unfollower: pausequoi: samandriel: if you don’t think history is amusing then you’re wrong because one time 3 different guys declared themselves pope all at once and they all excommunicated each other and it was basically the funniest shit ever what about that time the Lichtenstein army sent 80 men to Italy to fight and came back with 81 what about the time when a guy tried to...
Into the Unknown
Away from the darkness, into the gray. She’s adventurous, to undertake this foray Into the unknown But it’s got to be better than this So she’ll take all the suffering and pain she might find Just to run from the terrors shaking her mind
Body Consumed, Mind Unaware
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I were to fade away Just join in with the bleakness and the grey Body consumed, mind unaware Would anyone see, could anyone care?
I Go to Seek A Great Perhaps
is it because we’re scared? is it the guilt? running away is an arbitrary term I’m not running away I’m running to “I go to seek a great perhaps” That’s where I’m running. I’ve spent my whole life slowly First crawling, then walking Now running. I have to stop walking to my great perhaps I need to dive in, face-first, hit the ground...
There is a dying woman begging for a forgiveness that is not mine to give. She looks into my eyes and tells me the words she needs to give to generations before me. She sees them within me, and is panicked when I can only cleanse her of her sins against me.
If abortion is murder, is wearing a condom kidnapping?– Amanda (via baso-rexia)
kkatkkrap: A’capella cover, huh… we’ll see about...
There is a clock ticking from somewhere deep inside him. She can feel it. At first listen, it was almost in tune with his heartbeat, just a fraction of a moment off. She feels it now, can almost see it beating from within him. How could she have mistaken it for a heartbeat? The shifting, mechanized sounds from every part of him. He exudes this mechanical life. How could she have been so foolish to...
The Choice of Ignorance, and the Moment of Respite
Piles of ash next to a broken body. The wail begins as less than a thought, an unconscious choice, torn from deep within, rushing through the body, overtaking all senses as an obliterating sound of pain. The world will stop for this one second; bearing witness to the pain it has caused. For that one moment, everyone on the planet is forced to stop and become aware of what they have done, the...
I’ll drop out of the sky, soar across oceans, plummet to the ground and smash with breathtaking force. Fragments of mind and body settling around me, I’ll smile at the wind, grin at the stars, and scream until I laugh at the absurdity. Just as long as you’re there to see.
Wonderment of the Ending of the world
He, with his questioning eyes watch my ascent into my mind. He watches, confused as I am consumed with the fires and brimstone falling around me, of the falling cities and the screaming children. His eyes gloss over the pain and blood, only wondering why I am not coming to him, giving him what he wants, why I ask, scream, beg for the savior we need. The beautiful people walk around with sunglasses...
Small hands tracing the dust on a pane of glass, shattered realizations falling into place alongside the despair. There’s nothing here for her now, without him. He and his great hands that create, his lips that taste and words that soothe. His body that fit. It always shocked her how well he fit to her, his brain seeming to wrap around hers, fibers combining and neurons jumping between the...
The Godly Massacre
The hungry eyes of the starving see through everything we pretend to be. Our desire to help, but our lack of emotion. Our untaken initiatives and our expectation of gratification without effort. We see them and smile, explaining we couldn’t possibly help them now, we have so many things to do, and isn’t it their own fault for having so many children? The hungry and dying loathe our...
me talking about bright eyes
me: man bright eyes is such a good band seriously I fucking love oberst he's a fucking genius, it doesn't even make any sense how someone's brain can come up with such wonderful lyrics
friend: yeah I kind of like them
me: !!! let's get drunk together and black out to fevers and mirrors! Or would you rather smoke and listen to cassadaga? we need to be in some state of mind and listen to the appropriate album. OMG don't you just want to GO to cassadaga? It's a real place, you know. DID YOU LIKE THE PEOPLE'S KEY?! You know there's rumors of them making a new album. LOOK AT THIS PICTURE OF CONOR OBERST HE IS SO CUTE. THIS IS MY FAVORITE PICTURE OF CONOR OBERST SLEEPING, WHAT'S YOURS?!/?!!?!??!
friend: uhhhhh- I like first day of my life
ME: secretly judging people based on our shared bright eyes knowledge.
Typewriters are weed
I just heard my roommate’s voice in the hallway and I realized that she might walk in soon and that if she does she’s going to judge me and think I’m depressing again and then give me that look and the sound of my keyboard clacking is so soothing I don’t want to stop, NOW I finally understand why people like typewriters, if my clackety keyboard is this nice I can only...
A Dialogue With My 86-year-old Grandmother About...
