"if i was orpheus i would simply not turn around" yes you would. if you were orpheus and you loved eurydice, you would. to love someone is to turn around. to love someone is to look at them. whichever version of the myth — he hears her stumble, he can't hear her at all, he thinks he's been tricked — he turns around because he loves her. that's why it's a tragedy. because he loves her enough to save her. because he loves her so much he can't save her. because he will always, always turn around. "if i was orpheus i would simply —" you wouldn't be orpheus. you wouldn't be brave enough to walk into the underworld and save the person you love. be serious
I continue my journey through Middle-earth, now postcards from house of Tom Bombadil and Barrows-downs ♡
good porn should double as a sci-fi horror short story
Pretending this is the America Ferrera monologue about womanhood that got her nominated for an oscar
sure i’ll try some donner kebab. what meat is this
Don’t Hesitate
by Mary Oliver
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy,
don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty
of lives and whole towns destroyed or about
to be. We are not wise, and not very often
kind. And much can never be redeemed.
Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this
is its way of fighting back, that sometimes
something happens better than all the riches
or power in the world. It could be anything,
but very likely you notice it in the instant
when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the
case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid
of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.
Brokeback Mountain (2005)
dir. Ang Lee
i am quite honestly very exhausted with this starbucks feminism that preoccupies itself with the centering of rich white feminine women in the neoliberal capitalist lens and typically no one else.
klapollocriticizing buying 100 stanley cups is misogynistic. criticizing taylor swift is misogynistic. margot robbie not getting nominated for an oscar is misogynistic. saying you dont like pink is misogynistic. not wanting to wear makeup is internalized misogyny. not liking romcoms or romance novels is internalized misogyny. thinking self-infantilization on the basis of it being an inherent trait of your gender is bad is internalized misogyny. these are the most pressing manifestations of misogyny. can we spare a thought for any woman not waiting in line at starbucks.
the LA times is absolutely FOUL for insinuating lily gladstone, an actor who has garnered endless praise for her performance in KOTFM and is considered the frontrunner in their category in an industry where indigenous people have been historically disrespected at truly repugnant levels, is less deserving than margot robbie for a fucking toy movie. absolutely shameful.
klapollo"If only Barbie had done a little time as a sex worker. Or barely survived becoming the next victim in a mass murder plot. Or stood accused of shoving Ken out of the Dream House’s top window."
There was absolutely no need to involve Lily's character or performance -- from a film based on a true story of anti-native violence mind you -- in this at all and yet they threw her under the bus. margot robbie has two academy award nominations, while a native performer has never won an acting award in the history of the oscars. this is what i mean when i say starbucks feminism bc this isn't very intersectional now is it lol
No Oscar nom for Wonka...academy afraid of wonking? possibly due to woke
I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.
It's right-handed
I am right-handed
There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly
I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.
There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.
I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.
A homo erectus made it
Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.
Who were you
A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?
Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?
Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?
Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?
Who were you?
What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?
What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.
Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?
Or has it always been divine?
Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?
Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.
The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.
Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?
I'm not religious.
But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine
I don't know what is.
gallusrostromegalus
This is the axe
My knuckle rests exactly in the triangular plane just above the orange intrusion, and my thumb on the plane with the white patches.
How many hands held it just like that?
How many generations was this passed down?
Were you lost? or did you fall into disuse when technology improved?
Do you still desire to be held?
Folk music is the most human creation to ever exist and I believe it is a form of magic