I'll never be old while I'm still alive

“After qualifying the eyes of a beloved as stars, the whole universe becomes readable in the...

Sat, 18 May 2013 15:36:56 +0100

“After qualifying the eyes of a beloved as stars, the whole universe becomes readable in the beloved’s eyes, and the eyes of the beloved are watching us from above on any given night.”

alafoliepetit: I’m back from my travels. It was so amazing, exactly what I needed. I traveled from...

Fri, 03 May 2013 14:36:00 +0100

alafoliepetit:

I’m back from my travels. It was so amazing, exactly what I needed.

I traveled from London to Stockholm, which is a very weird place, ‘weird’ being a major understatement. They are very proud of their mooses (I’m not sure how to express the plural of moose). They also ride scooters around like it’s the most natural thing in the world. You don’t know what creepy is until you’ve had a grown man stare at you, completely blank facial expression, whilst gliding past on what must have been a child’s scooter.

From Stockholm I went to Athens, Greece. I stayed in a hostel there, which was beautiful and was situated about 2 minutes walk from absolutely everything. It was so cheap it was unbelievable. I saw the Temple of Zeus and Acropolis, which are breath taking to say the least. I spent three days there, eating a lot of ice-cream and doing a lot of wandering around. Played with some tortoises, fed some stray animals. Spoke to Greek people about the euro-crisis which had them all very angry. Its very apparent that, as a nation, they are fuming with the government and choices made in parliament. There were riots, protests, police guarded the streets almost all the time. Anti-government graffiti slurs covered the buildings. Still, most people were happy enough to talk about other things, after a while.

After Athens I traveled 6 hours by various buses to Olympia, where I saw Olympia itself in all it’s glory. That was truly inspiring. I stayed in a village called Llina Lia, around 20 minutes away, with an elderly couple that spoke not a word of English. We fared okay though because by then I could hold a basic conversation in Greek. The rest we said in actions so basically the entire time there was a giant game of charades. Their village was beautiful. It’s population was around 30 people, all of which we said hello to or visited. Everyone we visited gave cakes and biscuits and drinks. The entire village was very kind to me. Behind the couples house was a field that led to a stream where I skimmed stones and watched fireflies at night. We had barbecues under the stars whilst the frogs and crickets hummed their songs. It was a beautiful time. I went to the beach, chased the fish. I ate snails and drank Greek coffee in the mornings. I helped the couple with their chickens which was great fun (turns out chickens are more intelligent than I ever gave them credit for).

After some very painful goodbyes, I returned to Athens where suddenly it had become very hot and very busy. Little matter, it was still beautiful. I had Greek McDonald’s, where they sell the ‘Greek Mac’, questionable. I almost fell out of a moving taxi because the driver drove off before realizing I wasn’t entirely in the car, and shockingly wasn’t even hurt. There was however, a lot of screaming induced by the event. None of which was from me.

I said goodbye to Athens and traveled on to Switzerland, where they speak French so I could actually hold a conversation (still not a very good one, but better than before) with a stranger. I almost bought a giant tub of Nutella there, but managed to refrain and only buy around 25 Reese’s Cups instead. It is a very clean, posh place. Beautiful, in a completely different way to Greece. It is very refined and money is apparent in even the smallest of details.

From Switzerland it was, unfortunately back to London. The drive home from Heathrow took me completely through London, so as my last act of tourism I got to see the London sights by night. That was beautiful too, but not in a way that I could really appreciate, not when I wanted to be back in the village so badly.

Travelling like that always makes me notice how huge the world and it’s occupants really are. My worries and the things that trouble me, keep me up all night, are really nothing in the grand scheme of things. The people of Llina Lia didn’t care about them, they cared only about how they could have a pleasant time and be nice to their neighbors They didn’t even care too much about the euro-crisis, because they were happy. They had food on their table and love for one another, and to them, that was all that mattered. They all helped each other, without question or a second thought. I’m glad to be home with my family, but part of my heart will always be dancing with those fireflies and playing by the river in the sunshine. Living the sort of happiness that can only come from simple pleasures.

The famous physicist, Richard Feynman once took part in a conference discussing “the ethics of...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 15:55:25 +0100

The famous physicist, Richard Feynman once took part in a conference discussing “the ethics of equality.” A sociologist brought a paper which he had written beforehand to the committee, asking everyone to read it. Feynman, finding it completely incomprehensible, feared that he was out of his depth — until he decided to pick one sentence at random and parse it until he understood. The sentence he chose (to the best of his recollection) was:

“The individual member of the social community often receives his information via visual, symbolic channels.”

