122 notes • 4:27 AM

my-wanton-self:

Slightly Cursed Merchandise.

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any time of day is still daytime
any time of night & you are still alive

7,466 notes • 4:58 PM

gaksdesigns:

Japanese artist Azuma Makoto recently ventured to Nevada’s Black Rock Desert to launch a Japanese white pine bonsai into space. The artist also arranged a stunning bouquet with about 30 varieties of flowers from around the world and launched them into space as well. (via TwistedSifter)

mehreenkasana:

#NotInMyName is a well-intended initiative by Muslims who wish to reassure the world that not all of us are raging extremists who want to see communities burn to ashes. But that’s the problem. In a symptomatic reading of the many sincere apologies coming from young and old Muslims, one should not focus on the overtly stated text but what has not been said in those apologies. What you don’t see is that these messages are coming from harmless men and women who simply want their humanity to be registered in the reactive and hyper-alarmed Western world before they are made to pay for a group that, ironically enough, came into existence as a splinter faction when the United States invaded Iraq. What you also don’t see is that these messages shy away from stating the fact that the biggest victim of ISIS is not the United States or the collective West but the average citizen in Iraq and Syria. Stating this is an offence to American political sensibility, a faculty that endlessly amazes me with its parochial view of the world it inhabits. A haunting image of a masked Muslim man attempting to behead a western journalist injects horror in the Western imagination but if you go back a bit into the past, not many people remember British Royal Marines beheading indigenous communists of Malaya. The methods implemented in taking a human’s life is identical and yet the reactions are polar opposites. In the latter case, majority of the West has little to no memory of such a massacre.

Take it this way: In 2011, white men constituted over 69% of those arrested for urban violence and yet black men made up for the majority of the prison population thanks to the American prison industrial complex. The majority of school shooters and mass murderers in the United States are white men (97% of them being male and 79% being white) from upper-middle class backgrounds. But for some curious reason, Twitter or Facebook or even your favorite news channels have not seen a flood of apologies from white men under the hashtag #NotInMyName. I already expect indignant comments to tell me that these men were lone cases who had mental disorders and no friends because it’s the go-to reason when a white man decides to shoot schools up. Unfortunately, brown and black men cannot use the same excuse. Furthermore, white communities do not worry for their well-being when a white person is indicted with a crime the way non-white communities do. Similarly, when American soldiers go on killing sprees in Afghanistan and other lands under siege, we do not witness social media inundated with American soldiers tweeting #NotInMyName. If anything, we rarely hear of such bloodsport. When Mike Brown was murdered by officer Darren Wilson, we did not see white Americans tweet #NotInMyName to highlight the utter barbarity of Wilson’s racially motivated attack. But we did see over $50,000 donations go to Wilson and the cash came out of white pockets. This list goes on and so does the violence but the apologies never make an appearance. I, for one, am waiting.

Let me make it clear to anyone expecting an apology from me: There is none.

I will apologize for ISIS when every single American apologizes for the production of the War on Terror that, like the brilliant Iraqi poet Sinan Antoon says, is the production of more terror and thus, endless war. I will apologize for ISIS when every single white American apologizes for the mass incarceration of black and brown people in the United States. I will apologize for ISIS when I see American men and women post lengthy and introspective apologies for what the US Empire has done to the world, including my native country, since its very advent. I will post an 8,000 word apology when English people email me individual apologies for what the British Empire did to the subcontinent. I will carry a banner around Union Square that reads “I condemn ISIS as a Muslim and everything else you think I’m responsible for because I share an identity with someone else” when I start seeing white Americans wearing shirts that read “I condemn the KKK, slavery, plantations, gentrification, the genocide of Native Americans, the internment camps for East Asians, the multiple coup d’etats my country facilitated abroad, the other 9/11 that Chileans suffered and yet everyone and their mother forgot, Christian fundamentalists who can’t pronounce Mohammad but think all Muslims need to be racially profiled and segregated from the rest of America and a lot more as a white person.” I won’t limit this to whiteness only; I will apologize when every single ethnic, religious group apologizes for whatever someone did simply because, under this debauched logic, they owe the world an apology for sharing an identity. When I start seeing these apologies, I will apologize too.

Until then, no apology.

Full post can be read here: No Apology 

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midnitesurprise:

greet the morning

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14,459 notes • 4:12 AM

thefilmstage:

Twin Peaks is returning with 9 episodes, all directed by David Lynch.

See the teaser and more details here.

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Time to live a little
and be in the deep end;of things acidic
things anemic//anathematic 
Time to write poetry you can believe in,
time to believe in it. 

It’s to scribble on its limbs
to fumble at the author
(you wrote fear on yr skin 59 times today)
to be the better version of itself at 5am
still.awake

Time to cope. With relentless inhumanity
(you are wasted on the racist)
with all the finger biting you have left

clutch

yr clawing at metal with no nails
& it’s angry and it’s not-screaming & not-crying
swallowing the thick black blood
but-then-for-once. 

w/tears ringing down your face like thunderbells
great pealing tributes to norse gods who mightmaybe know something about this
about these
drowned offerings on yr cheeks

w/tears you do not recognise
w/mounting pressure inside your skull someone something is coming through now ripe & heavy with sickness, praxis & mannered with burst-knives-seven-ampersand-richochet-maelstrom-ultraviolence-andcoming
to eat you

finally

" Computer use by ordinary citizens will transform the public from passive viewers of TV into mentally alert, highly trained, information-processing experts. "
by

- Philip K. Dick, 1980

O brave new world.

weirdpictures:

Children Not Looking At Modern Art

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its-dark-inside-my-head:

I love him

! hi you     !!!      come in!

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weirdvintage:

Dobbins Soap trade card advertisement, c 1880s (via)

I don’t really know what is happening but God, it seems bleak

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" She would not say of any one in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. "
by Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway