Against-the-Tide

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“Hmph. I am but a vagrant pushing against the tides to make the truth be known… a man ruined beyond repair by his own folly. I can think of words to describe myself, and the one you used is not among them. Not to sound rude - I appreciate the thought, but rest assured - I know who I am…”

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Whispers: Write write write <3

He comes to her in the darkest shades of morning, with glass in his heart and lead in his lungs. Her sighs are an open invitation as his soiled hands slide across her skin, drawing his name from her lips in litanous rhapsody.

Her mouth seeks his, to drink from that font of sin as his blasphemy settles in her bones. She is a seraph, a blazing beacon against the tide of despair, yet tainted by the burden of his creation.

Was it he who sullied her, or she who bore him to the gates of hell? He is her Eurydice, enraptured by her siren song, beckoned to sunlight by the crook of her finger. Shadows stretch between them, winding a silken noose around their necks.

Still their grip on each other is tighter.

the signs as suburban haunts

ARIES: flattened paper boats scattered like the remains of a murdered animal along a dried up river, rundown motels with their blasted neon signs and smashed-in windows, pink streamers from some neighborhood child’s birthday party shuffling across the street like bright tumbleweed, a train rattling off into the breathless night & the trace remnants of a week old bonfire found in the middle of nowhere. 

TAURUS: chipped paint, shattered shot glasses lying across an abandoned pool table missing a few billiard balls, flyers rustling like autumn leaves against the tempestuous tides of the wind, advertising concerts & magic shows that took place in 2005, the sillage of old perfume clogging up the air, still thick as the scent of blood or wildflowers.

GEMINI: the corpse of a cigarette that hasn’t touched a mouth in months, a dilapidated playground where lost souls come out to play, threadbare curtains ripped like the wings of a dissected bird, strange red-brown stains across the hotel bedsheets, a gate grown weary with new-forming foliage & age, whining erroneously whenever maneuvered. 

CANCER: an empty casket, coffee rim imprints across hardwood tables, an old, tattered shoe lying haphazardly on the side of the road, a junkyard littered with ancient cars still soggy with stories, a pick-up with a broken windshield, a cadillac with a massacred paint job, someone’s motorcycle with blood staining the front tire, an askew portrait with eyes that follow you around the room.

LEO: a carnival horse with one eye scratched out, a daycare centre that shut down years ago, plagued with the colorful ghosts of children’s drawings still tacked to the crumbling walls, a spiral staircase that seems to shift direction when nobody’s paying attention, crunched up beer cans rolling across an empty rooftop & lichen kissing the concrete. 

VIRGO: the supermarket, flickering & eerie at night like the shadows unearthed beneath troubled eyes, owls stirring in between the murmuring trees, a single upturned grave in a cemetery that isn’t supposed to be notorious for hauntings, an old fountain still glistening with pennies that are no longer considered currency, a collapsed bottle of wine running the tiles red.

LIBRA: handprints imprinted onto fogged-up windows, red rooms crowded with developing photographs of people whose faces you recognize but cannot quite place, broken doll heads, a necklace that erupted into a sea of pearls, a deflated blow up kiddie pool collecting parched grass and critters, a busted arcade game & the laughter of people long gone still trapped inside the walls.

SCORPIO: books with grimacing yellow pages, someone attempting to sell you a cursed object on etsy, a leaky shower-head, a clock that’s stuck in time, a torn, unravelled couch sitting deserted in someone’s front lawn, candy stores that proclaim sales on expired sweets & ruddy patches of farmland. 

SAGITTARIUS: basements stacked with unwanted toys, a box of thin-mints, footsteps reverberating around the house when it’s 2 AM and you’re home alone, a burned down lemonade stand, that weird alien light in the third window of your neighbor’s house that never seems to get turned off, a certain rattling coming from the kitchen.

CAPRICORN: rain pummeling against damp ceilings, clothes ripped off the washing line, an empty aquarium, obscure little thrift stores that sell leather jackets from the eighties, gas station lights flirting with you from the distance, the alley where they say the vagabonds roam their night countries, sniffing up and dressing down and slitting the throats of angels.

AQUARIUS: those tiny coffee shops that fill you with nostalgia for places you’ll never visit, ‘JESUS LOVES YOU’ spray-painted across the sides of ramshackle buildings, an antique almirah scratched to high hell, a monster in the closet, the tunnel beneath the bridge that half the town believes is a gateway to hell, smoking up in trip mall parking lots. 

PISCES: halloween decor presented in shop windows a couple months early, visiting that lake where you heard that one kid drowned, the garage door slamming without cause or notice, storing fireflies in jars, drugstore makeup, birthday cake flavored oreos, a wheeled desk chair that seems to turn on its own when nobody’s in the office, a candle snuffed out on a windless evening.

Somehow I’m even more mad at the third party voters than I am at the Trump voters. The Trump voters were going to vote Trump regardless; that couldn’t have been helped. But the third party voters? You guys could’ve helped. You could’ve turned the tide against the narrow margin by which Trump will almost certainly beat Clinton. Your vote could’ve actually counted.

But instead you chose to make some petty, self-righteous statement against a system that was far too established over hundreds of years to be dismantled within one single night. You chose to throw away the one privilege which countless people have fought and died for. You did exactly what Trump wanted you to do. You helped win this election for him.

I hope you’re proud. I really do.

