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INFORMATION I WAS NOT PREPARED TO LEARN. MAYBE WE *ARE* ALONE. BECAUSE WE ARE SO *EARLY*. IF THERE IS EVER GALACTIC CIVILIZATION THEY WILL NOT REMEMBER US AT ALL. BECAUSE WE ARE NOTHING. CELLS, JUST BEGINNING TO FORM LIFE. SORRY FOR SCREAMING. BUT ARE YOU LISTENING. ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT IT.

did you know that a physicist (Boltzmann) has his equation engraved on his tombstone? what is physics, if not poetry? who are physicists, if not poets explaining the working of the universe lyrically?

women in stem. women in root. women in leaf.

the complete works: the diary, virginia woolf // erasure, zoë lianne // dandelion wine, ray bradbury // the unabridged journals of sylvia plath, sylvia plath // the women, kim addonizio // august, mary oliver // incision, yves olade // high bridge park, carlie hoffman.

the one thing thing funnier than this caption is that the only reason they stopped doing it was that the ferret shit in the tube

Nobody:

Particle Physics: “hey what if we made up words that made it read like you were having a stroke at first glance”

“I’m almost 50, and here is the best thing I have learned so far: every strange thing you’ve ever been into, every failed hobby or forgotten instrument, everything you have ever learned will come back to you, will serve you when you need it. No love, however brief, is wasted.” @louisethebaker on Twitter

Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened every day and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breath in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

The math cafe is my favourite place to work because it has the best views and biggest blackboards

I searched for your pieces in every soul I came across, I craved you like the stars crave the night, I searched for pieces of you in all, in the valleys, streets, empty houses, flowers, and in me, it was then I realised I was searching the pieces of me, that was left in you................

*pieces of my heart*

The chronicle of the monk Herbert of Reichenau for the year 1021 ends “My brother Werner was born on November 1.“ 

1021 was not an uneventful year. The emperor began a campaign into Italy. Illustrious abbots died. There was an earthquake. But Herbert took the time to note, at the end of the year, that his brother was born. 

Of such acts of tenderness is history made. 

So many TV shows/movies depict the Epi Pen as a total solution for anaphylaxis...it's not. The Epi Pen gives you 30 minutes to get to a hospital where they can save your life. TV makes it look like you just have to use the Epi Pen and then the crisis is over. Do people without allergies or a loved one with allergies know that an Epi Pen only buys you time? The more I see this on TV the more I worry...

**Maybe you should reblog this because I'm actually worried that most people don't know.

Hey remember when they found over 200 bodies of native children buried behind a residential school and the world cared for... what, a week?

They've counted about 6,000-7,000 now, for those of you who do still care

October

L.M. Montgomery - Anne of Avonlea, Carole Maso - The Art Lover, Louise Gluck - Averno: "October," Leif Enger - Peace Like a River, Van Gogh - Avenue of Poplars in Autumn, Personal Photo, Mary Oliver - Song for Autumn, Dulce María Loynaz – Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems (tr. James O’Conner), A screenshot from Over the Garden Wall, Carol Bishop Hipps - "October," Angela Carter - Burning Your Boats: The Collected Short Stories, Personal Photo, Cy Twombly - Autumn, Rainer Maria Rilke - "Autumn," Alejandra Pizarnik - Extracting the Stone of Madness (Tr. Yvette Siegnert)

— Sunrise, by Louise Glück

Let’s say your matrilineal line is fairly consistent and everyone has their daughter at 25. So four women in your matrilineal line are born every hundred years. In a thousand years, that’s only 40 women. Like the math is so simple and yet ? You don’t think about it. So in 2000 years, 80 women. So basically, 0 AD started roughly about 80 mothers ago. That’s it.

