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slayboybunny:

howtohavegaysubtext:

slayboybunny:

you can now purchase a destroy capitalism banksy print from walmart 

I want a print of this screencap.

i forgot about posting this and saw it on my dash and became speechless all over again 

slayboybunny:

howtohavegaysubtext:

slayboybunny:

you can now purchase a destroy capitalism banksy print from walmart 

I want a print of this screencap.

i forgot about posting this and saw it on my dash and became speechless all over again 

hamantash:

i want jewish wizards fighting against the nazis and branding them with swastikas, taking revenge for the slaughter of the six million and fighting in the resistance. i want rabbi wizards in their shtetls, making the menorah glow in the dark, even when things were so terrible that they couldnt afford candles because they were essentially trapped. i want the jewish wizards to lead mass rescue missions for the jews in the camps and to fight against the shower of bullets with a shield, with a magic shield marked with the magen david. i want the jews to become David once more, to fight against the Nazi Goliath and prevail with miracles. 

i want hebrew spells. holy magic written in the language of a lost people, exiled from their land. i want kabbalah and i want the zohar to be mentioned, dammit. i want the zohar to be the textbook for jewish wizards and old rabbis with twinkling eyes and i want the golem to rise up from the clay riverbanks of poland and defend its people from the pervading rumors of the blood libel. i want the witch of endor explained and acknowledged as the first necromancer (a WOMAN, no less) and i want rachel and leah being known as expert herbalists because of their expertise with mandrakes and knowing all their magical properties.

i want joseph, the king of dreams, to be known as the greatest of all seers. i want all the prophets to become seers. some willing, some unwilling (cough jonah cough), but all carry out the word of god and the word of the future. i want the arithmancy of the gematria, the deep analysis of the hidden codes of the torah. i want muslim wizards and jewish wizards to excitedly compare commentaries and ideas on the kabbalah during the golden age and celebrate ramadan and hanukkah around the same time with love and respect for each other’s culture. 

i want enchanted violins playing klezmer music and levitated chairs carrying the lucky bar mitzvah/bat mitzvah on their special day, of chicken soup being listed as a viable healing potion. i want a frying pan that erupts with latkes with a whispered spell from its owner. i want a yad to be the treasured silver wand of a rabbi- none of that wood, no. it’s too easy to burn, like the torahs of Kristallnacht, their parchment turning into smoke in the sky. i want a silver yad with the finger of god pointing to the heavens and the hebrew words of ‘I AM THAT I AM’ inscripted on it. 

sixpenceee:

sixpenceee:

Qian Hongyan was just four when she lost both her legs. A speeding trucker left her for dead as she crossed the main road in her village of Zhuangshang in southern China. 

For nearly two years Qian was immobile as she didn’t even have enough of her body left to sit up in a wheelchair. Doctors said her only hope of being able to move by herself again would be extensive surgery to allow her to be fitted with prosthetic limbs.Her parents couldn’t afford this treatment. 

Qian’s granddad Yuan came up with a simple but effective treatment to get her moving again. He took a basketball the village boys had discarded and cut a hole just big enough for tiny Qian to fit into, padded the inside with stiff floor mats from his car, then propped her up inside. All of a sudden Qian was able to stabilize herself and was able to by move herself by rolling the ball in any direction she wanted. She supported herself using wooden handles. 

From that day on Qian would not be stopped by any obstacle. She went back to school, started to play with her friends again, and started to get back the life of any girl her age. She began professional swimming training in 2007 and defied the odds of her double amputation to become one of the first members of the Yunnan Youth Swimming Club.

She won three gold medals in last year’s Yunnan Para Games and took a gold and two silver medals at the National Swimming Championship for the Disabled (Under 18) in 2009 before continuing impressively at this year’s Para Games.

SOURCE

I should have added this in the original post but after attention in the Chinese press, Qian traveled to Beijing to receive free artificial limbs at the China Rehabilitation Research Center, a center that has been providing help to the disabled in China for over 20 years. At 18 years old she is ready for her full adult prosthetics. 

Sep 4

shanemaxwell:

I found this copy of Thoreau’s Walden buried in the park.  I opened it and saw these roots growing between the pages. I don’t know whether to frame it or put it back in the ground.

lizawithazed:

sometimes you see a pun so artfully constructed you just have to stand back in awe.

lizawithazed:

sometimes you see a pun so artfully constructed you just have to stand back in awe.

(Source: iraffiruse)

Jul 9
rhube:

eabevella:

autumngetssweaty:

fight-0ff-yourdem0ns:

vegan-queen:

vegan-vulcan:

honeybooboolovescheetos5ever:

stunningpicture:

Mother cat walks through flames 5 times to save kittens from building fire in Brooklyn, NY.

That’s a FUCKING mother right there. Best mother of the year award goes to a god damn cat. I wish my mom was a cat

Oh my god this made me cry…those kittens don’t have a mark on them…what a brave, amazing mama she is. <3

Best mother of the year? Try best mother of ever

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

I’m seriously going to cry.

