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The black areas represent the remaining natural dark skies in the United States
I’ve been in the middle of the ocean at night and now live in texas and it is so hard to explain to people that no, they have not ever seen the night sky. It is so hard to explain to people that what they think is a proper night sky is fucking pathetic. A disgrace.
People talk about how you can’t see stars in the city and yeah, that’s true, but their concept of “seeing stars” is being able to make out orion’s belt.
So, so few people have see the sky in all its glory and it’s not sad. It’s a fucking crime. Seeing a perfectly dark night, no clouds, not a hint of light pollution? That’s a fucking religious experience.
The sky the vast vast majority of us grew up with is not the sky that inspired us to look up. It is not the sky that inspired constellations. You can’t even see most constellations.
Your ancestors looked at the night sky and said “surely, that is where the gods must live.” And you might be lucky if you can see hardly more than a handful of stars.
The sky is full, fucking FULL, of stars, and you’ve never seen them.
I remember the first time I saw a properly dark sky and was like ‘oh that’s why it’s called the milky way’ and promptly started to cry
When we were on a field trip to the middle of the red sea, I remember us all crowding at the end of the boat that didn’t have lights and just lying on our backs and staring
When you see a properly dark starscape
You understand why people wrote poems and made up legends and built rockets and said heaven’s in the sky
The universe is infinite. So are the stars
I’m trying to find a picture on google images to show you what I mean and I can’t find any
You think of the night sky like fairy lights on black velvet, but it’s not it’s not it’s like, like, dust in sunlight, like - I can’t find the words.
The stars are everywhere, like sugar, like glitter, like dust. You can’t find the constellations at first, not because you can’t recognise them, but because there’s so many stars you can’t pick out the familiar line of Orion’s belt. The North star has gone from bright familiarity to almost vanishing among a thousand, a hundred thousand, a million other lights. The milky way is a line of light arcing across the sky like a moon-trail on water only infinitely, infinitely bigger.
And for the first time in your life you’ll understand why people call it a dome, because it is, it’s three dimensional in exactly the way a city skyscape isn’t.
You’ll understand why Luthien Tinúviel danced under starlight, not moonlight, why people in a time before we knew the earth was round still looked up and wondered and built telescopes and dreamed about the stars.
The stars are endless and ancient and infinite and you will stand with your head craned back and your rucksack forgotten at your feet and you’ll feel like you’re falling upwards into that great bright sky like it’s calling you home and you’ll wonder how you ever thought the stars were beautiful before tonight when all you’d ever seen were the naked empty skyscapes of your home. And you’ll cry and you’ll spend the rest of your time there gazing up and wondering and imagining what it would be like to stand among those bright silver flecks
And then you’ll come home, and look up, and fall in a different kind of love with that handful of blazing stars to stubborn to be outdone by the whole of human invention, leading you home despite the light pollution and the clouds and the endless bustle of this shrinking planet.
this is not a shot from a space telescope overlayed behind a woods, or anything. that’s not the sky as kepler or hubble or james webb see it. that’s the sky from a dark sky park in michigan. that’s the view you are missing out on from right here on earth. that’s the view that has been stolen from you.
I fell in love with the sky as a child growing up in western Minnesota, miles from a small town, near a massive lake and just downhill from an 18-hole golf course - the pure darkness broken only by a single bright light I could escape by hauling my telescope up that hill or into a nearby field
I’d often set an alarm to wake me in the middle of the night, so it was as dark as possible and my eyes as dark-adapted as they coud get, and starlight alone was enough to guide me
that’s what’s been taken from us all
OH OKAY so actually im fully ugly crying snotty-sobbing about this. what
this post was inflicted upon me so now i’m inflicting it on all of you
(full map of ~75k is too much for me to load, but i got to 40k! very laggy, but worth it.)
the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument
talk dirty to me
Have ya’ll seen the double contrabass flute before???
reblogging my own post because what in the fuck
i give you the contrabass tuba. Why is it real. I dont know.
Know what’s even better?
HYPERBASS FLUTE
my counter:
piccolo trombone
I’m both glad and sad that string players are only limited to violin, viola, cello, and bass. Can you imagine a contrabass? Or a piccolo violin????
String players are not limited to just those.
