∞ Letting go of Gravity ∞

everything goes back to the ocean.
so whoever you are, and whatever your reason-
smile like you're teetering between two unlikely worlds
give the world a reason to label you insane.
you're safe.

“If you want them so much, why not just get them yourself?”
but I don’t, I really don’t! 

What I crave is the gesture,
what I want is the “shallow” confirmation of my femininity.

Where is my undo button?
dammit..

chibird: A little penguin encouragement to support you when you need some motivation. :D <3

chibird:

A little penguin encouragement to support you when you need some motivation. :D <3

Today, I am… Tomorrow, I will be…

Happy! :)

Rainy days~

The smell of rain is intoxicating!

Bucket list item: I want to walk through a forest or a hiking trail with you on a rainy day. I’m tired of being surrounded by so much ugh movement– I can’t make the world slow down, so let’s get away and experience a different kind of energy. I had this dream the other night that we were swimming with sea turtles in Cancun, and you took my hand and kept saying “LOOK.” I liked that.

Living life for the future.. for success… for a vision… that’s nice, but when will I get to feel the moment? I guess you could say the vision IS the moment, but quite frankly I’d just like to slow down, drink my tea, and watch the rain come down.

I love you!

Thought bubbles

I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy

And you can’t take that away~
*snarfsnarfsnarf* you can’t, you can’t! 

It’s mine. 

“Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.”
—   Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via arpeggia)

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we-are-star-stuff: A day in space… without a spacesuit Spending a day in the cosmic vacuum -without a spacesuit- might seem like a questionable life choice. After all, in the movies, whenever people end up in the intergalactic void without proper protection either their heads explode or they instantaneously freeze solid. Neither outcome is particularly appealing. However, your death in space won’t be nearly as spectacular as Hollywood would have you believe. In fact, as long as you don’t try and hold your breath during decompression, you’ll survive about 30 seconds before you sustain any permanent injuries. Granted, these 30 seconds won’t be the most pleasurable moments of your life, but you won’t immediately die. So what would really happen if you were exposed to the vacuum of space for an entire day? You would die, of course… but how? And what would you experience before you perished? To answer these questions, let’s start with the moment that you enter the vacuum. If you try and hold your breath during decompression the gas in your lungs will eventually cause internal ruptures (essentially, your lungs will explode). If this happens, I’m afraid there will be no hope for you, even if you immediately return to your space shuttle. The trapped air will be forced from your lungs and transformed into massive air bubbles, which will move throughout your body and lodge in vital organs such as the heart and brain. At this point you will go into cardiac arrest and die. But assuming that you aren’t foolish enough to try and hold your breath, it will take about 15 seconds for your O2 deprived blood to get to your brain; when this happens, you’ll pass out. However, losing consciousness might not be a bad thing; because about 5 seconds before you pass out the moisture in your body will start to evaporate. This is known as “ebullism,” and it happens because the reduction in pressure causes the boiling point of you bodily fluids to decrease. This evaporation of water will cool your mouth and nose to near-freezing temperatures. Several astronauts who have experienced a vacuum describe this evaporation as a tingling sensation which feels a lot like your foot falling asleep. It’s not a terribly pleasurable sensation, but neither is it completely unendurable. And unless your body is restrained by a pressure suit, ebullism will cause you to swell to almost twice your normal size. But don’t worry; this swelling isn’t deadly, and your body should return to its normal shape once you return from your trip (assuming that you actually return from your trip). Oh, and eventually ebullism will cause your lungs to collapse. Not so fun times. But fortunately, heat doesn’t transfer very quickly in space because there is no air, water, or other medium to aid the transfer. So freezing to death is not an immediate risk, neither is spontaneously combusting. In fact, space is a rather good insulator. So, for the most part, your body temperature will remain the same. However, if you’re unfortunate enough to be close to starlight then you’ll get a terrible sunburn from the ultraviolet radiation. Unlike the Earth, the vacuum of space doesn’t have an atmosphere to protect you from harmful solar rays, so even short term exposure could cause cancer. But as long as you remain about 93 million miles (150 million km) from Sun-like stars, you’ll be fine (relatively speaking, of course). So what’s the biggest threat of all? Rogue black holes? Unearthly collisions with comets? Aliens? I’m afraid it’s nothing quite as horrifyingly fantastical as all that. The most immediate threat in the cosmic vacuum is oxygen deprivation. Ultimately, you won’t be killed by the decompressed environment, unearthly temperatures, or solar radiation. You’ll asphyxiate after a couple of minutes. …and then your bloated body will drift aimlessly through space for the rest of the day. x x x

we-are-star-stuff:

