September 27th, 2014

Morozova’ s  Amplifiers

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September 26th, 2014

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September 25th, 2014
I stole about seven Terry Pratchett books from a school library once. I didn’t mean to—I was allowed take books out over the summer and I moved schools!—but I still have my ill-gotten gains on my shelves. (I hope I’ve made up for it by buying every Terry Pratchett book since.) And there is a reason that, at the age of eleven, I wanted to take out so many Terry Pratchett books over the summer. It wasn’t that I hadn’t read them before. It was that I did not want to be parted from them.
I marked the course of my growing up as a reader by my reading of Terry Pratchett books: as the years went by, I understood jokes I had not known were jokes before, because now I understood the world better, because now I’d read Shakespeare, or knew more about history. The books got richer, but I’d still been able to love and laugh at them before. They were accessible and layered, and they taught me the kind of writing I wanted to read and the kind of writer I wanted to be: to be funny, and never think that meant you were not to be taken seriously; to never be afraid to be clever; and to always have a welcome mat at the door of your mind for others to come through.
Sarah Rees Brennan, author of The Demon’s Lexicon and Unspoken (via terrypratchettappreciation)
September 24th, 2014


I found this today and my mind EXPLODED.

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September 23rd, 2014

↳ “A good Superman story fills you with awe. It’s the mythology of a sun god who wished he was a man because he saw something so great in us. It’s the story of a hero who could move whole worlds and see through stars and hear a whisper on the other side of the planet… who fell in love with a storyteller.”

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September 22nd, 2014

I’ve had the Gotham pilot since July and yet only watched it tonight like everybody else…

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September 21st, 2014



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If it WERE one Universe.. I learned 2 things about US History this summer.

1. Bucky Barnes shot JFK

2. Magneto took the fall

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dressing a galaxyPadme Amidala dressing gown

Padmé’s casual dressing gown features vintage embroidered trim, decorative sequins, and handcrafted beaded tassels. Underneath the robe is an underdress of white satin with an empire waist and a purple lace overlay. Rouleaux ribbon belts the underdress and in the center of the ribbon hangs an amethyst stone drop. The headdress is pewter while the matching hair bands feature Celtic knots.

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My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.

S.T.Gibson (via ratatoskidile)

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No, but think about this. We’ve seen the Winter Soldier face Fury’s car.

Maybe he’s done the same with Howard. Maybe his hair wasn’t so long yet. Maybe he wasn’t wearing a mask. Maybe Howard saw his face in the headlights for just a second.

Maybe Howard and Maria died in a car crash. Maybe Howard swerved to not hit a ghost.


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