something-rather-than-nothing

Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.
—  Lawrence M. Krauss, A Universe from Nothing: Why There Is Something Rather Than Nothing
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Kíli & Tauriel + body language

I wish the world wasn’t so cruel and heartless. I wish not giving a fuck didn’t become a world wide trend. I wish people spoke with kindness and knew what it meant to be genuine. I wish social media didn’t take so many lives and ruin so much confidence. I wish money didn’t feed the rich and I wish the poor had a voice somebody cared about. I wish the world would wake up and do something about racism rather than speak on trending topics they know nothing about. I wish knowledge was as popular as followers. I wish Tupac was still alive, to inspire the ghettos’ I wish Martin was here to motivate the youth. I wish things were so different that I’m so consumed in my world wind of “what if’s”.

Pairing: bokuaka         Words: 1,932

The television volume was set low and static sound filled the room as Koutarou leaned back against the sofa. Keiji was seated with his legs on his lap, his attention to a book. Koutarou would lightly massage his feet while he waited for the drama to return from the commercial break.

It was a slow Sunday for both of them. They both had gotten up late, opting to stay in bed for the most part of the morning. Koutarou had talked about his volleyball training excursion for which he had been away for the week. Keiji had asked a few questions but had allowed Koutarou to take reign of the conversation. They hadn’t talked much over the week except for the goodnight messages and the occasional ‘I miss you.’

He was glad to be back home. The thought made his heart flutter. He was home to Keiji. Their lives had become so busy; with him mostly practicing after being scouted for the Japanese Volleyball team and Keiji working on his final photography portfolio. Only their mornings were a rush of greetings, a swift kiss and goodbyes. Rarely they would meet by the commercial area to have lunch together. Dinner together was more often, but even though Koutarou brimmed with stories to tell, they both would be tired to actually be engaged.

Only last evening on his return had they talked about the rainy weather and Keiji moving the positions of the furniture. A nice dinner of hamburger steak and cake for dessert. A movie that played in the background as their small nudges and touches turned to passionate kissing. Koutarou blushed slightly at the recollection of last night.

He was home.

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I hope our love is never reduced to a bunch of photographs.
I suppose having something is better than having nothing, but I’d rather have you by my side.
It has been said that ‘a picture is worth a thousand words,’ but I don’t think the creator of the quote took into account all of the poems losing you would make me write.
Whoever you are, I want the ink I spill about you to detail our moments together, not in nostalgic ramblings or alcohol induced mourning, but in response to the inspiration your presence brings.
So please, tell me that the day won’t come when your 'I love you’s’ taste bitter when they used to be sweet, tell me that you’ll remain more than digital.
I know that we can’t know the future, but if you mean it now, tell me you’ll stay.
—  Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (310/366)
You take up so much of my life.
Most of my life, most of my thoughts, and you even take up most of my phone storage because of all the pictures that I have of you.
But it’s weird because I only take up some of yours. A couple of memories, pictures, and late nights.
It’s so strange that you mean so much to me, and I mean only a fraction as much to you.
But I’d rather take that than nothing. I’d rather be something to you than nothing at all.
—  v.m

“Why are you hanging onto him? Why are you choosing to stay with someone you know you’re better off without?” He asked her.

“Because,” she paused, “I don’t know. I’d rather be hurt by his presence than probably killed by his absence.”

“But why?” He continued to argue with her,
“It’s like you’re scared of losing something you don’t even really have. You say you’d rather have something than nothing at all, but isn’t it harder to have half of it than not have it at all?”

—  Days passed and seasons changed but her feelings remained the same //
Excerpt of a book I’ll never write
Okay Newbies, Repeat after Me

“Telekinesis is not magic,  Telekinesis is not magic.”

Unless you could move objects with your mind BEFORE practicing magic (which I highly doubt), you will not be able to do that with practicing Magic. 

The two are unrelated.  Yes, I know movies and TV and books make it sound like magic is moving things mentally. It isn’t. 

Magic = Moving ENERGY with your Intention
Telekinesis = Moving physical OBJECTS with your mind. 

