Apatosaurus

7 November 09

“

I want to beg of you much as I can to be patient
toward all that’s unsolved in your heart,
and learn to love the questions themselves,
like locked rooms, or like books that are
written in a very foreign tongue.

Do not seek the answers, which cannot be given you,
because you would not be able to live them,
and the point is to live everything.

Live the question now,
perhaps you will then, gradually, without noticing it,
live along some distant day into the answer.

— Rainer Maria Rilke (via omgitsjpax) (via quote-book) (via exiledsoul) (via poetrynews) (via curate)

6 November 09

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“ Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputation and social standing, never can bring about a reform. Those who are really earnest must be willing to be anything or nothing in the world’s estimation, and publicly and privately, in season and out, avow their sympathy with despised and persecuted ideas and their advocates, and bear the consequences.

— Susan B. Anthony

5 November 09

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Tumblr Secret Santa

ackb:

cameronchristopher:

scout:

saethis:

Currently, our count is at 123 people. This is, I think, a great response, and with 8 days remaining to enter, we should hopefully get some more.

Here’s how it works. You click on the link and you put in your details - your name, your Tumblr name, your address, and your email. When you put in your address, please remember to put in post codes, states, country etc.

On Saturday 14th November (Australian Eastern time), I am going to shut down the form, and once it’s closed then you have missed the boat. When that happens, I’ll be randomly distributing the names to people. You will receive one name - the idea is to send something to them. My advise is to keep it simple - a letter, a painting, a drawing - something small - but really, the sky is the limit. You’ll get these details sent to the email you submitted.

When the formspring is closed and you have received your email, then keep an eye on Tumblr Secret Santa - here, you will be able to send in small messages to people, as well as see what other people receive in the post.

So - enter, reblog, share, and Merry Christmas.

done!

Posted: 5:07 PM

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“ A person of good intelligence and of sensitivity cannot exist in this society very long without having some anger about the inequality - and it’s not just a bleeding-heart, knee-jerk, liberal kind of a thing - it is just a normal human reaction to a nonsensical set of values where we have cinnamon flavored dental floss and there are people sleeping in the street.

— George Carlin
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Posted: 4:32 PM

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AckB surprised me with new socks. She loves me.

Posted: 12:12 PM

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“ When Jesus tells the story of the man who was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, he was trying to make a point about who our neighbors are. These are the ones who’ve been left by the side of the road; beaten, battered and left for dead. The ones that those of us who care about changing the world often think of first – those in need of living wage jobs, safe and stable housing, good school for their children and the opportunity to live out the American dream. We want the world to change for these folks. But too often, we never even see them.

— Jennifer Kottler (via azspot) (via apsies)

Posted: 11:53 AM

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Epitaph of Joy Davidman, by C.S. Lewis

mills:

Here the whole world (stars, water, air,
And field, and forest, as they were
Reflected in a single mind)
Like cast off clothes was left behind
In ashes, yet with hopes that she,
Re-born from holy poverty,
In lenten lands, hereafter may
Resume them on her Easter Day.

This is the epitaph C.S. Lewis dedicated to his wife. This quality of the “single mind,” that it contains, reflects, and affects “the whole world”: it is in this sense that every death is the obliteration of an infinity, the end of a reality. In this light, calculations about life and death are absurd. What can justify the destruction of the stars, water, air, field, forest, and everything else one has within oneself?

That is not to say there are no other ways of thinking.

Posted: 11:00 AM

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hierology:

From the Baltimore Sun: Walters Art Museum puts Islamic texts online for all.

Posted: 10:53 AM

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talix18:

davereed:

lunchbagart:

Trivia: who is this person?

TROGDOR!!

Consummate Vs!

S … more different S.

Posted: 8:43 AM

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jacquelynn:

Torch-bearers walk through the streets of Lewes, England en route to Bonfire Night festivities, part of the celebration of Guy Fawkes Day. (via TIME Magazine)

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh