Femme Biphoria

the sheer scale at which these birds existed, and their subsequent extinction, is something i cannot wrap my head around. i know what happened – i’ve read novels upon novels about this, i’ve seen the pictures, i know all the details, but the more i think about it the more i realise i can’t possibly process it to its fullest extent because i wasn’t there. i didn’t live through that. i’ll never be able to fully understand how sudden it was.

these birds were over 5 billion strong at their peak. when they travelled, they allegedly blacked out the sun for thirty minutes at a time. they formed rivers in the sky, and there’s art and record of this from dozens of people. it wasn’t just one person’s poetic interpretation. these birds existed in an overwhelming quantity, and no doubt because of that that people took them for granted.

they were plentiful. they were obnoxiously plentiful, and yet humans took them out so cleanly and quickly and efficiently that from this species, from this five billion-strong species, we have only a single picture of a passenger pigeon squab. 

We have a HUGE abundance of wildlife compared to how many places in the US were by the turn of the 20th century. Not just birds, but mammals and other species. From the MBTA of 1918 to the Endangered Species Act of 1973 to the Bald and Golden Eagle Protection Act of 1940, all of these and more are there to keep us from doing the same damned thing we did before. Only now we have SO MANY MORE PEOPLE who are sucking up even more habitat and other resources wildlife need. 

Basically I had to withdraw from school because my grandparents died while I couldn’t afford my meds to treat my mental illness, which at the time was only diagnosed as depression, I know now I’m schizophrenic, and have BPD, which were impacting my ability to continue my education without me knowing what they were. I was also suffering from a physical illness that nearly killed me.

I’m now medicated and desperately want to go back to school, however I owe my university $9188.82, and I can’t go back until I pay that off, my transcripts are frozen. My goal is to raise $1028 a month if it’s possible, and maybe be done with my debt march 2018, however I’m willing to wait as long as it takes tbh, I just want the option to eventually go back to school I want to complete a math degree.

If you think this is a worthy goal my little brother has set up a youcaring and paypal as I’m on SSI so I can’t touch the money without being taken off, so he’s taken it upon himself to help me pay off my debt.

you can donate to youcaring or you can donate to the paypal: here and the paypal email is: [email protected]

Thanks for tolerating this on your dashes, like and reblog if you want to, and maybe consider donating if you want to. don’t feel bad if you can’t donate or reblog, or you can only donate a dollar, it all helps. everything yall do helps.

soujirou’s final battle with kenshin

sure a plain tatami mat room isn’t as dynamic or romantic as a zen garden or aboard a burning ship, but it’s a goddamn important piece of mise-en-scene

soujirou’s room was plain, ordered, and, most importantly, empty - it’s a visual metaphor for soujirou’s psyche and philosophy as he entered the fight

and over the course of the battle, as he questions kenshin’s philosophy and his own choices, as his mask slips and suppressed feelings resurfaces, the room gets torn up and destroyed as he gives in to rage and doubt and terror

like you want to talk visual metaphors, this is the mother of all visual metaphors!

the room also fully reflects his destructive shukuchi technique; running and jumping so fast and so powerfully, it shreds tatami mats and breaks wooden pillars? like dude it was awesome!

the lighting too is important. unlike the previous rooms with anji, usui and aoshi that were dark af, soujirou’s was light (almost look like there was natural light behind the paper screens). it’s a reflection of soujirou’s soul, a young man who is really good at heart and did not enjoy killing people - and hope still left for him for redemption

This was an experiment. See how people started getting mad at me for “buying” a Bring Me The Horizon shirt, when I said I really knew nothing about them? How I said I bought it simply because I thought it was cute? Completely disregarding who the band was?

fucking look at this shit though

The triceratops for instance, was also animatronic.

Motherfucker randomly started moving.

And i just googled malfunctioning t-rex and was not disappointed. Apparently in order to put the skin on over the steel frame a guy had to crawl inside the t-rex while it was turned on and glue the skin down. And if somebody turned the t-rex off or the power went out the guy in the t-rex stood a very real chance of getting mangled and killed by the hydraulics.

So of course, the power goes out.

And this guy is still in there gluing the skin down.

Apparently the way to survive getting sheered to death by huge sheets of metal while you’re inside a giant t-rex robot is to curl into a ball and hope for the best.

And this guy hoped for the best and got it.

So they got hold of some of the best paleontologists they could find and said, “We want you guys to take this tech that your labs could pretty much never afford and use it to build us the most realistic, accurate dinosaur models the world has ever seen.”

The paleontologists knew an opportunity when it bit them in the ass.  They plugged in everything they knew about dinosaurs, all the skeletons and their best guesses about soft tissue and all that.  And when they’d created those dinosaur models, they had the computer start moving them as they realistically would with anatomy like that.  One guy took a look at those walking t-rexes and velociraptors (really utahraptors, but whatevs, fam), and he said, “Wait a minute, I’ve seen movement like that before.”

He called up film of a chicken walking.  Everyone in the room said, “Holy shit.”

I THINK THIS IS IT!

SHE’S APPROACHING!

YES! THE ANSWER IS YES!