that if the worst problem you have is that you have to get up from your tumbling to go get ready for a school fundraising party wherein a whole bunch of suburban moms start out talking about their kids’ extracurricular activities but then get turnt af on $11-a-bottle chardonnay and end up dancing like a pack of assholes to the kind of music I only hear at the gym, that you’re doing all right, but – godDAMN do I not want to go to there. I have to 1) put on makeup, 2) pretend I give an airborne fuck about soccer vs. gymnastics vs. hockey or whatever else these fuckin people do with their time, and 3) not spiral about XF s11, my Special Feelings about GA, and/or the amount of space Gillovny takes up in my brain. Send me good vibes, y’all … I need your strength to tuck into my party clutch alongside my lip-plumping gloss.
“We’re young. We’re supposed to drink too much. We’re supposed to have bad attitudes and shag each other’s brains out. We are designed to party. This is it. Yeah, so a few of us will overdose or go mental. But Charles Darwin said you can’t make an omelette without breaking a few eggs. And that’s what it’s all about breaking eggs! And by eggs, I do mean, getting twatted on a cocktail of Class As. If you could just see yourselves! It breaks my heart. You’re wearing cardigans! We had it all. We fucked up bigger and better than any generation that came before us. We were so beautiful! We’re screw-ups. I’m a screw-up and I plan to be a screw-up until my late 20′s, maybe even my early 30′s. And I will shag my own mother before I let her… or anyone else take that away from me!”
You claim to love your bees like we love our cats and dogs but like…I don’t need to profit from having cats??????? If I could sell their fur or something for a bunch of money I still wouldn’t do it because like, that’s not how loving someone works???? Having companion animals means there’s cost involved, ALWAYS. If you can’t handle the cost without exploiting them, then you’re not a responsible caretaker and you should find them a new home with someone who isn’t going to treat them like a little ATM. Just like people keep chickens and cows and goats without taking their eggs and milk, you too can keep bees without stealing their honey, which they work very hard to make FOR THEMSELVES. Trying to find some “ethical” way of taking honey is just gross creepy dominionism, and you’re never going to get a stamp of approval from me or any other vegans so for god’s sake quit trying. I’m sick of getting messages in my inbox from “ethical” beekeepers. You all suck, quit saying you “love” your bees. What you love is making money off them.
You just gotta break the egg - Trying to understand Eto and her revolution
I have been reading past comments made by Eto about the revolution and change which she wants the world to go trough. The world sure could use a change, since at it`s current state it`s basically a cycle of violence that keeps hurting and twisting the people living in it.
However, as I have read Eto`s lines, there is something that puzzles me. When she is talking about this upcoming change, most of the discussion is surrounded with rather violent metaphors or word uses in general. To me it seems that by change, Eto means the destruction of the old system. Not, reform, not change but destruction. From the ashes of the old corrupted world, a new one shall rise. Let`s look at some of her word choices:
“Our enemy are the the Doves of CCC. However, eradicating the warped root that lurks behind all of this is my true aim.”
“In the destruction of this twisted birdcage, is the key to returning balance to the scales of the world. I would like you all to become the foundation of that destruction.”
“Because I want to take this fucked up, piece of shit world, fuck it up even more and then give it a factory reset.”
“To give birth to something, you`ve gotta destroy the world right before your eyes.”
This old world that needs to be broken, does not seem to be the CCG, but the warped root behind all of it that I guess is causing all this. What is that root? Is it the Washuu family that has held up a system for decades? Is it the mysterious V organization, which members said in the new chapter that some secret project they are conducting is related to keeping world at peace? Do all of these need to be destroyed that you can create something new, because I think a simple reform was not something Eto had in mind when she started to plan this.