I saw this article:
earlier this afternoon and I got suddenly curious how my 86yo grandmother felt about marriage equality and LGBT rights. Since she's often hilarious, I decided to interview her on the phone and post it here. I put it on speakerphone, recorded it, then transcribed it. She's in Miami, and Cuban-born, so this is translated from Spanish. She's a pretty feisty lady. I want to be her when I grow up. Here's what she said:
Me: Grandma, what do you think about this couple in their 90s supporting their gay grandkids in the fight for marriage equality?
Grandma: I think it's very nice. You have to support your family, no matter who they are. You can't reject people for things like that.
Me: If you had gay or lesbian family, would you do the same?
Grandma: I don't know if I could make a video like those people. They speak English.
Me: What about in Spanish? Would you make videos supporting marriage equality in Spanish.
Grandma: Ay... don't get any ideas. I don't want to make a video.
Me: But is it okay if I post this on the Internet? On one of my websites
Grandma: Ignorant people might yell at you.
Me: Oh, that's okay, I don't mind.
Grandma: Yes, you can put what I said on the Internet.
Me: Okay. So do you support gay and lesbian people getting married?
Grandma: I think gay people should be able to get married. Times have changed. Even my ideas have changed. There used to be a lot of ignorance and rumors about gay people, mostly because they had to live in hiding, you know, you couldn't be yourself out in public like they can be sometimes now. So I think people just made things up. But think gay people should be allowed to live their lives like everyone else.
Me: Would you go to a gay wedding?
Grandma: Yes, I would. It would probably be more lively than a regular one. I hate weddings. They're so boring.
Me: They really are. What do you think about people who protest gay marriage?
Grandma: Oh. Idiots.
Me: They're wrong?
Grandma: Idiots. Dumb people with nothing better to do. Out of all the things to protest. They should be out trying to do some good in the world instead.
Me: Do you think you would have felt the same way when you were my age?
Grandma: (Pauses) I don't think I gave it any thought. People didn't talk about these things back then. There was a lot of ignorance. Everybody knew gay people, of course, but people didn't talk about it in normal conversation, much less in public like on the news now. I think that's good. Talking is always good. When people know things, they can make up their own minds.I would like to think that maybe with a little information and thinking about it, I would feel the same way.
Me: Do you think gay people should be able to adopt kids?
Grandma: Of course.
Me: As a Christian, what do you think the Bible says about gay people?
Grandma: The Bible is very clear that Jesus doesn't care about race or gender or where you came from or anything. He loves everyone.
Me: What about the parts of the Bible that says gay people should be stoned to death?
Grandma: We don't stone people to death anymore...
Me: So you don't think that applies?
Grandma: I think God gave us some common sense to be able to figure out what parts were meant for forever, like "don't kill" and "don't steal" and "be good to people," and what parts were just a record of the society people lived in back then. We don't hide women in the dark during their periods anymore, either. Things like that.
Me: What about gays in the military? Do you think that should be allowed?
Grandma: You know, when I heard President Obama had helped made that legal, I was surprised it already wasn't. If you're willing to pick up a gun and go fight in some war somewhere for my freedom, I'm not willing to do that, so if you are, I don't care if you have a boyfriend or a girlfriend or fifteen cats.
Me: Yeah, I think most people supported that one.
Grandma: It's like I told you. God gave us common sense for a reason.
Me: I know you've had a few close gay male friends. Have you ever had a lesbian friend?
Grandma: I did in Cuba. She was my neighbor and she did everyone's hair on the block. You couldn't really tell she was a lesbian, but she told me, after many years of knowing her.
Me: What do you mean by "you couldn't tell she was a lesbian?"
Grandma: Well, she was very glamorous. She looked like a movie star all the time - that's why she did everyone's hair. Some lesbians, you can tell.
Me: In English, they call the ability to tell if someone's gay "gaydar." Like "radar" but for "gay."
Grandma: Oh! I think I have that.
Me: You think you have good gaydar?
Grandma: Well, I was an artist, so I was around a lot of gay men. And I can usually tell, but Paula fooled me.
Me: The slang term for lesbians who are very conventionally feminine in English is "lipstick lesbian."
Grandma: She did wear lipstick!
Me: Do you think a lot of older people think like you do?
Grandma: I think so. A lot of older people keep up with the news better than you think. And you get to be my age and you realize a lot of past mistakes in your thinking. You realize that a lot of things you think mattered, really don't. And the people who don't think like that, it's mostly because they don't know any better. But even at my age, people can be taught.
Me: Thank you, Pupa.
Grandma: You should show me your website when you put this up. I hope a lot of people read it.
ihopericksantorum: I hope Rick Santorum gets stolen by Nicholas Cage and then given back because he’s unconstitutional.