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shorm:

pigfacedlady:

vardaesque:

rheabekkahc:

What the hell is that fox doing?

probably making a withdrawal seeing as he’s in line at the atm

my favorite part about this picture is that people saw the fox there and just started queuing behind it

well yeah, cutting in line is rude

shorm:

pigfacedlady:

vardaesque:

rheabekkahc:

What the hell is that fox doing?

probably making a withdrawal seeing as he’s in line at the atm

my favorite part about this picture is that people saw the fox there and just started queuing behind it

well yeah, cutting in line is rude

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When you go out into the woods and you look at trees, you see all these different trees. And some of them are bent, and some of them are straight, and some of them are evergreens, and some of them are whatever. And you look at the tree and you allow it. You appreciate it. You see why it is the way it is. You sort of understand that it didn’t get enough light, and so it turned that way. And you don’t get all emotional about it. You just allow it. You appreciate the tree. The minute you get near humans, you lose all that. And you are constantly saying ‘You’re too this, or I’m too this.’ That judging mind comes in. And so I practice turning people into trees. Which means appreciating them just the way they are.

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butterflyspock:

before u say anythign rude or offensive just think to urself: would steve rogers say that? if the answer is no, don’t say it 

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Our music was once divided into its proper forms…It was not permitted to exchange the melodic styles of these established forms and others. Knowledge and informed judgement penalized disobedience. There were no whistles, unmusical mob-noises, or clapping for applause. The rule was to listen silently and learn; boys, teachers, and the crowd were kept in order by threat of the stick… . But later, an unmusical anarchy was led by poets who had natural talent, but were ignorant of the laws of music…Through foolishness they deceived themselves into thinking that there was no right or wrong way in music, that it was to be judged good or bad by the pleasure it gave. By their works and their theories they infected the masses with the presumption to think themselves adequate judges. So our theatres, once silent, grew vocal, and aristocracy of music gave way to a pernicious theocracy…the criterion was not music, but a reputation for promiscuous cleverness and a spirit of law-breaking.

Plato

People have been complaining about new music literally forever. 

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Spend it. Right now, right here.

Spend it. Right now, right here. ~ on money and poverty, at kbs.net.

I am in the stupendously unique and enviable position of deciding not to go out to dinner too often in order to save money for travel plans I have later in the year.

That may sound odd, as doing something so basic as “saving my pennies” seems like a very elemental part of financial management. But when you’re poor, it’s not.

When you are living paycheck to paycheck, and those paychecks barely (or…

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falafel-sister:

qamaranwzaytoun:

readafuckingbook:

This Bridge Called My Back - Writings by Radical Women of Color
I don’t care what gender studies or queer theory class you’ve taken, you need to read this book, but be warned, it is a rare find and might expensive. It contains several essays by womanists discussing their experience, racism, poverty, how racism pervaded the feminist movement in the early 1980s and most importantly the individual experiences of asian pacific, black, american indian and latina/chicana women. This words you find in this book and the truths that will make your soul sick are imperrative for understanding the history of racism, feminism, systematic oppression and white privilege. These are stories that have, even today, been swept under the rug and out of sight. 
You need to read this fucking book. 

PDF version downloadable here.

I recommend this book soooo much if you can find it. But now there’s a PDF!!!!

falafel-sister:

qamaranwzaytoun:

readafuckingbook:

This Bridge Called My Back - Writings by Radical Women of Color

I don’t care what gender studies or queer theory class you’ve taken, you need to read this book, but be warned, it is a rare find and might expensive. It contains several essays by womanists discussing their experience, racism, poverty, how racism pervaded the feminist movement in the early 1980s and most importantly the individual experiences of asian pacific, black, american indian and latina/chicana women. This words you find in this book and the truths that will make your soul sick are imperrative for understanding the history of racism, feminism, systematic oppression and white privilege. These are stories that have, even today, been swept under the rug and out of sight. 

You need to read this fucking book. 

PDF version downloadable here.

I recommend this book soooo much if you can find it. But now there’s a PDF!!!!

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