Dear DC Tumblr community from which i’ve been absent,
Can anyone spare a couch for me to crash on tonight? I’m in DC without a car and need to catch a flight tomorrow.
Dear DC Tumblr community from which i’ve been absent,
Can anyone spare a couch for me to crash on tonight? I’m in DC without a car and need to catch a flight tomorrow.
writhe and
gape of tortured
perspective
rasp and graze of splintered
normality
crackle and
sag
of planes clamors of
collision
collapse As
peacefully,
lifted
into the awful beauty
of sunset
the young city
putting off dimension with a blush
enters
the becoming garden of her agony
- e.e. cummings
Kseniya Simonova - Sand Animation (УкÑаÑна Ð¼Ð°Ñ ÑÐ°Ð»Ð°Ð½Ñ / Ukraine’s Got Talent) (via iamlikeasea)
Take 8 minutes to watch this whole thing. It is unbelievable.
xkcd - A Webcomic - 11th Grade
High school teacher finds yet another wellspring of humility.
The Zombies - She’s Not There (via mitchman6969)
They were hipsters before you knew how. Booyah.
It all began when someone left the window open. —The Mysteries of Harris Burdick, by Chris Van Allsburg (image from here)
“I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
Roger Ebert (via kaylynashley)
Asimov’s Nightfall was written in response to a passage from Ralph Waldo Emerson’s short essay Nature: “If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.”
I’d also recommend reading Paul Hawken’s 2009 Commencement Address (which references Emerson’s point).