I present, THE OCTOBASS
It’s so big that it needs keys to hit the strings.
And in the reverse direction there exists the Pochette. Translated from French, it means pocket, as it was a pocket sized violin like instrument.
This is amazing
someone post the archlute
This one?
Subcontrabass C ocarina
Legend of Zelda: The Subcontrabass Ocarina of Time
this is my favorite post i think i’ve reblogged it like 4 times
I present to you, the Contrabass recorder.
If all these instruments would play at the same time, humpback whales worldwide would sing along.
Names that are normal for old people but weird when you're a baby:
Bartholomew
Dolores
Norman
Harold
Magnolia
Names that are normal for babies but weird when you're old:
Maddison
Tanner
Skylar
Mckenzie
Logan
Names that are normal for old people and normal for babies:
Elizabeth
Mary
Michael
Finnegan
Peter
Names that are weird when you're a baby and weird when you're old:
Radish
Kerosene
Australopithecus
Anthill
Hedgemony
Names that are weird when you're normal:
Balthazar
Romulus
Clandestia
Persephone
Kremulon
Names that are normal when you're weird:
Al
Winter in Yellowstone can be harsh at times. The circle of life is cruel but necessary for survival. A bison had a “miscarriage” and dropped her calf in the snow. The opportunistic coyote happened upon the fetus and made a meal of it. While cruel, it is nature and the pure untamed wild.
Mountain Coyote | Brian Howard
These are absolutely amazing photos but man do I have problems with the caption. Violence is a part of life - a big part of the lives of most animals - but characterizing an opportunistic coyote taking advantage of a bison miscarriage as cruel is so loaded. That foetus was never going anywhere but in somebody else’s belly the moment it left its mother’s too early. Is the cruelty lodged somewhere in the coyote itself, or is cruelty somehow canid? If crows had found it first, would that be more or less cruel? Is the cruelty just hanging around invisible in the universe, concentrated more heavily around carnivores? Is it an aura?
This is maybe unlucky for the bison mother and lucky for the coyote, but there’s nothing cruel about a sometimes-scavenger cleaning up after a ranging herbivore’s miscarriage. It’s not like the bison mom was planning to drag her miscarriage through the snow, ceremonially wailing, to a common place of burial. Somebody was going to eat that thing, and good for them - food is harder to come by in the winter.
And one cannot start a caption telling me this takes place in Yellowstone - one of the most carefully managed parks in the world - and end the caption telling me this is “the pure untamed wild.” People are so invested in this fantasy of a nature that does not include us, a “wilderness” whose violence is somehow more truthful than our own, or which somehow confers authority on (professes the inescapability of) our own violent impulses. Men in particular seem to love to take photos of larger carnivores and caption them with this kind of sensationalized language. But is it cruel when a chickadee goes through an oak tree hunting every spider it can find? Is a family of chickadees massacring arthropods in a pine forest “the pure and untamed wild?” You’re never going to hear some guy talk about a cute little bird like that, even though chickadees are more active predators than coyotes. Why is there an attraction in labeling canids and other charismatic carnivores with this kind of language, and why do we use totally different language to describe smaller hunters of primarily non-mammalian prey?
I want people to think about what biases and projections are implicit in language like this. What do captions say about the worldviews of their authors, and what information might they be withholding or simply not observing about the scenes they purport to describe?

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make a bunch of wheels with bread/cheese/meat/vegetables/sauce/extra so that you can Spin for Sandwich
you're making a sandwich!! Spin THIS wheel 3-5 times for the toppings!
How is it!
good!!
it's alright
ew
EW
inedible
Results
op note: I GOT JAM, JAM AND HOT SAUCE. IM DEAD.
...One of my mutuals with cream cheese and ham. I went for a fourth spin for the hell of it and got one of my mutuals again. I guess I could just eat the filling? I rather like chive cream cheese with turkey...
Yo dog, if you’re not going to do anything with this fur except drop it all over the floor, maybe you could just grow less and save us both some time and energy.
It made you want to kick down walls and ascend the sky on steps of fire. It made you want to pull all the switches and throw all the levers and stick your fingers in the electric socket of the universe to see what happened next. It made you want to paint your bedroom wall black and cover it with posters.
the utter mortification of being thirteen and having a crush on the lead singer of a rock band
I get heavily overwhelmed clothing shopping but I also get overwhelmed by like. Seams. So I do have to try things on in person.