A little in love with this video taken from my dorm window 🌩️

september by earth, wind & fire / lovers in autumn by leonid afremov / september song by jp cooper / september song by frank sinatra / darconville’s cat by alexander theroux / dominic riccitello / clamdigger by edward hopper / the great gatsby by f scott fitzgerald / olivia larson @poetbitesback​ / september affirmation (don’t be afraid) by keaton st. james @boykeats​

I forgot how magical trc is. the first book and the recorder and "is that all?" "that's all there is" and the hope and that feeling of things are starting and we're getting there and just magic. this is why I love it so much

One fine day, it will be your turn. You will leave homes, cities and countries to pursue grander ambitions. You will leave friends, lovers and possibilities for the chance to roam the world and make deeper connections. You will defy your fear of change, hold your head high and do what you once thought was unthinkable: walk away. And it will be scary. At first. But what I hope you’ll find in the end is that in leaving, you don’t just find love, adventure or freedom. More than anything, you find you.

You ever think about how unified humanity is by just everyday experiences? Tudor peasants had hangnails, nobles in the Qin dynasty had favorite foods, workers in the 1700s liked seeing flowers growing in pavement cracks, a cook in medieval Iran teared up cutting onions, a mom in 1300 told her son not to get grass stains on his clothes, some girl in the past loved staying up late to see the sun rise.

I ended up having a really interesting conversation with some people at the bus stop today. They were getting out of some sort of ‘clean and sober’ meeting and had starting saying how they were so bored because they didn’t have anything to do, and had to stay at home because all their old friends would pull them back. So I said something like, ‘So this is the time to do all the stuff your parents told you they didn’t have money/time for!’ “Whatcha mean?” “You know, like when you were five and you REALLY wanted to have that toy or do that thing and you were like, ‘Please mom please I gotta have this I gotta go do this’ and they went ‘Hell no you think I’m paying for that do you want to goddamn EAT?’ “ And this light went on in their eyes. The lady is going to go check thrift stores for an Easybake Oven and I told her about Wilton cake decorating classes. The dude is going to Griffith Park and ride horses, because, ‘I always wanted to be a cowboy, and you can’t drink when you’re on a horse ‘cause you’ll fucking die!’ Fuck it. This is what being an adult is. Sure it’s bills and work and relationships, but damn it, it’s also time to do the things you LIKE. I signed up for a free class/lecture on Water Gardens. I’m going. It’s time.

The fallen Angel Lucifer and the Moon on March 31 2020

Oh no, we just couldn’t have that now, could we?

bro not to start again on names but do u ever think abt how some names have been used for centuries, millenniums even…like how many times has the earth heard a mother calling, ‘krishna!’…how many times have the stars caught a lover whispering, ‘miriam’…how many times has the ground we’ve walked on and continue to walk on felt vibrations of a friend excitedly yelling, 'asiya!’

gwenllian: you pronounce ‘ll’ like a hiss, just with more tongue

trc audiobook narrator: *dies*

anyway just a reminder for the myth lovers out there

king arthur was welsh. merlin was welsh. camelot was in wales. the lady and the lake she pops out of; welsh. excalibur; magic inanimate welsh object. etc.

on the way to see family, i drive past a lake that in which is welsh legend, is the last resting place of excalibur.

i’m just saying in my experience a lot of these legends had been so anglo-fied in the past and it’s like, all this cool shit is celtic welsh legend.

Breathe in the sweetness that hovers in August.

sylvia plath // @thisherelight // raymond carver // @fortuneaday // zoë lianne // mary oliver // emily bronte // taylor swift; via @tayricochets // carole king // @deadwatered // eileen myles; via @unchildhood // kent nerburn // sara baume // claude monet

A Line made by Walking , Sara Baume //August - taylor swift , edit by @lilacsblossom the unabridged journals of sylvia plath- Sylvia Plath// Wuthering Heights ~Emily Brontë//Mary Oliver from “August”, devotions // Letters of Summer Past by Listy Tamtego Lata VI // august by taylor swift , edit by @lilacsblossom // Mary Oliver , the pond // Gone Girl - Gillian Flynn // the secret life of bees - Sue Monk Kidd// August 3 , 4pm -im not ready//