I have a special love for this drawing of mine.
i vow to go on tumblr more after exams (and i have all the time in the world to worry more thoroughly).
The idea that you don’t understand where music comes from, or that you think Classical music happens to be the province of dusty, white-wigged old farts, is nothing to do with what the music is, it’s a misapprehension on your part, it’s a failure of imagination, and worse than that it’s snobbery. It’s rank snobbery. You think you’re better than that ‘cause you’re young, you’re cool. Well, I’ve never heard more snobbery, in music, than amongst young people’s music. You know what it’s like when you’re fourteen, and you dare to have a party, and you put music on, and a fifteen-year-old says ‘You call THAT music? What shit is this?’, and the band you thought was cool, they’ve pointed out, ISN’T cool. That’s where the real snobbery in music lies. That’s where the terror lies, in thinking they have to conform to some idea of what is or what isn’t right.
this man is a literary genius…
just finished the outsider, oh my mind..
serotonin - happiness, satisfaction
dopamine - love, passion, pleasure
acetylcholine - learning, memory, dreaming
I WANT THIS FOR CHRISTMAS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
“In a new book, Seeds: Time Capsules of Life, [author Wolfgang] Stuppy tells the story of seeds and seed evolution with the extraordinary visual aid of [artist Rob] Kesseler’s gorgeous images of specimens from the collection. To capture their exquisite structures, Kesseler takes seeds just millimeters in size and magnifies them tens and hundreds of times under a scanning electron microscope.”
why are seeds so bangin’ guys….
Two little good girls
Watchful and wise –
Clever little hands
And big kind eyes –
Look for signs that the world is good,
Comport themselves as good folk should.
They wonder at a father
Who is sad and funny strong,
And they wonder at a mother
Like a childhood song.
And what, and what
Do the two think of?
Of the sun
And the moon
And the earth
Like to a petitioner who is just leaving after an audience, a piquant, striking words occurs to history almost always delayed.
WHAT oh god
what even is life guys…his guitar work is..mesmorising.