Human head, inside view. Dr. Hood’s Plain Talks About the Human System. L.W. Yaggy & James J. West, illustration, 1885
a podcast recorded with a $60 dollar mic in a harlem apartment about an openly queer radio host with a poc love interest as literally the most normal part of the show made it to be the number one most dowloaded podcast in all of america and if you don’t think that’s the tightest shit you can get out of my face
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Arya Stark Week: Day 1 - Favorite Quote
They say the pack is led by a monstrous she-wolf, a stalking shadow grim and grey and huge. They will tell you that she has been known to bring aurochs down all by herself, that no trap nor snare can hold her, that she fears neither steel nor fire, slays any wolf that tries to mount her, and devours no other flesh but man.
#OH MY GOD YES
#is my hero
I just finished an amazing book series so I’m gonna push it on everyone I know.
Do you like any of the following:
Time travel, classic literature, cloned dodos, ominously named corporations, mad science, pink frosting, amazing plot twists, supervillains, political satire, genre savviness, interesting settings, alternate universes, the 80s, well-written female protagonists, openly gay characters, disabled characters, and/or reading in general?
You should read the Thursday Next series by Jasper Fforde.
Do you dislike all of those things?
You should still read the series. It’s really good. Maybe you’ll discover you like them more than you’d thought.
The first book is The Eyre Affair. Have fun.
"At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare."