“All right,” said Susan. “I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need… fantasies to make life bearable.”REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE."Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—"YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES."So we can believe the big ones?"YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING."They’re not the same at all!"YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME…SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED."Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point—”MY POINT EXACTLY.”

“All right,” said Susan. “I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need… fantasies to make life bearable.”

REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.

"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—"

YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.

"So we can believe the big ones?"

YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.

"They’re not the same at all!"

YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME…SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.

"Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point—”

MY POINT EXACTLY.”

(Source: general-jack, via circuitdesign)

"They Don’t Qualify"

I’m not here to talk about the yet-another-woman-is-subject-to-the-worst-the-internet-has-to-offer “scandal” going on. Other people have dealt with it better and with more detail, and had about the same effect on the problem as the “with this latest school shooting, maybe the U.S. should look at how it regulates handguns,” columns. It’s hard to have a dialogue and exchange ideas when both sides come in on the defensive, and especially when the fringe elements on both side strongly believe that the best defense is a good offense. So let’s not do that.

Can we talk about The Shawshank Redemption instead?

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cinnamon-anemone:

thequarantinedmailman:

offonahuntingtrip:

aegean-sea:

LOWERCASE LETTERS ARE FOR THE LOWER CLASS

and here we have a capitalist 

Did you just.

let us all take a moment to appreciate that all of human history and human language and the universe itself aligned to make this joke possible

(via amorremanet)

quickreaver:

jinny-thekisaragi:

Happy birthday Sam!! Try not to think about how your brother sold his soul on your birthday and died horribly on your birthday the year after! :)

Best. Glomp. Ever.

Of course I would decide to start posting on Tumblr again on Sam’s birthday without even thinking about it. I really am that much of a Sam girl. Happy 31st, big buddy.

(via babbleismysuperpower)

gnomerino:

wintry-mix:

rdjsass:

seagreeneyes:

seagreeneyes:

BUT WE ALSO KNOW THAT A SIGNIFICANT PART OF TUMBLR USERS ARE NOT NATIVE SPEAKERS

Here’s the deal: my first language is Italian. I know plenty of people on this website whose first language is Italian….

Oh dear… Modern Standard Arabic (fusHa) is frequently unintelligible to native-speakers (not going to get into that wank). But at least I’ll have an excuse for my run-ons.

I Might Be a Masochist

moragmacpherson:

But it’s been almost six years… all I really remember about the story is trying my best to keep reading through the tears and that it was pitch perfect despair… I’m going to attempt to reread mimblexwimble’s 10,000 Miles.  I’ve failed to get through through the first part before the EMOOOOCEANS swallowed me whole on at least four other occasions.

And… I didn’t make it past the first paragraph. I forgot how horrible the single line of establishing case!fic was. Kicked in the fucking feels.

I Might Be a Masochist

But it’s been almost six years… all I really remember about the story is trying my best to keep reading through the tears and that it was pitch perfect despair… I’m going to attempt to reread mimblexwimble’s 10,000 Miles.  I’ve failed to get through through the first part before the EMOOOOCEANS swallowed me whole on at least four other occasions.

One of the services I provide for my friends.

briclget-spears:

ask-the-pesky-puppeteers:

fandralled:

relentlessforwardmotion:

innocentpunkrockkids:

"The brain can get sick too." 

Re-make of this post. 

End mental health stigma.

thank you

thank you

THANK YOU

THANK YOU

(via doughtier)

For the Record

… and below the cut is the original monologue (edited by intheeembers) that spun itself out practically on its own this morning, with two tentative titles: “Flogging Molly” (an obvious lark) or “Tea & Sympathy” (a play from which I blatantly pilfered one of the final lines).  It’s all the Molly feels and emoceans and information that I’m going to attempt to wrestle into a larger, more meaningful frame tonight and later on, but given my work schedule and life in general of late, I’ve no idea how long that might take. So, if you want to wait for the larger story, I suggest not looking. If you’re a creature beholden to instant gratification like myself, you can check below the cut, bearing in mind that at some point, it’ll be something like watching the unaired pilot of Sherlock and “A Study in Pink” back to back. No real warnings required, only a few spoilers from season three implied.

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