On A Hot Air Balloon, September 21st 1783

On a hot air balloon, September 21st 1783

Sheep: Dear heavens, there is fire. What is happening. Rooster: Hey, hey, hey, watch this. Duck: Why are we here Sheep: WHY ARE WE FLOATING?!!! Why am I here?!!! *The sheep was chosen because it was believed to be a reasonable approximation of a human's physiology and psychology*

I imagine the rooster and duck were chosen because, presumably, birds would remain calm when flying in a hot air balloon.

Someone show me a rooster that has ever been calm.

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well IM eating sheet metal and you are missing out my friend

metal is so fucking good I'm eating it


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VOYNICH MANUSCRIPT

('The drawings match no known plants' - MAYBE THE AUTHOR IS JUST BAD AT DRAWING - botany drawings are hard!!!')

I'm barely halfway through this episode and I can already feel this stupid dumb little book becoming my newest obsession.

I don't care if many smarter more qualified individuals have looked at it! let me look! surely i can find something!

tbh it's just very FUN

LOOK I've cried multiple times over Linear A and I love old science theories and texts - this is the perfect distraction from everything else in my life


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7 months ago

POV: It's 3am, you're sleep-deprived as heck and you see this coming towards you outside the 7/11

POV: It's 3am, You're Sleep-deprived As Heck And You See This Coming Towards You Outside The 7/11

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food and poetry

I have a coworker who is from the same place I used to live in a different country. She is one of the nicest people I have ever met. She shares her food with me, the food her mother in law made. These delicious meals that are nothing like what I eat at home.

I told her I liked writing and she was thrilled to ‘know a real author’ and it made me so happy. I’m going to print out a short story so she can read it.

She told me that she writes poetry in her native language. I do not have the skill for poetry, and I cannot understand her’s. With food, mouth can taste what she shares with me. With poetry, neither my ears nor eyes can ever understand this though.

the poems already write themselves at this rate.


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in the production of hamlet I was in there was about a week of rehearsal where we workshopped the idea of me (hamlet) playing a fife whilst strangling a guy around this part.

it didn’t make the Final Cut.

Just Finished Hamlet & Had To Share THIS

Just finished hamlet & had to share THIS


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I think one reason Goncharov worked so well is that on tumblr you’re regularly being subjected to fandoms you’re not in and media you’ve never seen. I assumed my mutuals all just got really into some movie that I had no interest in and scrolled right past for a solid week before realizing it wasn’t real.


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Wfa + Textposts For Funsies
Wfa + Textposts For Funsies
Wfa + Textposts For Funsies
Wfa + Textposts For Funsies

wfa + textposts for funsies

11 months ago
And I Know It's True, That Visions Are Seldom What They Seem

And I know it's true, that visions are seldom what they seem

Cicada Jason.

A brief history of roses

Dogrose: Wow I sure love having softly coloured petals and an easily accessible center for pollination. Horticulturalists: I am going to ruin your whole career and needlessly complicate your entire existence and future


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