do you guys have any favorite wikipedia articles or favorite things to look up on wikipedia ? mine are globster, zuiyo-maru carcass and vanishing hitchhiker
this is one of my favorites and i don't even know why
Saw a post like this with negative outlook so I asked for it to be fixed
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poems about Laika (the soviet space dog)
i’ve been hunting for one in specific, and during my quest, i have seen that very many beautiful poems about this creature have been written. I wanted to compile them.
- “first dog in space” by brennig davies / “They say that, from space, the Earth looks like a small, blue ball. I’ll throw it for you, Laika, if you’ll chase it, dart through the stratosphere like a comet, undeserving of its fate.”
- “laika” by claire williamson / “for three hours she was weightless, pulse racing, but ate her dinner, alive to see an orbital sunrise.”
- “laika” by adnana zeljkovic / “Paddling with her soft paws in inimical vacuum, (nothing to draw you to your bosom like Mother Earth’s gravitation) herself soft snowflake,”
- “laika” by paul gerard reed / “The stars that shone have all gone out as man betrayed your trust, but your spirit is still in place somewhere, out there in space.”
- “laika” by dave lewis / “But when you gave me that final kiss on the nose I suppose deep down inside I knew my destiny lay among the stars. Alone, in silence, I watched the world spinning round, one thousand miles below.“
- “i remember laika” by jan oskar hansen / “The farewell can’t be delayed a boy has run to the outer field sits on a stone tries not to cry the struggle to accept the unavoidable.”
- “muttnik” by tumblr user @fateology / “I don’t mind. I just miss you. I miss you like the space that lies between two breaths. Full to burning.”
- “for the first dog in space” by lavinia greenlaw / “Laika, do not let yourself be fooled by the absolute stillness that comes only with not knowing how fast you are going. As you fall in orbit around the earth, remember your language. Listen to star dust. Trust your fear.”
- “laika” by sarah doyle / “Brave little cosmonaut, caught and collared, Earth no more than a distant ball with which you cannot play.”
- “laika” by adrian sobol / “If there is light, it’s pressing down on you. Something stirs inside it.”
- “first the dog” by zbigniew herbert / “awkwardly we bump into stars / we see nothing we hear nothing / we beat with our fists on the dark ether / on all the wavelengths is a whining”
you are welcome to add more poems to this post if you have any in mind to recommend.
Rabbits Rabbits Rabbits
Reblog this on the first of the month for good luck all month long!
lunaesteria
ppssst the yellowhead institute has a lot more info you should check them out
Curved sticks laid around a river boulder. Took longer to find the sticks than to make the work. Woody creek, Colorado. 16 September 2006. © Andy Goldsworthy
the level of caucasian stupidity on this site is fucking ridiculous. do ya’ll ever considering shutting the fuck up? poc will never want or need you inputting your “opinion” on our race issues you cannot and will not ever understand. seriously. shut the fuck up.
and specifically white colonizer europeans trying to tell black americans that racism isn’t real in their “much superior country that’s mainly white.”
and here’s some articles on the issue for those who genuinely want to know more (note: these are specifically regarding Black people):
https://www.enar-eu.org/Introduction
everyone can and should reblog this. if you see it, reblog it. especially if you’re european. if you are white do not add your own thoughts or opinions. on race issues like these you should be spreading awareness, not sharing your opinions.
love is stored in the kitchen
perhaps the world ends here - joy hario // the world unseen (2007) - dir. shamim sarif // text post - @jacebeleren // daidai’s kitchen - @pakchoys // text post - @bicarusgf // in the kitchen - helena janecic // letter to donald windham - tennessee williams // お仕事 - @tomokohara // summer kitchen - donald hall // perhaps the world ends here - joy hario
oh to be a nun in 1350 enjoying quiet time and gardening and having lots of lesbian sex and then dying at the ripe old age of 36
radgoblin
Life expectancy statistics measure the average age of death. Because infant/childhood mortality was so incredibly high until recently, it really dragged down that average. If you exclude infant/childhood mortality from your statistic, you’ll see that humans (that survive childhood) have consistently lived into their 70s, meaning if you were a woman that survived childhood and never had to go through pregnancy, you may well get a good 50+ years of lesbian sex and gardening!
Reblog for a good 50+ years of lesbian sex and gardening