And growing up we lived an hour plus from shopping and had not a lot of money — our shopping trips tended to be “until the clothing requirements are met”. And honestly there’s a point of exhaustion and misery where I’ll lie to myself and say requirements are met by a piece of clothing so I can leave.
Also my mom noticed this and took advantage of it — and even into adulthood would push me into overwhelm so that I’d be more biddable about choosing clothing. She explained this one weird trick to get her daughter to buy socks to my spouse, who was like “hey what the fuck?” and then repeated it to me when I was not overwhelmed. “Oh!” I thought, “that explains things!” and then donated about 65% of my wardrobe that I hated but felt guilty about not wearing.
Also I stopped clothes shopping with my mom.
Anyway! Here’s my tip for clothes shopping with like significant overwhelm issues and sensory issues and a human body and probably some trauma don’t worry about it.
Sit outside the store, think about the clothing item you’d like to buy. Set minimum standards for the item: comfort, price, appearance, quality. (Don’t sacrifice on comfort! Do prepare a generous fallback for the other options.) Set a timer for a short period of time: I usually do twenty minutes. Walk into the store, navigate directly to the appropriate area, identify several items that meet the minimum standards*. Try those items on, pick the most comfortable one.
*if there are no items that meet minimum standards leave the store, armed with additional knowledge, and either go to a different store OR stand outside and recalibrate standards. Do not recalibrate inside the store.
If at any time the alarm goes off, get up and exit the store. Check in with yourself after five-ten minutes outside about your ability to go back in. If you can’t: hey you have valuable market data! If you can: set the timer. Put five minutes less on the timer. Back inside.
If you find an appropriate purchase item within the set time, check the timer. If there’s more than like, seven minutes, you can do a quick comparison shop in the rest of the section, or go get baseline data for another clothing item you’ll need later. Otherwise, go check out.
Do/did you personally know 3 or more sets of twins?
(You don't really have to be friends with them now, just at any point in your life, did you know them/interact with them in some capacity. They don't have to be identical. Idk if we want to count triplets/quadruplets/etc. in here, ig we can. Lol sorry).
Do/did you personally know 3 or more sets of twins?
Yes
No

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midsummer: if the feudal strictness of your home kingdom can’t give you what you want, try going on an adventure guided by magical supernatural beings
macbeth: but not like that
hamlet: if you’re in a duplicitous violent world, your king and your peers and your girlfriend may lie to you, so only follow the advice of your steadfast best friend
othello: but not like that
as you like it: if you undergo a misfortune that causes you to hate your life in your city, give yourself a makeover and run away to the woods
timon of athens: but not like that
two gents: if you’re in love in italy, you can quickly and easily communicate important information via the verona postal service
romeo and juliet: but not like that
American food - Mcennedy from LIDL
It's great when Lidl does American week, it's so fun to see all the foreign foods that they eat like
you can have these with the traditional
with the on the go sides such as
and Americans love their burger and bbq
with the normal American toppings
and don't forget the sweets!
and a nice drink
Also remember Americans love loads of peanuts
I ran out of space before I could post the things which confused and hurts my friends the most
I DONT LIKE THE KARROTTEN IN THE PULLED PORK ACTUALLY
Like we have commodified human connection to a degree where if you go beyond smalltalk you're oversharing and if you talk too deeply about your life you're traumadumping and if you get visibly upset you're manipulative and if you care too much you're codependent and if you want to talk about anything heavy you're expected to go hire a therapist because your friends shouldn't have to deal with that stuff and yet we're all sitting around wondering why so many people are lonely...
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification

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Busy week ahead so today I processed the dandelions for making jelly on Sunday
I messed up somewhere. I think I used the wrong pectin? Or the conversion from jar of pectin to “box” is wrong.
My jelly is not jelled at all.
Wrong pectin. Rude.
Busy week ahead so today I processed the dandelions for making jelly on Sunday
I messed up somewhere. I think I used the wrong pectin? Or the conversion from jar of pectin to “box” is wrong.
My jelly is not jelled at all.