A day in space… without a spacesuit

Spending a day in the cosmic vacuum -without a spacesuit- might seem like a questionable life choice. After all, in the movies, whenever people end up in the intergalactic void without proper protection either their heads explode or they instantaneously freeze solid. Neither outcome is particularly appealing.

However, your death in space won’t be nearly as spectacular as Hollywood would have you believe.

In fact, as long as you don’t try and hold your breath during decompression, you’ll survive about 30 seconds before you sustain any permanent injuries. Granted, these 30 seconds won’t be the most pleasurable moments of your life, but you won’t immediately die.

So what would really happen if you were exposed to the vacuum of space for an entire day? You would die, of course… but how? And what would you experience before you perished? To answer these questions, let’s start with the moment that you enter the vacuum.

If you try and hold your breath during decompression the gas in your lungs will eventually cause internal ruptures (essentially, your lungs will explode). If this happens, I’m afraid there will be no hope for you, even if you immediately return to your space shuttle. The trapped air will be forced from your lungs and transformed into massive air bubbles, which will move throughout your body and lodge in vital organs such as the heart and brain. At this point you will go into cardiac arrest and die.

But assuming that you aren’t foolish enough to try and hold your breath, it will take about 15 seconds for your O2 deprived blood to get to your brain; when this happens, you’ll pass out. However, losing consciousness might not be a bad thing; because about 5 seconds before you pass out the moisture in your body will start to evaporate. This is known as “ebullism,” and it happens because the reduction in pressure causes the boiling point of you bodily fluids to decrease.

This evaporation of water will cool your mouth and nose to near-freezing temperatures. Several astronauts who have experienced a vacuum describe this evaporation as a tingling sensation which feels a lot like your foot falling asleep. It’s not a terribly pleasurable sensation, but neither is it completely unendurable.

And unless your body is restrained by a pressure suit, ebullism will cause you to swell to almost twice your normal size. But don’t worry; this swelling isn’t deadly, and your body should return to its normal shape once you return from your trip (assuming that you actually return from your trip).

Oh, and eventually ebullism will cause your lungs to collapse. Not so fun times.

But fortunately, heat doesn’t transfer very quickly in space because there is no air, water, or other medium to aid the transfer. So freezing to death is not an immediate risk, neither is spontaneously combusting. In fact, space is a rather good insulator. So, for the most part, your body temperature will remain the same.

However, if you’re unfortunate enough to be close to starlight then you’ll get a terrible sunburn from the ultraviolet radiation. Unlike the Earth, the vacuum of space doesn’t have an atmosphere to protect you from harmful solar rays, so even short term exposure could cause cancer. But as long as you remain about 93 million miles (150 million km) from Sun-like stars, you’ll be fine (relatively speaking, of course).

So what’s the biggest threat of all? Rogue black holes? Unearthly collisions with comets? Aliens? I’m afraid it’s nothing quite as horrifyingly fantastical as all that.

The most immediate threat in the cosmic vacuum is oxygen deprivation. Ultimately, you won’t be killed by the decompressed environment, unearthly temperatures, or solar radiation. You’ll asphyxiate after a couple of minutes.

…and then your bloated body will drift aimlessly through space for the rest of the day.

x x x

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STAY FUNKY FRESH :)

“Ugh”

I am a torrent
of feelings, thoughts,
emotions. 

They flow from within me, but
sometimes they flood,
and flood and flood.