Other things that are fiction: 

  • Transfiguration (physical changes to an object) 
  • Alchemy (changing things on a chemical level using magic and rather than science)
  • Starting fire from nothing (pyrokinesis) 
  • Creating something physical from nothing (Spontaneous Object Manifestation)
she was salt in a wound, cayenne pepper on your tongue- like holding your breath and feeling the burn in your lungs
kissing her scorched your lips and her hands left your skin raw but you’d rather feel something than nothing at all
it is hard to feel pure when the world tells you it’s a sin but the pain is your repentance for each time you let her in
—  The stinging reminds you it was real
I remember

I don’t have a stellar memory
Because often times Id rather forget
Id rather close my eyes and see nothing

Than see something Id eventually regret
But life has a funny way of telling
that the things you believe are not true
Because life proved to me that remembering
is not that bad when I met you.

 I remember my heart jumping
when you looked into my eyes
I remember that it hurt, the day I saw you cry
I remember all your words, 
they have haunted me since then
I remember the way I fell for you: how, where and when


 now all our memories are the sharp knives
 I cannot help but touch
now all the love that’s in my heart
has turned into a grudge
now all the things that I remember
are the things that hurt too much

I guess life is trying to tell me
that this is what I get
Life showed me how to remember
and now I must learn to forget 

-k.r.v// http://letterstotheundead.tumblr.com/ 

i dont know why we all hang on to something or someone when we know were better off letting go . its like we’re scared to lose what we don’t even really have . and i know that some of us say we’d rather have that something than absolutely nothing but the truth is , when you let it all go .. something better will come along
—  daily tumblr quotes (via hannahxhardin)
I don’t know why we all hang on to something we know we’re better off letting go. It’s like we’re scared to lose what we don’t even really have. Some of us say we’d rather have that something than absolutely nothing, but the truth is, to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.
—  Grey’s Anatomy
More phrases it would be nice to have on Sweethearts candy

-“Homo intended”
-“I’m getting you this because the teacher said I had to, but that doesn’t make my love (agape) for you less passionate than my love (eros) of (space left to etch the name of your crush)”
-“Why is there something rather than nothing?”
-if and goto commands, so that Sweethearts can also be Turing complete programming language.
-“Valentine’s day has become so ubiquitous as to be performative but candy is still nice.”
-“This was the only way to reach you. The code is 3A57D82. When the time comes, you will know what to do. Memorize this message, then eat it.”
-“I’m sorry; I ate the one that would have been a good response. This is probably why candy language did not develop.”

I’d like to point out the communication that Malec is having. Like, I’m mad that they didn’t do The Nasty, but I’d rather have nothing than someone feeling pressured into doing something. The communication that good shit that we should be focusing on. EVERYONE’S 👏 DECISIONS 👏 AND 👏 FEELINGS 👏 BEING 👏 RESPECTED 👏👏👏

I don’t know why we all hang on to something we know we’re better off letting go of. It’s like we’re scared to lose what we don’t even really have. Some of us say we’d rather have something than absolutely nothing, but the truth is, to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.
—  Meredith Grey (via leslievazq68)
The Strays

Hubcaps & ashtrays
I was born
But wasn’t raised
The big wheel
The black space
Tried my best
But wasn’t praised

Hell is so close to heaven
Hell is so close to heaven

Hold on don’t look back
You know we’re better, we’re better than that
Lost and thrown away
You know we’re better, we’re better than that
We are the strays
We are the strays

The train tracks
To the stage
Played that role
The one you made
The long nights
To the worst days
Lived it all
But I didn’t break

Hell is so close to heaven
Hell is so close to heaven

Hold on don’t look back
You know we’re better, we’re better than that
Lost and thrown away
You know we’re better, we’re better than that
We are the strays
We are the strays

My whole life they said I’d be nothing
But I’m something
I would rather be the stray
Than be nothing to no one at all

Hubcaps and ashtrays
I was born but wasn’t raised

Hold on don’t look back
You know we’re better, we’re better than that
Lost and thrown away
You know we’re better, we’re better than that
We are the strays
We are the strays

I don’t know why we all hang on to something we know we’re better off letting go of. It’s like we’re scared to lose what we don’t even really have. Some of us say we’d rather have something than absolutely nothing, but the truth is, to have it halfway is harder than not having it at all.
—  Meredith Grey