life-is-a-jungle!

“If I didn’t think I could be a part of a movement that could influence, and be a part of helping and change, if I couldn’t help that through what I’m doing, I wouldn’t do this. But I’m seeing that through this position -in this career, and where I have these magazine interviews- I can be an example, and I think that’s important. In all the interviews I do, I say something about being vegan. I don’t want to come off as if I’m a savior. I’m only a very small part of anything, but I think it’s important to be involved. I’m interested in meditation and finding spiritual fulfillment. But for me to just go off and devote my life to monkhood in the jungle would be ultimately abandoning the world, and the consciousness would be on a selfish level. I think I can do a lot more good for this planet if I am out there." 

- River on an interview for Vegetarian Times, March 1988.

BUILDING GREEN: blending traditional craft and cutting-edge technique, David Hornblow’s house in Bali is contracted almost entirely of bamboo - photography: Stephen Johnson - text: Aaron Peasley - styling: Michael Reynolds - AD May 2017

  • On the lowest level of the four-story master suite, homeowner David Hornblow dozes in an oculus chair by Ibuku.
Peter Maximoff Caring For You On A Sick Day Would Include...

A/N: Guess who’s sick with walking pneumonia, ugh. I hope you’re all happy, healthy, and doing well! Xx

Originally posted by quicksilver-gifs

-Peter showing up at your house the minuet you tell him you’re sick, asking what you need

-Him bringing you an overload of soup cans

-”I didn’t know which soup was your favorite, but I have, tomato, chicken noodle, vegetable…”

-”God Peter thats a shit ton of soup”

-”Well it was all free so…” he says smirking

-”I thought we talked about stealing Peter,” you groan

-Him bringing you snacks or water when you need them, and when you don’t

-Lots of cuddling

-Him looking up your symptoms online, “well it could be a cold,”

-”It’s definitely a cold Peter”

-”But it could also be a rare life threatening jungle disease”

-”Peter, it’s a cold”

-Him making sure you are able to rest and relax

-Him getting you extra blankets

-Also getting his jacket

-”Thanks for being here Peter”

-”Well I’ve got nothing better to do so…” he jokes, kissing your forehead 

A penny for a thought

From the wild moor

Red and gold , the banner of the brave house is lazily singing in the wind.
The sun is setting.
The hustling world breathes out a relieved sigh and fireflies light up the darkening land.
Bonfires are cracking in the dull light and embers sparkle in the soft evening air.
Someone is humming the tune of the latest song and low guitar cords mingle into it.

Sitting down you stare into the fire.
Warmth engulfs you and for a moment in time you are immortal.

A penny for a thought?

A thought of adventure.
Aren’t there mountains to climb and seas to cross?
Aren’t there fights to fight and minds to blow?
Right now you could jump off a plane with a parachute strapped onto your back.
Can you feel it?
The feeling of your heart plunging into your stomach?
The sound of the wind that whips against your body?
Right now you could be walking through a thousand year old forest.
Can you hear it?
The cries of a monkey, calling out for his mate?
The ever existing rush of life in the jungle?

Does it not make you feel drowsy?

Knowing that all that is out there?
Knowing that you have the possibility to grasp immortality just by LIVING!

Does it not make you feel afraid?

Knowing that all that is out there?
Knowing that you are going against the world just by living?

——-

From glen

Blue and bronze, the colours of the wise house are clothing the sky at dawn.
The world awakes.
The darkness is leaving and makes space for the buzzing day.
The first birds are leaving their nests whilst chirping a greeting to the rising sun.
The sweet east-wind accompanies them and fills the air with promising fragrance.

Walking through the dew you look up into the clear sky. Your skin is still covered in goosebumps from the nightly cold but it wakes you up and clears your mind and
for a moment in time you are immortal.

A penny for a thought?

A thought of philosophy.
Aren’t there minds to fill with knowledge? Aren’t there books to read and worlds to discover?
Aren’t there paintings to finish and poems to recite?
Right now you could use your voice to bring ideas to life!
Can you see it?
A pirate, a knight, a fairy a friend.
You are raising your voice and life streams through the world. In a wirlwind you paint fight and reunions and first kisses and adventures.
You convey emotions and manipulate reality.
Can you feel it?
The power those words hold?
A sentence is enough to end a life. But a word can also let it begin.

Does it not make you feel excited?

Knowing that behind every cover is a new universe to discover?
Knowing that you are creator and destroyer of worlds?

Does it not make you feel scared?

Knowing that you are losing contact to your here and now?

——

From valley broad

Black and yellow, the banner of the steady house flutters on the wind.
The sun is standing high in the sky, leaving warmth and light in its wake.
The world is here and now. The day came swooping in and grasped your hand to run along. Life is pulsating through the arteries of the earth. The trees are groaning and the weeds are dancing. Bees and bears alike are heading out to follow nature’s call into the wild.

Laying in the grass you look up and shield your eyes from the sun, and for a moment you are immortal.

A penny for a thought?