Feynman “translated” the sentence and discovered it meant “People read.”

I wait, I’d like to think, patiently, but I would be grateful for the happenings to happen...

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 19:42:42 +0100

I wait, I’d like to think, patiently, but I would be grateful for the happenings to happen right now, it would be awfully convenient.

I have something to draw and I have something I really want to attempt on guitar and I’m at...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 02:16:25 +0100

I have something to draw and I have something I really want to attempt on guitar and I’m at that point where I don’t know whether I should stay up and draw through the night or sleep and wake up early to play guitar. I drew yesterday, I haven’t played guitar in three days, I feel incomplete, but if I don’t draw what I feel like drawing I’ll also feel incomplete. If I do neither I become an abyss.

I made a post about humans not being all evil and lying not being all evil the next logical point in...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 02:06:06 +0100

I made a post about humans not being all evil and lying not being all evil the next logical point in this is to make a post saying that the devil isn’t all evil

But I dare not venture into that territory

Sometimes it makes sense to lie, I’m not talking about little lies or lies that are used to...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 02:00:27 +0100

Sometimes it makes sense to lie, I’m not talking about little lies or lies that are used to prevent leaks that threaten national security; I mean lies in which it would be beneficial and productive for all parties involved, for one to lie to them, like telling your friend you hadn’t heard the very same joke they had just told you even though you had (3 weeks ago on the internet), so that they wouldn’t feel in any way dejected and it wouldn’t take anything away from the humour of the joke to the others in the group. It makes sense to lie, it keeps things going without any adverse affects if the joke-person finds out that you’d already heard the joke before, later on.

I don’t know what I’m trying to say but I think maybe it might be that lying, like all things, isn’t all evil.

sulaco-actual: neveraskwhy replied to your post: it really saddens me to see what EA has...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 00:42:06 +0100

sulaco-actual:

neveraskwhy replied to your post: it really saddens me to see what EA has become.

It feels like a business now.

THATS EXACTLY WHAT IT IS. YES. I COMPLETELY AGREE. they have become the Business men like in Adventure time. all they care about is profits and efficiency. they dont care about the people they are making games for.

I can definitely imagine EA building a large robot to suck gamers into care-sacs where they’ll have to play substandard games forever

h0llo: seatbelts are so not punk mom You’ve never been more wrong about anything in your...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 00:35:44 +0100

h0llo:

seatbelts are so not punk mom

You’ve never been more wrong about anything in your life

My Theory on Clara! (UPDATED April 8th)

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 17:20:28 +0100

who-lligan:

We know Oswin was a Dalek…

And we assume she died…

But what if she didn’t? What if she lived and eventually went insane and became the Dalek Emperor? The one at the Game Station.

And then Rose Bad Wolfed her ass.

But because she was Rose…

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People are not good

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 01:26:06 +0100

I’ve no eloquence but I hope you understand.

Some people are not good to each other; are not good to themselves; are not good to animals; are not good to things. Some people are destructive, are ungrateful, are vindictive.

I see it sometimes, I hear it often, but mostly I feel it, and I know other people do too.

‘People are not good’ is what I’d grown up to understand, and understood that I was never alone in thinking this. People are not good, the same words said over and over, by charities, by murderers, by historians and novelists. I was wrong.

I was wrong in my understanding of it, or why I felt the same, and I think most others are wrong too, in the same way as I; People are not good, but people want to be, we need this villain who opposes all we stand for, and we want it to be this immense force, this entire species - be it in our mind, in our words or in our actions, we want to be the heroes of our beliefs, to defeat the world from which we rose, or take a narrative seat and pave the way for our heroes to rise.

Humanity is not any inherent evil nor any inherent good. Some people are not good, though they may be your heroes.

-zero: I am fairly certain now that I have grown very afraid of men. I thought it was just the one...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 14:50:48 +0100

-zero:

I am fairly certain now that I have grown very afraid of men. I thought it was just the one shady guy on the bus that made me feel uncomfortable but really, I have noticed this intense fear response triggered by any male I am not familiar with, who is older than I am, and who looks a bit rough around the edges.

And I know it is so, so wrong to judge people based on their appearances but I do believe the way you present yourself to the general public says at least something about you. I just can’t blatantly ignore the overpowering smell of mouthwash trying to cover up stench of cheap alcohol and unbranded cigarettes. I can taste the putrid state of your organs from just the smell that reeks from you. I hate the grins that come without eye smiles. And how do the corners of your mouth curl when the rest of your face stays unmoved? Are you petrified with evil thoughts? I can’t trust the eyes that wander under those sunglasses. We are indoors, good sir. Where has your guide dog disappeared to? Have you dropped your retractable cane? Oh, you don’t own either of those things?

