pressed flowers
this sentence came so far out of left field i reflexively closed the tab and had to open it up again to take this screenshot. i mean like yes its true that mushrooms are not plants but ive literally never ever ever ever met or even heard of anyone anywhere at any time who has used this definition of a plant-based diet
I made some little fairies out of pressed flowers 🌷
I hate linguistic anthropology. Why? One of the most influential experiments in linguistic anthropology involved teaching a chimp asl. One of the most influential linguistics is named Noam Chomsky. You know what the chimp’s name was?
Nim Chimpsky.
Fucking monkey pun.
And this is in textbooks, in documentaries, everywhere. And everyone just IGNORES THIS GOD AWFUL PUN cause of how important the experiment was. But
BUT LOOK AT THIS SHIT. FUCKING NIM CHIMPSKY. I HATE THIS WHOLE FIELD.
Not to get morbid - I'm in good spirits, I want to stress that - but hearing about those roman gravestones that address whoever pauses to read them makes me want to have one too once I'm done. But I don't think I want one that's sweetly thanking people for pausing to remember. I want to grab people by the throat from beyond the grave and put them into existential contemplations of their own life. Something along the lines of
In this moment we are both here - you there, aboveground, I here, below. Come tomorrow, I will still be here. Where will you be?
Fairies looking through Gothic Arch, c. 1864 by John Anster Fitzgerald (English, c. 1819–1906)
palau’s jellyfish lake was once connected to the pacific ocean, but when the sea level dropped its population of jellyfish were left to thrive in the isolation of its algae rich waters, and now make a daily 800 metre migration from one end of the lake to the other.
Details: Mid Ocean and The Ocean, ca. 1900, by Frederick Judd Waugh.
Whale Shark Gliding Through Bioluminiscent Algae _ Mike Nulty
Nicknames: when you shorten someone’s name affectionately
Nicholasnames: when you elongate someone’s name affectionately
City of Ankon by Jan Ditlev