Why then Eto uses such such a violent words and metaphors, seeing destruction as the way to change things? I guess a lot of has to do with how she grew up. Eto grew up in a harsh world, that probably made her see it trough a warped perspective. Her massive kakuja tells that she has done a lot cannibalization over these years, so she has lived a rough life. Her father leaving her alone with Noroi affected this too, making Eto very bitter. As has been discussed before, this manifest in her writing:
When you think about, I guess you could say that most of Eto`s creations end up having a tragic fate, as do the characters in her books. When she molded and re-created Kanae/Karren, I think Eto knew that she molded her in a way that she would not live very long after that. Aogiri Tree, a creation of Eto too, perished at the of Rue island mission by the hands of the CCG. Probably this was partially planned so that the empty space of power left by AT could be filled by the One-Eyed-King, Kaneki. King Kaneki is also Eto`s creation, so I wonder what will happen to Ken…
So to wrap this up: the thing is that Eto, whatever she sees that the warped root is (the CCG/Washuu/V..?) that keeps twisting their world, needs to be destroyed. Not reformed or changed, eradicated. In a odd way this reminds me a bit of the mentality that the Communist had. If you read one of the most famous manifestos by Lenin, a good chunk of the text is just talking about how the previous order/system etc… needs to be destroyed. A simple change is not enough, destruction is needed. What is also an odd coincidence is that this kind of “breaking an egg” metaphor used by Eto has also been used by the Soviets too in the past. I can`t remember who said, but the massive amounts death in the Soviet Union were told by a needed sacrificed, and the process was compared to making an omelet: You can`t make an omelet without breaking a few eggs. To make things clear, I am not saying that Eto is a communist. Her violent word choices and talk about destroying the old system just reminded me of those instances.
But are the current actions taken by Kaneki doing this? He has talked about bringing the CCG to the negotiation table, by force if he has to. Is this the thing that Eto wants to happen? Possibly a peaceful discussion how things should change?
Why Eto uses these hard words is likely because of her hard life, and as has been seen in the past, the life of ghouls at it`s worst is very violent. Even the wars she used to live in, the 24th, has been said to one of the most dangerous and violent places to live in.
In the end, I guess Eto herself summarized it the best in a quote from Dear Kafka:
“What cannot change can only be broken. “
Things are too corrupted to be changed anymore, so they need to be broken instead.
“Attention! Attention! May we have your attention please?” Fred, George and Lee were standing on an improvised stage in the three broomsticks. The pub was filled with busy chatting students, but now they were quieting down.
“My dear fellow humans.” Stated Fred. “Today has been a wonderful day, with one exception.” He looked around the crowd with a cheeky grin on his face.
“That one exception being the tragic disappearance of Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, who have somehow managed to get lost on their way here. Now I don’t think that they mean lost in the traditional sense, after all who hasn’t lost themself in those eyes as green as a fresh pickled toad?” And George shot a meaningful look at his sister, who sat curled up with Luna near the fire.
“Oi! Don’t look at me! I never wrote that!” Shouted Ginny, offended.
“You didn’t?” Asked George surprised.
“No, I didn’t. I am not the one here who made up a song about Ronald’s keeper qualities, now, am I?”
Right at that moment the door of the pub opened to reveal a slightly flustered and out of breath Harry and Draco, who were very openly holding hands.
“Potter..?” Whispered Draco in Harry’s ear. “Why is everybody staring at us?”
“I don’t know.” Whispered Harry back. “But I have the idea it might be because we’re holding hands.”
Draco gave himself a mental slap in the face. He hated missing the obvious.
“Ha! Gay!” Shouted Seamus, as he held up his own hand to reveal Dean was holding it. His words broke the silence and a storm of buzz went through the students. Ron was gaping at Harry with a flabbergasted look on his face, while Hermione gave him a knowing smile. Harry wasn’t sure what it was exactly that she knew, but he was glad to see her being happy nonetheless.
He had turned it into his personal mission to make as many people happy as possible after the war. Starting by breaking up with Ginny because she and Luna worked way better, followed by his blessing of Ron and Hermione, even if their frequent snogging made him feel left out. Draco had originally not been on his list, but after their quite fun afternoon Harry felt himself willing to add him. Draco might even be able to make Harry himself happy, if Merlin allowed it.
“Classy people you Gryffindors.” Draco straightened his back, he wasn’t going to let people in on how nervous he actually felt, standing here hand in hand with Harry while half the student body stared at them.
“Well! It seems like our last couple has finally decided to bless us with their presence! There’s still a spot free for the two of you near our other pair of fresh lovebirds.” And Lee indicated towards Dean and Seamus.
“We’re not together Jordan. Don’t be absurd.” Draco didn’t sound like he meant it though.
“It’s best to just go with it Malfoy. They won’t let us live it down anyway.” Whispered Harry in his ear. Draco wasn’t sure what he thought of Harry’s face so close to his, but decided now was not the time to figure it out.
Lee and the twins continued their speech while Harry and Draco made their way to Dean and Seamus. “What happened to you?” Asked Harry, pointing at the sling around Seamus’ neck which held his wounded arm.
The signs as various myths and legends surrounding the origin/creation of certain flowers (not the flowers directly associated with each zodiac sign).
ARIES // Amaryllis(Greek) – A love struck maiden longed
for the handsome Alteo, but he was cold to her. In a desperate gesture, she
pierced her heart with a golden arrow and walked to visit him every day. On the
thirteenth day, beautiful scarlet flowers bloomed along the path from every
drop of her blood. Alteo fell in love with her, and her heart was healed.