Despite how arrogant and conceited I probably sound at this point, I will state that I am thoroughly aware that not everyone who looks at me strangely, plans on stalking and murdering me. I just don’t want to be that naive little school girl running around with the “it won’t happen to me” mindset. I would rather be a bit wary than find myself waking up dead by the hands of another.

Obviously, not all men are evil. In the same way, not all women are good. I wish I could stop thinking the worst of the intentions of others, but the process has just been instilled in me. I am much too frightened of how clever humans have become that now the evil ones are able to blend effortlessly amongst us.

Say, there is ultimately nothing preventing me from being the next cold case victim, is there? Probably not. But perhaps my excessive paranoia and hyper vigilance towards potential culprits will do more good than harm.

P.S: Ya’ll better be damned prompt with receiving phone calls because one of these days I am going to call for help. And I am going to mean it. And you better be my hero (or heroine).

coolscar: its the eye of the tiger. its the fur of the tiger. and the ears and tail. holy shit its...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 01:40:54 +0100

coolscar:

its the eye of the tiger. its the fur of the tiger. and the ears and tail. holy shit its a fucking tiger, run

If I wrote for a TV series I would make it my sole life duty to trawl the internet for plot theories...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 01:34:47 +0100

If I wrote for a TV series I would make it my sole life duty to trawl the internet for plot theories and purposefully pick out and use that one random crazy theory that everybody disregards just to ruin everybody’s life

How foolish or pretentious must a person be to think they know more of the art than the artist?

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 01:27:43 +0100

How foolish or pretentious must a person be to think they know more of the art than the artist?

alienexplosion: I’ll never be old while I’m still alive: alienexplosion: neveraskwhy:...

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 16:55:59 +0100

alienexplosion:

I’ll never be old while I’m still alive: alienexplosion: neveraskwhy: alienexplosion: neveraskwhy: Teach me…

alienexplosion:

neveraskwhy:

alienexplosion:

neveraskwhy:

Teach me something

Dual Federalism is associated with the first 150 years of US history during which state government exercised the most political power

You’re my current favourite.

The word ‘doubt’ is…

When Richard III was killed at the Battle of Bosworth, he was stabbed in the arse after he was already dead. It was a bit like final ‘fuck you’.

The black fur in animals is caused by an excess of the melanin pigment - Black panthers are the melanistic versions of jaguars and, more commonly, leopards - In both cases the original markings of the cat are still partially visible.

There are also animals which are partially melanistic, such as tigers (i.e. Their stripes are wide enough to make the rest of their colour barely visible) in the wild, fully melanistic tigers (and cougars) have been reported several times but none have ever been supported by conclusive evidence to prove their existence.

upgraders: loses a fight irl wtf bro rematch I was lagging

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 13:55:09 +0100

upgraders:

*loses a fight irl* wtf bro rematch I was lagging

alienexplosion: neveraskwhy: alienexplosion: neveraskwhy: Teach me something Dual Federalism is...

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 12:25:00 +0100

alienexplosion:

neveraskwhy:

alienexplosion:

neveraskwhy:

Teach me something

Dual Federalism is associated with the first 150 years of US history during which state government exercised the most political power

You’re my current favourite.

The word ‘doubt’ is spelled as such in English because it comes from the same root word as the word ‘double’ does - This root word meant ‘two’ which is apparent in ‘doubt’ because when you doubt something, you’re of two minds about it.

Elysium or Elysian Fields is used by writers of classical and contemporary literature as a concept of the afterlife.

Writers to refer to Elysium include Homer, Alfred Tennyson and Tennessee Williams

Chronic, prolonged intake of silver (On its own or in silver compounds) results in an irreversible condition called argyria.

Argyria is a condition in which silver/silver sulfide particles accumulate in the skin which darken with exposure to the sun, causing the skin to turn a bluey-grey colour (Argyriosis is the same condition but specifically relating to the blue discolouration of the eyes).

alienexplosion: neveraskwhy: Teach me something Dual Federalism is associated with the first 150...

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 01:19:45 +0100

alienexplosion:

neveraskwhy:

Teach me something

Dual Federalism is associated with the first 150 years of US history during which state government exercised the most political power

You’re my current favourite.

The word ‘doubt’ is spelled as such in English because it comes from the same root word as the word ‘double’ does - This root word meant ‘two’ which is apparent in ‘doubt’ because when you doubt something, you’re of two minds about it.

Teach me something

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 01:00:28 +0100

Teach me something