18th August 2014 18:49
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Poster for “2001: A Space Odyssey” - 1968 by Stanley Kubrick.

18th August 2014 18:23
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1956- Gordon Parks documented the everyday lives of an extended black family living in rural Alabama under Jim Crow segregation for Life magazine’s photo-essay “The Restraints: Open and Hidden.” (via)

16th August 2014 0:02
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'80. Sichuan province, China. The foot of an 8th century buddhist statue that stands 72 metres high. Photo by Bruno Barbey.

13th August 2014 23:21
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if you consider a woman
less pure after you’ve touched her
maybe you should take a look at your hands
(via solacity)
13th August 2014 23:18
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13th August 2014 20:09
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The sawfish uses its long, toothed rostrum not for killing, but for immobilizing. Also known as the carpenter shark, its nose is covered in electrosensitive pores that detect small movements in the water. When it detects food nearby, the shark slashes its nose through the water to stun prey long enough to gobble it up.

Image credit: Elyse Booth

The rostrum is a lot more maneuverable than I thought. Look at it juggle that fish into its mouth.

13th August 2014 20:01
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► reblogged from clevergirlhelps (originally victoriousvocabulary)
The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah Book Club books, you can at least look down on mystery readers. Mystery readers have sci-fi readers. Sci-fi can look down on fantasy. And yes, fantasy readers have their own snobbishness. I’ll bet this, though: in a hundred years, people will be writing a lot more dissertations on Harry Potter than on John Updike. Look, Charles Dickens wrote popular fiction. Shakespeare wrote popular fiction - until he wrote his sonnets, desperate to show the literati of his day that he was real artist. Edgar Allan Poe tied himself in knots because no one realized he was a genius. The core of the problem is how we want to define “literature”. The Latin root simply means “letters”. Those letters are either delivered - they connect with an audience - or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in their lives. Those connections happen because the books successfully communicate something real about the human experience. Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books - and thus what they count as literature - really tells you more about them than it does about the book.
Brent Weeks (via victoriousvocabulary)
9th August 2014 3:34
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How could it not be? It stars Nothing—a word that is a paradox by its mere existence as a word. It’s a noun, a thing, and yet it is no thing. The minute we imagine it or speak its name, we spoil its emptiness with the stain of meaning. One has to wonder, then, is the problem with nothingness or is the problem with us? Is it cosmic or linguistic? Existential or psychological? Is this a paradox of physics or a paradox of thought? Either way, here’s the thing to remember: The solution to a paradox lies in the question, never in the answer. Somewhere there must be a glitch, a flawed assumption, a mistaken identity. In so succinct a question as “how did something come from nothing?” there aren’t many places to hide. Perhaps that is why we return again and again to the same old ideas in new and improved guises, playing the trajectory of science like a fugue, or variations on a theme. With each pass, we try to lay another stepping stone in James’s elusive bridge.
9th August 2014 2:24
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27th July 2014 19:21
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Leave me be, by davidkarnezosphotography

Abandoned Catholic Church -  Kampot, Cambodia