mission writes, “Ceres, which only last year was hardly more than a fuzzy blob against the stars, is now a richly detailed world, and our portrait grows more elaborate every day.”
5. Join us at Jupiter
Our Juno mission arrives at the giant planet on Jul. 4. Meanwhile, all amateur astronomers are invited to take part in a worldwide effort to identify potential observations for the spacecraft to make once it’s in orbit. Find out how to join HERE.
Want to learn more? Read our full list of the 10 things to know this week about the solar system HERE.
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A 2012 excavation in Turkey revealed a 2,000-year-old mosaic that features a super-chill skeleton reclining next to some wine, bread, and the inscription ‘Be cheerful, live your life.’ Source Source 2