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La Muerte es una Ilusión (Death is an Illusion), 2023

Artist: Alejandro Pasquale

Nicknames: when you shorten someone’s name affectionately

Nicholasnames: when you elongate someone’s name affectionately

iridescent pileus cloud photos by esther havens in ethiopia, becky bone dunning in jamaica, ken rotberg in florida, and david lapuma.

as a cumulus cloud containing warm air convects upwards and condenses, a thin layer of humid air containing water vapour is thrust above the cloud, cooling from the lower pressure into droplets, which, when small enough and uniform in size, diffract light from the sun when it’s at least fifty eight degrees above the horizon.

see also: circumhorizontal arcs, asperatus clouds, mammatus clouds, polar stratospheric clouds, noctilucent clouds, and lenticular clouds 

fin whales

did you know that, besides the apple of knowledge and the pomegranate of life, there’s another mystic fruit, one that grants you a sense of purpose?

yeah, it’s the raisin d’être

For neos22 who wanted to see my interpretation of the Leviathan

Also people act like autistic people would have been, like, left in the woods to die or something as kids for most of history, but as i said i'm researching islamic saints and in both islam and christianity there's an awful lot of just, like, "Yeah that guy decided to go live in a cave by himself and wore one (1) article of clothing and sometimes he would walk around and scream randomly, it meant he was closer to god than everybody else"

palau’s jellyfish lake was once connected to the pacific ocean, but when the sea level dropped its population of jellyfish were left to thrive in the isolation of its algae rich waters, and now make a daily 800 metre migration from one end of the lake to the other.

i said 'explain physics to me like youre in love with me' and after a while of quiet he went 'everything sings'. so i get it now

All that silence. #pascalcampion

tired of science and love being poised as opposites or science being painted as cold/unfeeling there is literally nothing more loving than wanting to understand something

I hate linguistic anthropology. Why? One of the most influential experiments in linguistic anthropology involved teaching a chimp asl. One of the most influential linguistics is named Noam Chomsky. You know what the chimp’s name was?

Nim Chimpsky.

Fucking monkey pun.

And this is in textbooks, in documentaries, everywhere. And everyone just IGNORES THIS GOD AWFUL PUN cause of how important the experiment was. But

BUT LOOK AT THIS SHIT. FUCKING NIM CHIMPSKY. I HATE THIS WHOLE FIELD.

forget about touching grass, i need to touch THE SEA I NEED TO GO INTO THE WATER I NEED TO DIVE INTO THE SEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lonely universe

i DO enjoy when seedlings start pushing their way through the soil but they havent gotten big enough to break the surface yet so all you see is a little dirt lump that wasn't there before and its like ohh shit watch out world here they come in a short 8 to 48 hours!!

Michelle Morin

There is no joy like the joy of a writer who has just figured out that a throwaway line they put into the first few paragraphs of a story is actually the key to a major plot point and possibly even the theme underlying the entire thing.

Just…yesssssss.

Rodeo Beach

bryan and cherry alexander photographed these asperatus clouds in the morning sky over qaanaaq, north west greenland. the alexanders, who have extensively documented the north and its native peoples for over fourty years, noted that “just about everybody in the village was amazed, including an elderly inuit hunter who told me that he had never seen anything like that before in his life.”  

asperatus clouds gets their name from the latin aspero, a word used by romans to describe the sea as it was roughened by the cold north wind. though the cause of their formation remains unknown, it is likely that the lumpy, undulating underside of the clouds is a result of warmer, moister air from above meeting colder, dryer air from below, combined with high level wind passing over rolling terrain. 

see also: circumhorizontal arcs, mammatus clouds, polar stratospheric clouds, noctilucent clouds, lenticular clouds and more asperatus clouds

Gustave Doré (1832–1883) The Destruction of Leviathan (Is. 27:1-13) (1866) Engraving “In that day the Lord with his sore and great and strong sword shall punish Leviathan the piercing serpent, even Leviathan that crooked serpent; and he shall slay the dragon on that is in the sea…” (Isaiah 27:1)

Whale Shark Gliding Through Bioluminiscent Algae _ Mike Nulty

Thinking a lot about how people have liked to meme on late-life Johnny Cash for “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” and his “Hurt” cover but man, I think his last few years were amazing. He was a man who was always on the right side of things, pro-union, anti-prison, and then at the end of his life he just got weird and apocalyptic, looking back on his own life and staring death in the face. That shit rules. He went out with dignity, which can be said about a lot of people, but more than that, he went out with ambition. “You can have it all, my empire of dirt” sounds melodramatic coming from 29 year old Trent Reznor singing about drugs, but coming from a 70 year old man who was one of the faces of his entire goddamn genre, who had fought for change his entire life and never seen any real progress? That’s fucking devastating.

prints in my shop! :)

does the mortifying ordeal of being known guy know that his paragraph from a six year old NYT opinion piece about emailing pictures of goats to coworkers has become God Tier Tumblr Gospel ? like does he KNOW though

Hugo Simberg, The Garden of Death, 1896.

It always upsets me so much when I see interpretations/illustrations of the two headed calf poem that show a living calf being torn away from its mother and killed to sell to a museum and framing the poem as being "humanity kills beautiful things for being different".

Two headed cows almost never survive more than a few hours after their birth. The farmer finds the *body* the next day. The calf was destined to die, and that's a tragedy, but for the time it was alive, it had a beautiful and unique experience.

It's not a poem about the cruelty of man. It's a poem about the beauty of life in an indifferent universe. It's about purpose and beauty being able to exist even in an existence doomed to come to an end, as all our lives are. It's not a poem about how a calf dies, but how, even for only a brief moment, it was alive.

And, for that moment, because of that life, however fleeting, the sky had twice as many stars.