A thought of perspective.
Aren’t we already sad enough?
Aren’t there little things to enjoy?
The perfect meal, prepared by a friend for a friend?
Watching animals work and realising that they are just as hardworking and down to earth as we are?
Tuning out the world to take care of yourself because you are worth to be looked after, and firstly by yourself?
Can you hear it?
The laughter or you and your friends because you understand the meaning and worth of your friendship?
Can you see it?
How that smile you gave to a stranger made their day because they thought they were hated by or for their own blood?

Does it not make you feel happy?

Knowing that your hardships will be honoured? Knowing that there is more to life than your success?

Does it not make you feel helpless?

Knowing that some people won’t understand the true feeling of joy?

——

From fen

Silver and green, the colours of the proud house adorn the nightly northern sky.
The moon and the stars are carefully watching over the sleeping world.
Silence has drowned out the never ending fuss of the day and finally thoughts are able to wander and sprout and bloom.
Only the wolfs howl in the night, their ancient song of hardship and pride. A tune that is as loud as thunder and trice as beautiful.

Walking through the darkness with only the moon as light you listen to the silent noise of secret life. And for a moment you feel immortal.

A penny for a thought.

A thought of freedom.

Aren’t there already enough heroes in this world?
Aren’t there other people that can be chess figures on a board?
Right now you could be running with wolves and dancing with snakes. You could be swimming against the current and tame the sharks in the water.
Right now you could be proving them wrong and yourself worthy.
Right now you could be reaching for the stars and leave your head in the clouds.
Can you feel it?
When the shackles of oppression fall apart?
When you can finally choose your own way?
The rain on your face, the wind in your hair as you run through the world and pursue your dreams?
Can you see it?
The future that you always wanted?
Painted in the colours of the milkyway, sparkling and bright and never fading.

Does it not make you feel giddy?

Knowing that you can go wherever you want to?
Knowing that you are your own person?

Does it not break your heart?

Knowing that the loneliness can be crushing?

——


A PENNY FOR A THOUGHT.

THERE ARE ALWAYS PRO AND CONS.
BUT BETTER REGRET DOING SOMETHING THAN REGRET NOT DOING SOMETHING.

THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WHO WON’T APPROVE.
BUT BETTER ASKING FOR FORGIVENESS THAN ASKING FOR PERMISSION.

THE WORLD DOESN’T STOP FOR YOU.
IT WON’T CHANGE FOR YOU.
UNLESS YOU MAKE SURE OF IT WITH YOUR OWN DAMN HANDS.

SO episode 302 is apparently titled “Rickmancing the Stone”, which is what I would guess in reference to the 1984 “Romancing the Stone”, an action-adventure romantic comedy about “a dowdy romantic-adventure writer who is hurled into a real-life adventure in the Colombian jungle in order to save her sister, who will be killed if a treasure map is not delivered to her captors. She is helped out by a brash mercenary, and together they search for the priceless gem located in the map.”

I’m so curious to know how 302 is going to reference this movie!

Can we please give our precious, cunning, genius Captain Killian Hook Jones a well-deserved ROUND OF APPLAUSE for that well-played, perfectly executed, magic-bean procuring plan. It was selfless, it was sneaky, and he accomplished it in 5 seconds flat with no complications at all like poor baby is probably beating himself up right now, as he runs for his life in the Neverland Jungle. No, smol one. You did good. Very good work. We are all very proud of you. You keep doing you. Keep on survivin’. You use that big brain and you go to that spot where you first traded spit with the woman you love. There will be a large beanstalk there born from your epic love that will get you home somehow. I promise. Be safe. xoxoxo 

“Jungle Cruise” Marc Davis

This fantastic concept for the entrance to Jungle Cruise by Disney Legend Marc Davis wonderfully sets the stage for one of Disney’s most classic theme park attractions. Inspired by The African Queen and a True-Life Adventure documentary, Jungle Cruise takes guests down various rivers of the world via steamer boats, past wildlife, exotic flora, and, of course, the “Backside of Water.” Whether it’s the cringeworthy skippers with unlimited puns, or the atmosphere of intrigue and adventure, this opening-day attraction continues to delight guests to this day.

Art ©️Disney

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Lucie and Za: From Fear to Freedom and Family

Many people think of pygmy goats as a pet breed, but like their larger cousins, they are often slaughtered for meat. Goat meat is extremely popular globally, so although you may not have personally eaten it, there is a huge demand for it. And out of all the goats raised in the U.S., more than 80 percent are raised for meat, according to the National Agricultural Statistics Service. Many goats are sold at auction and end up in city live-slaughter markets.

Za and Lucie on the mend (we don’t have pictures of their arrival, since they went straight to Cornell for care).

And auction and slaughter were the fate designated for Lucie and her daughter Za when the person who’d raised them decided they had too many goats and needed to “downsize.” The pair was slated for a trip to the New Holland Auction in Pennsylvania — but luckily, they ended up at a horse sanctuary. And these two were not goats who would have wound up as companion animals, since they are terrified of humans. And their rescuer was even more concerned over their fate, because Lucie was very pregnant.

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