If A Sword Is Like An Extension Of The Wielder. And A Sword Can Be Said To Have Its Own Identity. Then

Hilarious Reasons Why Every Cat Owner Should Get A Glass Table

My favorite jokes are about mispronouncing philosophers' names but I'm afraid it's a nietzsche subgenre

the grief of growing

the assassination of caesar was pretty gay when you think about it. like what do you need all those knives for? penetrating another man?

When the Oscar Wilde character drops, is his ability going to be called “The Picture of Oscar Wilde” by the same logic of “The Great Fitzgerald”?

Pale Blue Dot

Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us.

On it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives.

The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there –on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.

Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.

Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

–Carl Sagan's Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

ll Earth seen from about 3.7 billion miles away l Voyager 1 l 1990

Things that fall petals, teardrops, snowflakes, rain, stars, tides, eyelids, time, shadows, leaves, the sun, and I for you.

Nature can give and nature can take.

Since the dawn of time, she has given life to this planet, made it sprout and nourished it, but if provoked, nature can cause death.

Yesterday I was walking near a lake when I saw beautiful steps of water and sunlight into the river. Looking at them, I felt so lonely and helpless, as if the flow of water was taking away my ardour, my strength and my courage.

Nature has always calmed me in times of need, but now she is too angry to hear my laments; now I have to listen to hers.

Happy Valumtimes!

“A good friend finds you in the dark and carries you back to the light.”

— Darlene Schacht