This is What Happens When You Give Thousands of Stickers to Thousands of Kids
Artist Yayoi Kusama constructed a large domestic environment, painting every wall, chair, table, piano, and household decoration a brilliant white, effectively serving as a giant white canvas. (Art Installations)
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I had a conversation with my mom that is quite regular. She was checking in to see if I started to like girls. I reassured her that I still am attracted to men. I asked her to recall my childhood and remember if there was ever an instance where I was interested in girls. She told me to make sure that no man tricks me into doing what I don’t want to do. I told her that the only person trying to trick me right now is her. All of this was in Mandarin of course. A recurring script that I run with my mom and with anyone inquiring about my sexuality is that I have never been romantically attracted to girl figures and have always been attracted to men figures. I will never be attracted to girl figures but I will not rule out the possibility that I will be romantically attracted to the soul in a women figure. I’m sure enough in my sexual identity to identify with queerness and also sapiosexuality. I’m so grateful that my mom is not as bad as other parents with children who do not fit the norm but I can’t give anyone a definite answer because I’m not privileged with being a finite being. This blog entry is also in regards to my date on Wednesday. I’m grateful that I am going on a date with someone I find intellectually attractive and physically attractive, but I’m not ready to be sexually attracted until I’m sure I am soulfully attracted to this man.
I have this wall that is preventing me from sharing as much as I would like. I am aware of what this wall is. This wall is fear of criticism from all the other beings in this shared universe. This fear is derived from my own criticism of other beings. I feel so ashamed that I share this universe with such terrible beings. Beings are terrible in so many ways that I run out of language to describe how terrible people are. The language that I do have describes these terrible people as mean, self-centered, uneducated and elitist. Yet what I find terrible reflects some parts of my own being. I’m going to work on this wall for now, deconstruct it a little at a time, but still be okay if in a while from now I want to maintain the wall. So I will still be often silent which I am alright with because there is power in silence.
Who’s cuter, Ryan or a Puppy?
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Ryan Gosling
Who’s cuter, Ryan or a Puppy?
Reblog your choice
Puppy
In honor of launching our new site (yeah, we’ve got a new website, in case you didn’t notice), Nowhere Fast hooked us up with some copies of Wesley Robert’s great zine, Tomorrow Won’t Be Any Better to give away to you, our incredibly devoted audience. If you’ve been following us for a while you won’t be a stranger to his work.
All you need to do to get one is follow us or reblog this post. On Friday Nov. 25th we’ll randomly pick a handful of you from the post notes and mail them out. Good luck!
An unexpected side-effect of the flooding in parts of Pakistan has been that millions of spiders climbed up into the trees to escape the rising flood waters. Because of the scale of the flooding and the fact that the water has taken so long to recede, many trees have become cocooned in spiders webs. People in this part of Sindh have never seen this phenomenon before but, they also report that there are now far fewer mosquitoes than they would expect, given the amount of stagnant, standing water that is around. It is thought that the mosquitoes are getting caught in the spiders web, thus, reducing the risk of malaria, which would be one blessing for the people of Sindh, facing so many other hardships after the floods!!!
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