“Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence.”— Barbara Marciniak (via shaktilover)
A. If you could get away with one murder in your lifetime without any legal, social, or emotional repercussions, would you kill someone?
B. What is your first thought when you receive a message on Tumblr, are you excited for the idea of someone from potentially the other side of the world wanting to talk to you or fearful that someone will criticize you?
C. Have you ever looked down on someone because you thought your religious views were superior?
D. Would you rather know everything the universe has to offer but in exchange lose all emotions or remain the way you are now?
E. If you could live and be healthy without sleeping or eating/drinking, which would you cut out of your life?
F. If you could take on the exact body and form of anyone else on Earth, who would it be?
G. Would you rather burn or freeze to death?
H. If it meant it would solve all world hunger, war, disease and bigotry, would you spend the rest of eternity in Hell?
I. Was the first crush in your life something you had or something someone had on you?
J. Could you live without having sex ever (again) in exchange for eternal youth?
K. Have you ever watched a full length pornographic movie?
L. The Beatles or The Rolling Stones?
M. If you could have the ability to manipulate matter or energy, which would you choose?
N. What was the worst nightmare you ever had?
O. Would you rather spend one year with your one true love just to never see them again or the rest of your life with second best?
P. All the sequels/remakes/adaptations/rip-offs in movies nowadays, good or bad?
Q. Would you rather be dirt poor and emotionally fulfilled in life or be rich beyond imagination and emotionally dissatisfied for life?
R. Do you have any (secret) feelings of bigotry to any group of people?
S. Would you rather be the only person in the world that can read minds or have everyone else in the world be able to read minds except for your own?
T. If everyone in the world would automatically only know one language, which language would you choose?
U. If you were old enough and not in a situation where it would be inappropriate, would you sleep with one of your (past) school teachers/professors?
V. A world without religion, good, bad, neutral?
W. The men's rights movement, legitimate cause or laughable, and why?
X. You can eliminate one of your five senses to substantially strengthen the others, which one and would you do it?
Y. Do looks mean anything to you? Don't lie, could you fall in love with someone you thought was ugly?
Z. Can you understand the mindset and logic used by the opposite spiritual opinion? An atheist understanding the belief in a higher power and vice versa.
“I wish I could just rot under this tree.
That’s my wish; to sleep, sleep, sleep.
I wish I could just rot under this tree.
That’s my wish; to be caressed by the gentle breeze and fall asleep.”—Arimura Ryutaro, リラの木 (via mirroir)
Seigneur-terraces (French) Coffee shop dwellers who sit at tables a long time but spend little money.
Ya’arburnee (Arabic) This word is the hopeful declaration that you will die before someone you love deeply, because you cannot stand to live without them. Literally, may you bury me.
Schlimazel (Yiddish) Someone prone to bad luck. Yiddish distinguishes between the schlemiel and schlimazel, whose fates would probably be grouped under those of the klutz in other languages. The schlemiel is the traditional maladroit, who spills his coffee; the schlimazel is the one on whom it’s spilled.
Packesel (German) The packesel is the person who’s stuck carrying everyone else’s bags on a trip. Literally, a burro.
L’esprit de l’escalier (French) Literally, stairwell wit—a too-late retort thought of only after departure.
Hygge (Danish) Denmark’s mantra, hygge is the pleasant, genial, and intimate feeling associated with sitting around a fire in the winter with close friends.
Spesenritter (German) Literally, an expense knight. You’ve probably dined with a spesenritter before, the type who shows off by paying the bill on the company’s expense account.
Cavoli Riscaldati (Italian) The result of attempting to revive an unworkable relationship. Literally, reheated cabbage.
Bilita Mpash (Bantu) An amazing, pleasant dream. Not just a “good” dream; the opposite of a nightmare.
Litost (Czech) Milan Kundera described the emotion as “a state of torment created by the sudden sight of one’s own misery.”
Murr-ma (Waigman, language of Australia) To walk alongside the water while searching for something with your feet.
“Pluto is interesting because it’s fixed on its moon, Charon, and they rotate around each other, constantly staring at each other affectionately, which is kind of a beautiful metaphor, but I think that’s one of the reasons why it was demoted. Because I think now to be a proper planet you have to command the authority of others and because the moon and Pluto are sort of existentially attached as equals neither of them can be considered a planet. [Pauses] Sad, but true.”—
“Imagine you’re a baby bird. For the first few weeks, you have everything you need. You’re fed all day long. Your parents risk their lives to bait predators and keep you safe.
Then, one day, it all comes to an end.
You stand on the edge of your nice warm nest. You look down. The only thing between you and the ground is ten to twelve feet of thin air. So what do you do?
You jump… and let instinct take over.
It’s crazy when you think about it. People seem to struggle constantly to believe in themselves. I know I do, especially when life leans to the darker side. But the first thing a tiny baby bird does is hurl itself into the air and believe that it can fly.
It’s as though instinct pushes it through the fear.
If this post gets 5,000 notes by August 20th (my first day of school) I'll go to school wearing a fake moustache and whenever anyone says my name I'll say "Ashley? I'm not Ashley, I'm Steve, this is my pride and joy, Wendy." If this gets to 10,000 notes, I'll raise my hand in EVERY SINGLE CLASS, and when the teacher calls on me, yell out "LOKI'D"
“I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”—Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via theyoungoldman)
“Sorrow and suffering cut deep grooves in the soul, and these are for joy to fill. Without these grooves - those pits and scars of the pain of existence - joy just slips right off a person like melting butter on a tipped skillet.”—