zorilious:

athenacykes:

i still don’t?? understand luigi’s winning pose though?? he just swings down and wiggle on the spot like a caterpillar?? just what is this man doing 

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his best

senjukannon:

Anatomical illustrations of the torso and upper body, showing musculature, skeletal structure, blood vessels, connective tissue (and so on) by Nicolas-Henri Jacob for Jean-Baptiste Marc Bourgery, who in 1830

began work on Traité complet de l’anatomie de l’homme comprenant la médecine operatoire, a masterpiece on human anatomy that was published in eight volumes.

Bourgery worked on the atlas until his death in 1849, with the last volume being published posthumously. The finished work contained 2108 pages of folio-sized text and 726 hand-colored lithographs. The illustrative work was performed by Nicolas-Henri Jacob (1782–1871), who was a student of famed painter Jacques-Louis David (1748–1825).

"The first five volumes of Traité complet de l’anatomie de l’homme dealt with descriptive anatomy; volumes six and seven covered surgical anatomy; and the last volume discussed general and philosophical anatomy. It is considered to be one of the most comprehensive and beautifully illustrated anatomical works ever published.”

enchantedshovel:

*punches through the monitor* [hacker voice] im in

aroseforalice:

me and my friends

aroseforalice:

me and my friends

sixpenceee:

whofan26:

sixpenceee:

If you are looking for a good book to read. I recommend this one. 
This entire book was written by a man whose stroke plunged him into a 21 day coma. He awakened to find himself fully paralyzed except for one eye and a part of his head. He survived an entire month, enough to publish an entire book. 
How did he do this?
He dictated his book one character at a time by blinking his left eyelid while an assistant recited letters. 
200,000 blinks tells his entire story. He died 3 days after the book was published due to pneumonia. 

Holy Shit

People are amazing
There is also a movie about this

sixpenceee:

whofan26:

sixpenceee:

If you are looking for a good book to read. I recommend this one. 

This entire book was written by a man whose stroke plunged him into a 21 day coma. He awakened to find himself fully paralyzed except for one eye and a part of his head. He survived an entire month, enough to publish an entire book. 

How did he do this?

He dictated his book one character at a time by blinking his left eyelid while an assistant recited letters. 

200,000 blinks tells his entire story. He died 3 days after the book was published due to pneumonia. 

Holy Shit

People are amazing

There is also a movie about this

prompt: stars and galaxies inside your body

courfius:

when my pastor first told me all the good kids go to heaven
for eternity, it was enough to make little seven-year-old me
take a serious look at atheism.

it’s not that i’m skeptical of paradise and it’s not
that i’m against what jesus stood for. it’s like —
i tried to imagine eternity and it felt like cramming elephants
into my skull, like my eyes were gonna pop out and roll away across those
polished shoe-scuffed hardwood floors.

infinity scared the shit out of me and it still kind of does.
boundless is horrifying; endless is just too goddamn much. i can’t group infinity
into neat little clusters of three or five and i can’t fit
its scientific notation into my pocket and i’m only human,
what do you expect of me? i’m terrified of that which
i’ll never understand.

i used to think outer space was a box —
that one day someone would announce
the astronauts had reached the end of the universe,
white gloves stark and useless against black, finite
walls.

i wanted the stars to be countable so i could reach the end of my
ten fingers and start over again and over again and over again,
even if it took me until i died or longer, until i touched
that final twinkle.

i was fourteen when i saw the first glimmer inside me,
cut my hair pixie-short after anne hathaway in a magazine and
looked in the mirror, touched my fringe and learned 
the true curve of a smile.

i hung the first stars, or rather discovered them —
sending tentative spaceships deep into my mind
until they bumped the burning glow and reported:
“houston, we’ve got light.” and i charted them carefully,
with pride. hey, houston, we’ve found something,
hey, houston, look, look what i wrote! i’m proud of it.
holy shit, holy shit, i’m proud of it.
hey, houston, i think i’m gay. hey, houston,
i like the skin i’m wearing even when it’s
riddled with zits — i’ve got constellations at even
my most basic levels, isn’t that neat? hey, houston, i’ve got talents.
hey, houston, i’ve got friends. hey, houston,
i’m brave. hey, houston, i’m strong and i’m powerful
and i love people and i love this sunrise and i

love myself.

(tell the world — this is going to change history.)

whole goddamn universes sparkling where i hadn’t seen them before,
bathtubs overflowing with stardust, basins of darkness
to catch the light — so much of it everywhere, in sudden illumination —
so many stars, too many to count.

infinity still scares the shit out of me, okay.
you’ll never find me volunteering for a day trip to mars
and i’m not going to be one of those mathematicians
who spends their life trying to wrestle a sideways eight
into submission. but i can coexist with it.
i’ve got fucking eternity inside of me,
a neverend of boundless and bounteous space,
jumbled with stars, pockmarked with planets,
so much to wonder at and so much to respect —
and i love that, jesus.
i really do.

i found heaven the day i let myself realize
i’ve got black holes, yeah —
but shit, man, i’ve got stars.

mydogsnokes:

o yea the 90s. the 90s were great. fuckin sick. raw as hell. learning how to speak. crying for no reason. shitting in my diaper

fitzefitcher:

daggerpen:

monicalewinsky1996:

Trigger warning: Breakfast

Holy shit.

reasons why we don’t make fun of seemingly odd triggers

icecolddookie:

wispwill:

Foolish.

you’ve fallen victim to the old razzle dazzle

icecolddookie:

wispwill:

Foolish.

you’ve fallen victim to the old razzle dazzle

yuusha-no-kibou:

tomolicious:

"Tetsuya Nomura leaves Final Fantasy XV…"

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"…to focus on Kingdom Hearts 3"

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#yes thank you based nomura

tumbr561pete:

AMAZING ALIEN INSECTS UP CLOSE

Showcasing cool pictures of very alien close ups of insects by photographer Igor Siwanowicz. Igor is an expert in macro photograph and talented nature photographer based in Munich, Germany. He call this “glamour macro”. He believes that through his work, people could appreciate the animals and may start to think differently of Earth and the incredible variety of life there. 

via > collthings.co.uk