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Hey guys it’s finished! If you’d like to read more about this piece, I have a longer description of it in this post here. Inspired by the actions and spirit of Elizabeth Warren and women throughout history, this design is something truly special to me. I chose to incorporate elements from Watership Down, a story of survival in the darkest of worlds that touched me deeply when I was young. I want to inspire others to keep surviving and persisting, pushing back against the tide of oppression and hate. Women have changed the world a hundred times over no matter how many warnings, no matter how many explanations, and we have always persisted. We will persist.

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Against The Tide
  • Against The Tide
  • Celldweller
  • Wish Upon A Blackstar
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Celldweller || Against The Tide

I finally get what you’ve been saying,
Now that we’re knee deep side by side,
The storm clouds are circling above us,
As we struggle against the tide.

This sorrow weighs down on my shoulders,
This fear is getting harder to hide,
You’ll leave me alone in this darkness,
Left to hold out
Against the tide ~♫

This post contains condensed notes made from Marty Lobdell’s 1 hour long lecture (link’s here), which features many effective study techniques and tips.

1. TAKE BREAKS.

25-30 min of studying, followed by 5 min break (a.k.a. pomodoro technique). Once you get used to the load of studying, you can increase your time of one study session, just follow this rule:

“The moment you start to slide, you’re shovelling against the tide, what you need to do is what? Take a break.”

2. REWARD YOURSELF AFTER EVERY STUDY SESSION.

”Things that are reinforced, we tend to do more of. Things that are punished or ignored, we tend to do less of.”

To put it simply, rewarding yourself after every study session will make you more likely to study later.

3. GET A STUDY ENVIRONMENT.

Everybody has special rooms for sleeping, food making, bathing, etc., but who has a room for studying?? Not many. Well, obviously, not everyone can afford one, but there’re some tricks, which will help you to create a study environment.

  • Get a study lamp. ONLY turn it on while studying. DO NOT use it for other purposes.
  • If you’re studying in a room, which has bed (bedrooms, dorm rooms…), turn your desk away from your bed to face a blank wall.

The context provided by environmental cues largely determines your behavior, so create a study environment, which encourages you to study. Distracting cues’ examples: bedroom - sleeping cues (bed), kitchen - food cues, living room - TV, radio, people, etc. All these distractions prevent you from studying!!

4. KNOW THE CONCEPTS, NOT THE FACTS.

For example, it is like knowing the words of a song but not knowing what a song is about. FACTS = song lyrics, CONCEPT = song meaning.  
Facts can easily be looked up if needed.

5. NO HIGHLIGHTING.

Or at least no highlighting after reading a text once.

6. TAKE NOTES.

Take notes during your class/lecture/etc.. After the class is finished, take out your notes the first free moment you’ve got and expand everything you’ve written. Give it some depth. If you do that like 2 (or more) hours after the class, you will have forgotten much of what you had written. So do this as soon as possible.

7. TEACH. TALK OUT LOUD.

One study showed that best way of studying is to do 80% of reciting and 20% of reading. So, teach others what you’ve learnt or dialogue with empty chairs if you have no one to teach. What you can teach, that you understand.

8. STUDY TEXTBOOKS USING SQ3R METHOD

Survey - go through an entire chapter, look at the pictures, graphs, questions…
Question - While surveying, you might get some questions. If not, then ask yourself questions like: “What’s this?”, “What does this graph mean?”, etc. This will cause you to look for answers and “if you intend to find something, you find it.”
Read - (20% of time)
Recite -  (80% of time)
Review - after some time has passed.

9. USE STUDY GROUPS.

Study groups are not only good for finding someone to teach (#7), but also great for reviewing the learnt material (#8) - discussions with your study buddies might provide you with different perspective and insight. Also, study group members can point out your mistakes that you haven’t noticed! Moreover, they can help to create a study environment, too (#3)! When you see other people studying, you get more motivated to study yourself.

10. USE MNEMONICS FOR FACT MEMORIZATION.

Because sometimes concept learning is not enough. :(  Make acronyms, coined sayings, or interacting image associations  to help yourself remember the facts. The weirder, the better.

Protest Against the Rising Tide of Conformity

Bob Dylan and Joan Baez by Daniel Kramer, 1964

Against The Tide
  • Against The Tide
  • The Radio Dept.
  • Lesser Matters
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Because The Radio Dept. is one of the best bands, ever.

Also because they’re best listened to in the wee, late hours of the morning, the streets empty, streetlights lighting your path home, and the window down with the cool, night breeze brushing against your face. <3

Because we’re young
And things are wrong
We’ll lose the chains
We’ll make things right
Before the sun goes down on us
And out of sight
We’ll lose the chains
Cause you and I
We move against the tide

The Signs As Suburban Haunts

ARIES: flattened paper boats scattered like the remains of a murdered animal along a dried up river, rundown motels with their blasted neon signs and smashed-in windows, pink streamers from some neighborhood child’s birthday party shuffling across the street like bright tumbleweed, a train rattling off into the breathless night & the trace remnants of a week old bonfire found in the middle of nowhere.

TAURUS: chipped paint, shattered shot glasses lying across an abandoned pool table missing a few billiard balls, flyers rustling like autumn leaves against the tempestuous tides of the wind, advertising concerts & magic shows that took place in 2005, the sillage of old perfume clogging up the air, still thick as the scent of blood or wildflowers.

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