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sachinteng: Il Gene Egoista Colpisce Ancora’ For Wired...

Fri, 04 Jan 2013 20:09:54 -0500

Il Gene Egoista Colpisce Ancora’ For Wired Italia
Social media is feeding your ego! The article claims it releases as many endorphins as sex. Like getting turned on except digital. Just make sure you wear an Ad Blocker first. McAfee might have to start making condoms.

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Thu, 20 Dec 2012 01:14:43 -0500

phazerblast: I might not hate this “YOLO” thing as much as I do...

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 09:14:50 -0400

phazerblast:

I might not hate this “YOLO” thing as much as I do if it was this funny.

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Sun, 15 Jul 2012 12:00:00 -0400

"‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her. I mean,..."

Fri, 13 Jul 2012 00:18:15 -0400

“‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.
I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…
I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’
‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’
What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!
I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.”

- J. K. Rowling (via carbonlullabye)

fuckyesparanormal: Gateway of the Mind In 1983, a team of...

Fri, 13 Jul 2012 00:17:16 -0400

fuckyesparanormal:

Gateway of the Mind

In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed. Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts.

Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns.

Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study.

After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams.

Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his non-functional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled “No heaven, no forgiveness” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God.

After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually rehydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study. He whispered “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and his vital signs stopped. There was no apparent cause of death.

virare: Daphne Groeneveld for Dior Addict

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 12:27:28 -0400

virare:

Daphne Groeneveld for Dior Addict

corygodbey: Ticket. 2008. The cover illustration of my first...

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 12:22:45 -0400

corygodbey:

Ticket.

2008.

The cover illustration of my first personal project.

Here is a video tour of the (now out of print) picture book.

Since 2008 I’ve completed at least one major personal project (whether sketchbook, picture book, series, or show) a year. Ticket represents the first of such endeavors.

hauswarts: ♥

Sat, 30 Jun 2012 00:32:41 -0400

hauswarts:

♥

shutupdumbfuck: shutupdumbfuck

Fri, 29 Jun 2012 01:17:34 -0400

shutupdumbfuck:

shutupdumbfuck

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Fri, 29 Jun 2012 01:03:01 -0400

maudit: Henri 2, Paw de Deux - watch here (x)

Fri, 29 Jun 2012 01:02:42 -0400

maudit:

Henri 2, Paw de Deux - watch here (x)

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afternoonsnoozebutton: Get in loser, we’re getting health...

Thu, 28 Jun 2012 16:11:40 -0400

afternoonsnoozebutton:

Get in loser, we’re getting health insurance.

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Tue, 26 Jun 2012 11:21:42 -0400

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