Am I A Person? Or Am I Just A Bunch Of My Favorite Quotes Glued Together?

why am i dressed slutty you ask? to read classic literature alone in my room. mind your own business.

‘And how should we behave during this Apocalypse? We should be unusually kind to one another, certainly. But we should also stop being so serious. Jokes help a lot. And get a dog, if you don’t already have one.’

Kurt Vonnegut - The Idea Killers, 1984.

Source: Ravenous Butterflies

Another view of the pyramids, Egypt

Temple of Venus (Baalbek), built during the 3rd century AD.

dilf (dostoyevsky i’d like to finish)

Motörhead, super-cool promo pic from Ace Of Spades era, 1980

I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.

It's right-handed

I am right-handed

There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly

I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.

There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.

I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.

A homo erectus made it

Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.

Who were you

A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?

Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?

Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?

Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?

Who were you?

What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?

What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.

Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?

Or has it always been divine?

Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?

Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.

The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.

Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?

I'm not religious.

But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine

I don't know what is.

The Color of Pomegranates, Sergei Parajanov, 1969

Roman-era statues of Aphrodite and Dionysus unearthed in Turkey

According to Greek mythology, the deities Aphrodite and Dionysus had a grand love affair. So, perhaps it’s fitting that archaeologists found the ancient statuary heads of the goddess of love and the drunk reveler near each other during a dig in the ancient city of Aizanoi, in western Turkey.

The discovery of the deities’ heads helps top off a previous find; on an earlier dig, archaeologists found the statues’ headless bodies, Gokhan Coskun, an archaeologist at Kütahya Dumlupınar University in Turkey and the excavation coordinator, told Anadolu Agency, a Turkish state-run news organization.

“These are important findings for us, as they show that the polytheistic culture of ancient Greece existed for a long time without losing its importance in the Roman era,” Coskun said. “The findings suggest that there may have been a sculpture workshop in the region.” Read more.

“Feed on what you will. Rats, chickens, poodles, I’ll leave you to it and watch you come around. But just remember, life without me would be even more unbearable” Tom Cruise as Lestat de Lioncourt in Interview With The Vampire (1994), dir. Neil Jordan