Jody vs. the Volcano

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prongirlandfuck:

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prongirlandfuck:

facefukr: OMG I love Blake Lively….I would not only marry her...

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:44:46 -0400

facefukr:

OMG I love Blake Lively….I would not only marry her I would chew off one bollock to spend one night of passion with her

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fuckyeahlost: “I didn’t pluck any of you out of a happy...

Sun, 19 May 2013 13:29:24 -0400

fuckyeahlost:

“I didn’t pluck any of you out of a happy existence. You were all flawed. I chose you because you were like me; you were all alone. You were all looking for something that you couldn’t find out there. I chose you because you needed this place as much as it needed you.” (via)

"The Four Personality Types 1. The Upholder (great at adhering to inner rules and outer rules) 2...."

Sun, 19 May 2013 13:21:46 -0400

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The Four Personality Types

1. The Upholder (great at adhering to inner rules and outer rules)

2. The Questioner (good at inner rules, questions all outer rules)

3. The Rebel (doesn’t like any rules, inner or outer)

4. The Obliger (bad at sticking with inner rules, great at working with outer rules).

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- At the 2013 99U Conference, Gretchen Rubin, author of The Happiness Project — one of 7 essential books on the art and science of happiness — argues that habit is the key to happiness, and how we relate to rules is the key to habit.

Pair with William James on habit and advice on how to rewire your habit loops.

(via explore-blog)

the-absolute-funniest-posts: 221bitssmallerontheoutside: #basica...

Sun, 19 May 2013 13:19:14 -0400

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

221bitssmallerontheoutside:

#basically every fangirl ever

Oh look, its one of those gifs that you can hear.

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:52:25 -0400

Oh look, its one of those gifs that you can hear.

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Tue, 14 May 2013 19:50:21 -0400

naturepunk: hometown-unicorn: My eye caught a dark form lying...

Tue, 14 May 2013 19:30:06 -0400

naturepunk:

hometown-unicorn:

My eye caught a dark form lying on the river bottom. It took me a few moments to comprehend what I had stumbled upon. Lying peacefully in the shallow waters of the river, only a few meters from shore, was a full-grown cougar. The contrast between the serenity of the scene I was witnessing and what must have played out here in the cougar’s final moments made me shiver. It was the first shiver of many, as I stripped down and waded out into the icy water to get this shot. x

HOLY HELL WHAT A FIND. This is one of my favorite photos ever now.

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Sun, 12 May 2013 17:23:08 -0400

pleiadian-princess: radagastlovesyou: you-are-another-me: Th...

Sun, 12 May 2013 17:00:09 -0400

pleiadian-princess:

radagastlovesyou:

you-are-another-me:

There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.

In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.

The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.

This is the most amazing thing I have ever read.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL IM ALMOST TEARING UP

resilientkate: softgore: “This piece was primarily a trust...

Sun, 12 May 2013 15:37:38 -0400

resilientkate:

softgore:

“This piece was primarily a trust exercise, in which she told viewers she would not move for six hours no matter what they did to her. She placed 72 objects one could use in pleasing or destructive ways, ranging from flowers and a feather boa to a knife and a loaded pistol, on a table near her and invited the viewers to use them on her however they wanted.

Initially, Abramović said, viewers were peaceful and timid, but it escalated to violence quickly. “The experience I learned was that … if you leave decision to the public, you can be killed… I felt really violated: they cut my clothes, stuck rose thorns in my stomach, one person aimed the gun at my head, and another took it away. It created an aggressive atmosphere. After exactly 6 hours, as planned, I stood up and started walking toward the public. Everyone ran away, escaping an actual confrontation.”

This piece revealed something terrible about humanity, similar to what Philip Zimbardo’s Stanford Prison Experiment or Stanley Milgram’s Obedience Experiment, both of which also proved how readily people will harm one another under unusual circumstances.”

This performance showed just how easy it is to dehumanize a person who doesn’t fight back, and is particularly powerful because it defies what we think we know about ourselves. I’m certain the no one reading this believes the people around him/her capable of doing such things to another human being, but this performance proves otherwise.”

this is why performance art is important

death-by-lulz: everythought-athoughtofyou: Her name is twig. I...

Sun, 12 May 2013 15:11:05 -0400

death-by-lulz:

everythought-athoughtofyou:

Her name is twig. I actually met her in colorado. Her car broke down and she ate dinner with us. funniest and coolest thing ever.

This post has been featured on a 1000notes.com blog.

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Sun, 05 May 2013 16:10:53 -0400

howimetyourbatman: My two identities have merged :O

Sun, 05 May 2013 16:10:09 -0400

howimetyourbatman:

My two identities have merged :O

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