I hope they are all safe now
Edit: She was adopted after the fire and wow, she has a wiki page

This cat is my hero for everything.

rhube:

eabevella:

autumngetssweaty:

fight-0ff-yourdem0ns:

vegan-queen:

vegan-vulcan:

honeybooboolovescheetos5ever:

stunningpicture:

Mother cat walks through flames 5 times to save kittens from building fire in Brooklyn, NY.

That’s a FUCKING mother right there. Best mother of the year award goes to a god damn cat. I wish my mom was a cat

Oh my god this made me cry…those kittens don’t have a mark on them…what a brave, amazing mama she is. <3

Best mother of the year? Try best mother of ever

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

I’m seriously going to cry.

I hope they are all safe now

Edit: She was adopted after the fire and wow, she has a wiki page

This cat is my hero for everything.

omniscient-being:

objectoccult:

Before the availability of the tape recorder and during the 1950s, when vinyl was scarce, people in the Soviet Union began making records of banned Western music on discarded x-rays. With the help of a special device, banned bootlegged jazz and rock ‘n’ roll records were “pressed” on thick radiographs salvaged from hospital waste bins and then cut into discs of 23-25 centimeters in diameter. “They would cut the X-ray into a crude circle with manicure scissors and use a cigarette to burn a hole,” says author Anya von Bremzen. “You’d have Elvis on the lungs, Duke Ellington on Aunt Masha’s brain scan — forbidden Western music captured on the interiors of Soviet citizens.”

THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME

omniscient-being:

objectoccult:

Before the availability of the tape recorder and during the 1950s, when vinyl was scarce, people in the Soviet Union began making records of banned Western music on discarded x-rays. With the help of a special device, banned bootlegged jazz and rock ‘n’ roll records were “pressed” on thick radiographs salvaged from hospital waste bins and then cut into discs of 23-25 centimeters in diameter. “They would cut the X-ray into a crude circle with manicure scissors and use a cigarette to burn a hole,” says author Anya von Bremzen. “You’d have Elvis on the lungs, Duke Ellington on Aunt Masha’s brain scan — forbidden Western music captured on the interiors of Soviet citizens.”

THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME

angelophile:

Katniss Everdeen photographed by starrfallphotography on Deviantart.

Cosplay by Aspen of White Rabbit Cosplay and Photography.

May 9
sashayed:

questionableadvice:

~ Practical Etiquette, by A. Flanagan, 1899

CULTIVATE YOUR FACE BLINDNESS, SLUT WHORES!

sashayed:

questionableadvice:

~ Practical Etiquette, by A. Flanagan, 1899

CULTIVATE YOUR FACE BLINDNESS, SLUT WHORES!

Apr 7

vulgarweed:

mildredandbobbin:

vulgarweed:

mildredandbobbin:

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My father wanted to become a park ranger because he read Jack Kerouac’s account of sitting in a fire tower out west far from human contact, just reading all day … and HE DID IT.

I love that so much.

Years later he was working at the Grand Canyon - interacting with people no less, never really his area - and he met this foreign-exchange college student from Brazil who’d been traveling around by Greyhound bus (from University of Alabama in the summer with no A/C, JFC) doing cultural presentations from her country (ah, the ’60s). She was walking somewhere that was off-limits to the public and he had to tell her so.

Yes. This is going exactly where you think it is.

My parents met cute. 

For my birthday last year, my dad gave me a first-edition of On the Road that’s worth more than a passable used car. (We both agree that’s not even in the top 10 of Kerouac’s best works; it’s just the most collectible.)

Ohhhh that is the perfect meet cute. (And that is the best birthday present).

My parent’s story isn’t that interesting in comparison. They met at a local dance. Dad would visit Mum on the weekend with flowers for her and dead rabbits for her parents from across the border. He’d wear brylcream ala John Travolta (which made his employer’s wife complain about the state of his pillowcase) and drove a car with a fox tail on the aerial and bullet-hole decals along the boot. My parents broke up when Mum went to college. Dad wrote her a letter begging her to take him back. The dog at the boarding house Mum was staying at stole the letter so when Dad arrived at Mum’s door she wasn’t expecting him and she hadn’t had a chance to harden her heart against him. They got married as soon as Mum graduated. 41 years later they’re still going strong.

OK, that’s amazing too. Dead rabbits! Brylcream! Foxtail! The dog ate my love letter! I love long-time love stories that start out awkward; your parents’ is fabulous.

My mom and dad had been a couple (mostly long-distance) for only 3 months when her strict father in Brazil got wind of it and was going to have her visa pulled (She was under 21, so he had that power) If she lost her visa, she’d be deported.

My dad drove straight through without sleeping from Grand Canyon, AZ to Birmingham, AL — almost 1500 miles — to pick her up and take her to the nearest state with no mandatory waiting period for marriage. (which was Georgia, so another 70 or so miles to the border, I don’t even know which Georgia town they picked at random). I do know it was at a courthouse and they paid a wino off the street to be the witness. There aren’t even any pictures - there was no one to take them.

46 years in October. Still each others’ best friends. 

Omg this sort of thing happens in real life. How awesome….