TAURUS // Rose(Greek) – Chloris, the goddess of
flowers, found one of her beautiful nymphs dead in the woods. She cried, and
turned body into a flower. She asked her husband Zephyr, the wind, to blow the
clouds away so Apollo could shower her in sunlight. Dionysus added nectar for
fragrance, and Aphrodite added pure beauty, then named it for her son, Eros,
and hailed her the “Queen of Flowers”.
GEMINI // Foxglove(Celtic) – Foxgloves from “Folks
Glove”, as in fairy folk. Fairies would hide in the bell blossoms and wear
them as petticoats, caps and gloves. If you pluck the foxglove, it angered them
and they may play tricks in revenge! Fairies would give the flowers to foxes so
they wouldn’t get caught raiding chicken coupes. With the magic gloves on, they
could steal eggs without making a sound.
CANCER // Pārijāta(Hindu) – Pārijāta was a princess who fell in love with the sun god, Surya. However, he
left her for another. When he deserted her, the princess became hopeless and
committed suicide. From her ashes grew a tree. Unable to stand the sight of the
lover who broke her heart, the flowers only bloom at night under the eyes of the moon, and
she sheds them like tear-drops before the sun rises.
LEO // Sunflower (Greek) – The nymph Clythia was in love with the God of the Sun, Apollo, but he shunned
her and courted a princess. Jealous Clythia told the king who, furious
at the princess, buried her alive. Saddened, Apollo went back to heavens
without a word. She lay on the ground distraught for nine days, watching him,
hoping for a single glance. Clythia wasted away and became a flower, whose petals still
follow his chariot across the sky each day, waiting for forgiveness.
VIRGO // Aster(Greek) – When
the god Jupiter decided to flood the earth to destroy the men constantly at war,
the goddess Astraea was so upset she asked to be turned into a star. Her wish
was granted, but when the flood waters receded she wept for the loss of lives.
As her tears turned to stardust and fell to earth, the beautiful aster flower
sprung wherever they landed.
LIBRA // Anemone(Greek) –
Chloris, the goddess of flowers, was married to Zephyr, the god of the west
wind. Zephyr fell in love with a beautiful nymph that served Chloris named
Anemone. Jealous and angry, the goddess banished her to keep them apart, and
Anemone died of a broken heart. Zephyr resurrected her as a flower. She withers
every winter but returns every spring to greet Zephyr with open petals.
SCORPIO // Peony(Chinese)
– Queen Wu was disheartened to see only winter jasmine in her garden. She
wrote a poem to the goddess of flowers asking her to make everything bloom that
night instead of waiting for spring. The next morning, all flowers flourished
except the peony, which refused to bloom out of season. She was offended and
banished it. Once gone, it bloomed beautifully. Furious, she ordered it to be
burned – however the next year, the burnt peony grew back. With black petals.
SAGITTARIUS // Pa'u-o-Hi'iaka(Hawaiian) – When Hi'iaka, the goddess of island nature, was a baby her
older sister, the Volcano goddess Pele, left her on the beach while she went
fishing. Due to a storm, Pele was gone for a very long time. When she returned,
she found flowering vines had grown over the baby to shield her from the sun.
Hi'iaka now wears them as a skirt to protect her on adventures and in the
CAPRICORN // Aconite(Greek) – As one of his twelve labors, the hero Hercules was sent to fetch the
three-headed dog Cerberus from the underworld. With the help of Persephone, he
was successful. The spittle of the beast dripped upon the rocky earth, and from
it sprang the first aconite plant. The purple wolfsbane flowers are elegant, but
it’s leaves and roots are deathly poisonous.
AQUARIUS // Iris(Greek) –
The goddess Iris would bring messages to the gods across the sky, appearing to
mortals as a rainbow. She acted as the link between the heavens and earth,
where she left irises of many colors, the three upright petals symbolizing
hope, valor, and wisdom. If purple Irises were planted over the graves of
women, it would summon the Goddess, who would guide the dead in their journey.
PISCES // Water Lily(Brazilian) – When the moon goddess,
Jaci, hid behind the mountains, she’d take beautiful girls with her and turn
them into stars. Naiá, a girl who loved the goddess, dreamt of
becoming a star, so she roamed the mountains every night. While resting by the
lake, she saw the moon’s reflection, dove into the water and drowned. To reward
Naiá for her sacrifice, Jaci turned her into a star different from all the
others – the star of the waters.
