Reversed cotton candy eating.
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Read of the day:
I do not identify with my body. I have a body but I am a mind. My body and I have an intimate but awkward relationship, like foreign roommates who share a bedroom but not a language. As the thinker of the pair, I contemplate my body with curiosity, as a scientist might observe a primitive species. My mind is a solitary wanderer in this universe of bodies.
Though I identify with mind, the mind itself is matter. I remember dissecting a fetal pig’s brain in high school. As I sliced layers of cerebellum and cerebrum, I imagined someone likewise cutting my own brain from my skull and examining the weird intersection of my mind and body. There I would lie in the petri dish, the whole mystery of my being made visible, the unutterable complexities of consciousness, thought and personality reduced to a three-pound mass of squiggly pink tissue. Hello, self. Where is the vaporous soul I am said to be, the exiled child of God from another world? This looks, rather, like some Martian’s bizarre pet.
go read this..
(via I Am Not This Body - NYTimes.com)
SHIT JUST GOT REAL
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Oh grow up, Mars rovers.
The tracks shown are from both the Spirit and Opportunity rovers, in this image released by NASA.
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While on my trip to Mexico I saw this priceless gem
literally green mario
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Just watched this tonight wow
Oh my god I’m reversing infomercial gifs and fuck