Not like the predictable Nile, 
which floods its banks to
sustain life and beauty 

Instead they cascade from
great heights and crash
down upon the rocks below. 

Relentlessly, they hurl themselves
into a silly pit full of
damp moss, plaster, broken toys

deeper and deeper, they fall
onwards and onwards,
towards a fabricated destination

Just another “snarffblatt” to add
to my collection– hehe!
“That human stuff! Can’t get enough!” 

Right? Right?!

I know you, you who creates
counterfeit tokens for
carnival games-

And there it was–
the prize, or so you said.
and so I believed

but the end, I see now – it was just
another piece of rotting
wallpaper for my collection

ugh.
the summation of my emotions and thoughts–
ugh.

And yet I can’t forget that familiar
feeling I get when I remember–
promises.

Promises full of
sylvan fairies, warm chesnuts, and
cultivated desires

You shine like a tiki torch
on an adventurous night dark 
buzzing with feverish energy

You smell like a fresh cotton shirt
pulled out of a pile of like-colored clothes
warm, comforting, familiar

You taste like the memory of my 7th summer– 
memorable for scabs and bike rides and
the sweet innocence of curiosity

You move like a newborn turtle,
barely independent yet surging onwards
towards the vast, dangerous ocean.

You make me feel like a shiny new bathtub ducky,
small, bright yellow, lulled softly in warm sudsy water.
But did you know?

I don’t want to be small,
not if you’ll outgrow me.
I don’t want to be shiny,
not if the water wears away my luster.
I don’t want to be lulled,
not by extraneous forces.
I don’t want to feel this way,
not ever, not for any reason.

And though your promises are promising I just
can’t stop feeling like
“ugh” 

Ugh. 

“Bullying builds character like nuclear waste creates superheroes. It’s a rare occurrence and often does much more damage than endowment.”
—   Zack W. Van

The Happiness Pledge

“I pledge to live my life with passion and purpose,
To live with integrity to principle-centered values,
To forgive quickly and love unconditionally,
To live courageously and learn voraciously,
To work for the possible and believe in the miraculous,
To treat myself compassionately as a glorious work-in-progress.

I pledge to fill my thoughts with gratitude and kindness,
To persevere and overcome with dignity and elegance,
To live in the moment, learn from the past and plan for the future,
To broaden my mind, strengthen my character and deepen my spirituality,
To see the best in others and in myself,
To laugh and play and bless and serve.

I pledge to find beauty in life’s rainy days,
To notice its roses amidst the thorns,
To prefer what lifts and inspires and ennobles,
To never take life for granted or myself too seriously,
To leave the world better than when I found it,
To stay true to the spark of the divine inside me,
To be patient with my progress as I stumble forward on the campus of life.

I pledge, therefore, to live a life of growing joy and deepening happiness as the natural byproduct of the choices I make, the habits I form, the thoughts I harbor and the actions I take within the context of what I believe about myself, life and others. And so I pledge to be a daily project of love, learning and growing one step at a time.”

(source: Ken Wert) 

nahthatsnotveryraven:

nahthatsnotveryraven:

CLEANING THE HOUSE WHILE DRUNK IS THE BEST IDEA EVER, I DONT REMEMBER MOPPING THE FLOORS BUT THEY HAVE DEFINITELY BEEN DONE

guys please don’t do six shots of vodka and then clean your house. i vacuumed up a whole deck of cards and fell asleep on the rug for two hours

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I’m now a believer in the synthesis of happiness.

“This is the Frankenstein aspect of mathematics — we have the authority to define our creations, to instill in them whatever features or properties we choose, but we have no say in what behaviors may then ensue as a consequence of our choices.”
—   

Paul Lockhart — Exultation

I just love the way he envisions the world of math, how vivid he portrays the behavior of the notions and numbers and their abilities once you’ve given them a certain value. Numbers have lives of their own. We can’t control them, once we decide what we mean by them, we have no say in how they behave. Nothing we can do except watch them and try to understand them. If they taught public educational math in this way, I think I would have been a lot more interested in the subject to be quite honest.

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