How sharp would a sward have to be to cut through an egg without crushing the shell? Like obviously the shell has to have the sward wound but other than that, just one straight cut leaving two otherwise intact eggshell halves. Is such a sward possible, that can slice through an egg without compromising the structural integrity of the shell?
HAPPY EASTER GUYS HOPE YOURS WAS AS FUN AS MINE, AND I HOPE YOU GOT A LOT OF CHOCOLATE, HERE MY EASTER GIFT TO YOU A TOM HOLLAND IMAGINE.
(y/n/n) - your niece’s name
(y/n/h/c) your niece’s hair color
Easter had always been one of your favorite holidays, the colorful eggs, spring time weather, and most of all seeing your baby ‘niece’ find the colorful eggs that you had hidden earlier. (y/n/n) wasn’t your actual niece, a friend of yours had a kid four years ago and both her and her husband were both very successful business workers who traveled a lot. So instead of letting (y/n/n) grow up with nannies you offered to watch and take care of her when her parents where out of town, which was most of the time.
You were absolutely excited this easter to see (y/n/n), this was gonna be the first time she meet your boyfriend Tom. You could tell Tom was ecstatic to meet her, all morning he ran around placing little easter egg surprises around the house and asking you questions about her, and what she liked.
You watched as Tom placed another easter egg in the cupboard, surprised to see that there were already a handful there. ‘’Tom, you are aware that you’ve placed over a hundred eggs around the house right? She’s only gonna look in the most obvious places, she’s four, plus doesn’t the easter bunny leave eggs outside? Where gonna finding easter eggs till next easter if you don’t stop placing them in every nook and crany.’’
Tom looked at you as he placed another egg in the fruit bowl, ‘’So even if she doesn’t find them all when we’re doing something around the house and we find an easter egg it’ll be a little surprise for us. Who doesn’t love randomly getting chocolate?”
‘’Yes Tom stale jelly beans are absolutely delicious.’’ you replied as you popped a few chocolate bites in your mouth. “Also what about Tessa, you know dogs can’t eat chocolate, and plastic eggs aren’t that hard to open.’’
‘’That’s why love, all the chocolate eggs are only where humans can reach.’’ Tom said fixing the easter eggs display on the coffee table.
‘’For the love of god Tom sit down would you.’’
“It has to be perfect. I don’t want her to hate me.’’ He murmured.
Standing up you hugged his waist from behind, laying your head on his back. You could feel him turning around to hold you, ‘’Tom she’s not gonna hate you she’s four, and she’s a very loving child who will absolutely adore you.’’ you said grabbing his face is your hands, ‘’Okay?”
Holding your waist tightly bringing you closer to him, “But (y/n),” he started.
“No but’s, okay? She will love you. I have no doubt in my mind about it.’’ You said pecking his cheek lightly, ‘’But if you don’t stop hiding eggs, I’m going to lose my mind.”
“Okay, love.’’ Tom said, bring his lips closer to your’s, you dodged his kiss as the doorbell rang yelling that she’s here.
Tom’s eyes went wide as a small (y/n/h/c) child ran through the hallway all the way up to him. “HI, I’m (y/n/n)!” she said smooshing her face into his leg as she tried to hug.
“Hey there sweetheart” Tom said said getting down to her level to give her a proper hug. “I’m Tom.”
You watched as Tom and your niece hunted for eggs, Tom acting surprised every time she found one. Your niece was ecstatic as she found so many eggs, dumping the first bucket full on the couch only to have Tom help her hunt for more. A few buckets and a million pictures later, you sat on the couch watching as Tom chased your niece around your backyard with tessa randomly running around them.
As your niece sat surrounded in a pile of eggs playing around with a sleepy Tessa, Tom sat next to you bringing you into his chest. You looked up at him watching him smile at your niece every time she threw an egg to play fetch with Tessa. “I told you she would love. With the million and one eggs or without’’
‘’You did.’’ Tom admitted, “ you also told me i over did it with the eggs, and i definitely over did it with the eggs.” He said pulling out an egg that he had been sitting on, eating the contents of it.
You couldn’t help but laugh, “Tom that’s disgusting.’’
All he did was smile at you as he threw a jelly bean in your mouth.
The world was going under, but everyone was pretty chill about it, even tho lava was coming out of the ground. My biggest problem was getting a big tray of eggs in a bag without all the eggs falling out as I lifted the bag. My brother told me it was better to put the eggs in a bowl. We were on our way to live on an island. While at the island, we watched a live stream of people all over the world walking around trying to survive.