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Fuck yeah! Let’s celebrate because honestly, I don’t make nearly enough of these.

This is bit ramble-y, but it is all good news for once!

-updated: now with even more “also awesome”.

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To all the Tumblr users who tend to use tags very liberally:

thejadedkiwano:

Let’s play a game.

Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.

you, also, what, when, why, how, look, because, never

Okay, this is actually really funny. It is also a pretty good summary of my blog.

You poor miserable brilliant complete bastard, Also I found ribbon for my typewriter. Everyone wins., WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, Bah I hate being right when there is no one to witness it, Why does everyone have to be so goddamn pretentious?, But seriously how did I end up so emotionally invested in this show?, LOOK AT ALL THE FUCKS I GIVE, because what I needed was another BBC obsession, Never gonna be a doctor,

It’s like slam poetry.

corpusinsilvis:

The Greek Tragedies

corpusinsilvis:

The Greek Tragedies

Today was a busy day at Quaker House. First, earthquaker got a haircut from fulltimeraptor in the backyard. Then, after dinner, Scott gave us all an impromptu presentation on bourbon.

Yeah, there is a cow in the living room. She holds the duct tape collection.

Pandora

Hesiod, Works and Days - 90-99 (via perseus.tufts.edu)

Πρὶν μὲν γὰρ ζώεσκον ἐπὶ χθονὶ φῦλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων
νόσφιν ἄτερ τε κακῶν καὶ ἄτερ χαλεποῖο πόνοιο
νούσων τ᾽ ἀργαλέων, αἵ τ᾽ ἀνδράσι Κῆρας ἔδωκαν.
αἶψα γὰρ ἐν κακότητι βροτοὶ καταγηράσκουσιν.
ἀλλὰ γυνὴ χείρεσσι πίθου μέγα πῶμ᾽ ἀφελοῦσα
ἐσκέδασ᾽: ἀνθρώποισι δ᾽ ἐμήσατο κήδεα λυγρά.
μούνη δ᾽ αὐτόθι Ἐλπὶς ἐν ἀρρήκτοισι δόμοισιν
ἔνδον ἔμιμνε πίθου ὑπὸ χείλεσιν, οὐδὲ θύραζε
ἐξέπτη: πρόσθεν γὰρ ἐπέλλαβε πῶμα πίθοιο
αἰγιόχου βουλῇσι Διὸς νεφεληγερέταο.

For ere this the tribes of men lived on earth remote and free from ills and hard toil and heavy sicknesses which bring the Fates upon men; for in misery men grow old quickly. But the woman took off the great lid of the jar with her hands and scattered, all these and her thought caused sorrow and mischief to men. Only Hope remained there in an unbreakable home within under the rim of the great jar, and did not fly out at the door; for ere that, the lid of the jar stopped her, by the will of Aegis-holding Zeus who gathers the clouds.

It is hard to get the combination just right. The individual stops can all be accounted for. There is the correct dosage to be taken at the right time. Pillows must be set carefully so to allow the neck to bend at just the right angle. There is also a secret, well kept, of having allowed for a satisfied stomach but not a sated one. I’ve also found that sliding into a bed after good conversation is helpful. If this conversation can happen around a table, and end with a sense of familial belonging, however brief, the chances of waking up with a hopeful perspective are increased. The stops are definable. If black coffee is added upon waking, along with the second correct dosage, this feeling of contentment can be extended for hours.

It isn’t the combination I am missing. From a lifetime of trial and error I was able to determine all the components. The numbers are right here, smeared on my palm. It is the finesse I lack. My fingers aren’t nimble. My hands shake and can’t manage the smooth transition from one stop then spinning back to the next. I stutter over the conversation. I land on the medication too soon or too late. Sometimes I skip right over the meal altogether. Most of the time I simply can’t open it. I can’t get to Hope, snagged just under the lip.

But when I do…

odylism:

"BUT, WILL. DON’T YOU WANT TO FIND THE RIPPER?" ALANA ASKED.

"NO, I AM FUCKING DONE. FUCK YOU, FUCK JACK, FUCK THE FBI, AND FUCK HANNIBAL" WILL SHOUTED AS HE PILED HIS DOGS INTO HIS VOLVO AND TOOK OFF FOR A WARMER CLIMATE.

Coping Strategies

coffeepotbadger:

1. Ask a librarian. They either know, or they know how to look it up.

2. Wipe down all the counters. Maybe the Thing That Sucks will still suck at the end, but at least your counters are not covered in coffee stains and mysterious orange grease.

3. Listen to Tom Waits. Become pulled inexorably towards the nearest train tracks/waterfront/piano graveyard.

4. Imagine a world where all the people are replaced with cats.

5. Watch people go by, and imagine what they like to eat for breakfast.

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I CAN’T WAIT

Corinthian helmet from the Battle of Marathon (490 BC) found in 1834 with the skull inside

(photo credit)

(Source: renaissancemadonna)

Apr 4

Looking at all the requirements for PhD programs

gradlifethrugifs:

Apr 3

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tiredestprincess:

yay—stefon:

Louis C.K.’s opening monologue on SNL.

The Power of Art - Bernini (high quality version here)

The video that is the source for this gif set is on youtube.

Not-very-good-at-Latin student problems

#101: I am certain I did this English to Latin wrong but I am too embarrassed to ask anyone.

mister-smalls:

If you ever feel bad about your own writing, just remember that one of the world’s most well-known works of classic literature is self-insert fanfiction where the author hangs out with his favorite poet and is guided on his journey of discovery by a Manic Pixie Dream Girl version of a woman he met twice.

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