SALMON EYES

“So they stepped out of the water and started rolling to me like marbles“

nicoleneosoul:

brittanynsfw:

barefootuniverse:

westernherbalism:

The Label It Yourself (#LIY) campaign is a decentralized, autonomous grassroots campaign born out of our broken food system. We have been asking our government to label food products so we can make educated decisions about what we eat. The government has ignored our requests and so we are taking matters into our own hands.

Get your labels at www.labelityourself.org or create our own!

HEY EVERYONE IN AICE GLOBAL PERSPECTIVES!!!!!! Lets do this.

You bet your ass I’m doing that shit!

This !

(via progressivefriends)

No más papeles de extra

No puedo esperar más a cantar mis canciones, escribir mis historias, filmar mis películas, decorar mis espacios, bailar mis bailes, pintar mi visión del mundo, revelar mis fotos, vivir mi sueño, comenzar a vivir mi vida como la protagonista que soy.

I remember how we used to say sorry about everything , acting all the time with fear of insulting or hurting each other. Saving our real thoughts, the real communication, the type of language where the word sorry doesn’t exist. Making us believe it was real love, yes it was part of real love but still was incomplete. It was an idealistic way of looking at each others inlove faces, full of hopes and dreams that were very difficult to conceal.  It wasn’t a lie, it was just real life fairy tale, with a mundane end. I can  still feel the emotions filling all my body inside me, moving up fast to my head trying to escape through my eyes, expressed in unknown vague tears.

I remember how we used to say sorry about everything , acting all the time with fear of insulting or hurting each other. Saving our real thoughts, the real communication, the type of language where the word sorry doesn’t exist. Making us believe it was real love, yes it was part of real love but still was incomplete. It was an idealistic way of looking at each others inlove faces, full of hopes and dreams that were very difficult to conceal. It wasn’t a lie, it was just real life fairy tale, with a mundane end. I can still feel the emotions filling all my body inside me, moving up fast to my head trying to escape through my eyes, expressed in unknown vague tears.

FREE WILL

Am I gonna be upset because you loved me, and saw on me what nobody ever seen before?

Am I gonna make you feel guilty for seeing that beauty in somebody else?

Am I gonna stop you from feeling the love and happiness we all are searching for?

theolduvaigorge:

The ‘walking’ megalithic statues (moai) of Easter Island

Explaining how the monumental statues (moai) of Easter Island were transported has remained open to debate and speculation, including their resource expenditures and role in deforestation. Archaeological evidence including analysis of moai variability, particularly those abandoned along ancient roads, indicates transport was achieved in a vertical position. To test this proposition we constructed a precise three-dimensional 4.35 metric ton replica of an actual statue and demonstrate how positioning the center of mass allowed it to fall forward and rock from side to side causing it to ‘walk.’ Our experiments reveal how the statue form was engineered for efficient transport by a small number of individuals.

We show how Easter Island statue variability is explained by transport in a vertical position. ► We ‘walk’ a precise road statue replica demonstrating how form enables vertical transport. ► ‘Walking’ multi-ton statues did not require timber and could be accomplished by relatively small groups” (read more).

***I don’t often post non-Palaeolithic articles, but this was too cool and the images were great.

(Source: Journal of Archaeological Science, 2013, in press)

(via adventuresinlearning)

GODSPEED: La balada del orín en la boca.

ashauri:

La mujer que eras ya no es la que me lame la oreja, una chica cayendo desde el cielo sin chones, la ardiente mesera que me sirve sus nalgas, una puta desquiciada que se viene y araña. Ya no eres la niña bonita diciendo malas palabras, te fuiste muy adelante y no encontraste dónde y ahora ya no…