Then everyone start writing your own sci do novels and movie scripts I mean shit it’s just how it turned out it’s not like anyone was trying to be racist
I filmed this in slow motion last year (before I knew better). I tossed bread up in the air at the park. This causes gulls to fly in a flock above you and swoop to catch each piece. It’s great fun. Sometimes they miss.
Okay, a bit more on why I’m so down on gendered pronouns!
WHAT’S A PRONOUN?
(Source is this weird make-your-own-bingo site. I don’t know how you would play this game.)
Pronouns are words like he, she, them, it, etc. They’re words that take the place of people, so we can say…
“We fled to the Philippines, which was under American occupation at the time. But it wasn’t long before the Japanese took over the islands. We were living in Manila, and when the Japanese occupied the city, they began to teach us to read and write Japanese. When the Americans came to retake the city, they invaded from the north, and the Japanese blew up the bridges and barricaded themselves in the southern part of the city where we lived. Shells were falling all around us, because the Japanese had stationed a gun encampment across from our house. One morning, we decided to make a run for the hospital, so that we could put ourselves under the protection of the Red Cross. Our neighbors were running in front of us, pushing their belongings on a pushcart, when they stepped on a land mine and the whole family was killed. We kept running, but when we got to the main street, there was a checkpoint and we weren’t allowed to cross. So we hid beneath a house, and soon we were discovered by Japanese soldiers. They lined us all up against the wall to be executed. We begged and begged and begged for our lives. They finally allowed my mother and the children to step aside, but they told my father to stay. My mother dropped to her knees and asked the Japanese commander to imagine it was his family. And he finally let all of us go.”
When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn’t that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows. But it also devours.
When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn’t that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows.
But it also devours.
Raymond Carver, Late Fragment.
This is beautiful, but it’s not from Raymond Carver’s Late Fragment. It does seem to have used the poem as a starting point, though.
Here’s the rest: http://readalittlepoetry.wordpress.com/2013/06/14/late-fragment-by-raymond-carver/
draw your own conclusions :)
George Takei describes the moment when he and his family were sent to an internment camp.
"Another scene I remember now as an adult is every morning at school we started the day with the Pledge of Allegiance to the flag…there was the American flag flying over the camp but I could also see the barbed wire fence and the sentry towers pointing at us from my schoolhouse window as I recited the words ‘With liberty and justice for all’." - George Takei, The Daily Show (July 24, 2014).
Full Episode (apologies, The Daily Show website does not have the best video player).
To Be Takei documentary official website.
- Mod Dawes Sr.
Tando (via 500px / sleeping Tando by Hendy Mp)
Sunda flying lemur (Galeopterus variegatus)
I started a new batch of custom Wolfves, based off my project The Wolf That Only You Can See. The second collection has a special name and a special symbol only commissioners get to see and know about.
I’m working on more of these as we speak. I love creating these custom Wolfves.
I love seeing these custom Wolfves!
Lorde gettin hella real on Twitter tonight.
Hey Crime fiction writers. Here’s an oft-cited reference chart to show you what different bullets look like going in and coming out.
"I am a writer…" I whisper as I reblog this.
"I am a murderer…" I realize as I reblog this.
"I am both…" I realise as I reblog this.