It's called shelter...
From the storm...
the siege...
the onslaught...
A place to warm your bones, your soul...
A place that fills you with comfort...
A place of gathering...
A place that feels like home...
Be exalted in your space.
I understand...
i imagine getting my own place all the time and going down to the grocery store early in the morning before everyone else and to the coffee shop and having a really small place with wide windows and lots of plants and shelves of books and a tiny kitchen where i can make tea and noodles and a bed with a pile of blankets and just a place i can make uniquely my own or maybe a place i could share with someone but i just think about this place a lot idk
It's only a matter of time...
By KIRK JOHNSON, nytimes.com
MARYSVILLE, Wash. — A 14-year-old girl who was shot by a high school classmate in an attack in the school’s cafeteria on Friday in this northern suburb of Seattle died late Sunday, hospital officials said.
Gia Soriano was sitting with friends wh…
I certainly hope that no one tries to memorialize the piece of trash that wrought this tragedy. I feel for his family, but at the same time I also hold them responsible for letting this miscreant monstrosity run loose. And further, if the gun that was used is traced back to a family member, then the owner of that gun should be charged and tried as an accomplice before the fact. No way around it: this kid and his family are just plain garbage. My prayers go out to the innocents in this tragedy, but I hope that the family of the shooter has to endure this special raw pain for the length of eternity.
As a culinarian, with over 20 years of experience and training, in a vast array of epicurean options, I have to say that one of my favorite descriptive terms these days is: slurpable.
Long live ramen!
(Or most any other noodle... except udon... fucking udon... big ass, sweaty-tasting, soppy-wet, edible shoelaces...)
Yeah, fuck udon... Hail ramen majesty!
It always amuses me to see the emotionally unstable become more unstable when they don't get the things that they demand. It's like watching a tantrum-prone child just start turning red and shaking and drooling and screaming until they pass out or rupture blood breaks in their face. It's disturbing to see the first time, but after the fifth or sixth time, the novelty has worn off and is rather boring. Same thing with this latest incarnation of SJW, this brigade that's appointed themselves to be the militant guard who will take down capitalism and institute mandatory socialism, even if it means giving up their rights to start turning red, shaking, drooling, and screaming when the stormtroopers began rounding everyone up and sticking them in little boxes...
Go ahead, boycott everything, stage sit-outs (the more impactful protest where one turns their back on society and waits it out in the desert), and withhold your brilliance and beautiful screeching voices from the world and the bad people in it, until those bad people are driven to their knees and capitulate, and the perfect world you've demanded is magically and dutifully dropped at your precious feet.
We miserables will have to learn to manage, somehow, without you...
…well except he promised that if the WFP was transparent about how it would use the $6 billion to solve world hunger and they never did.
to be very clear: coronavirus is not an “enemy”. being a virus, it’s at the junction of the non-alive and alive – so to call it an enemy is akin to calling a hurricane, or maybe the waves enemies. are they? or is it a way of life that makes hurricanes, floods and, yes, pathogens stronger every year? they all just happen. there is no one to blame here but the state, the economy and their shitty representatives. keep that in mind when the last death-throes of humanism, propped up by nationalism, try to mobilize health and illness as their arguments for more surveillance, more control, and more death
If this is a glimpse of the future, then I'll pass. The buildings look cool, upon first sight, but if you think about it and wander around the grounds mentally, in the right frame of mind, you'll see that these domes kind of resemble those clusters of nondescript, blasé fungi you might see in a forest or near fallen underbrush. Those genuine fungal growths look cool and natural to me, but this structure looks cold, bleak and devoid of light and life. To be sure it is a nice bit of design and engineering work, but that's about all I can say in a complimentary tone. I would come to dread my home if it were contained therein...
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Nothing else need be said. Roll on, and rise above. Period.
This has got be one of my favorite photographs of all time. It offers up so much, from the half-tones, b&w treatments, texture, composition, detail, color theory, and contrast, that I could spend days just meditating on it, absorbing it all.
Fanart and fanfic are still in the works… Just terribly stressed and busy.
From my urban adventure the other day… A fun view that always gives me mild vertigo.
I would write something more elaborate, but I'm too busy laughing!
I would have aced biology if the teachers all taught the course like the narrator
It's one of the last calculated measures to destroy faith abs religion across the entire world. Without faith, the people of the world become easy to control, manipulate, and enslave. But what these Enemies of Humanity don't realize is that we are all beginning to awaken to their conspiracy and attacks. And we're pissed, and so is God. So good luck with that, Globalists and Elitists...
The best breakdown of "Project Blue Beam"🤔
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