Things I do: Poetry, Music, Dance, Krav Maga, BJJ, Collect Excellent Weapons, Meditate, Love People As Much As I Can Stand. There's a good chance you'll see posts about these things. If you're down, sweet.

14th September 2014

Video with 1 note

I like this even more than the original, musically. James Blake sings it better, but this arrangement…yes.

Tagged: musicjames blakethomas oliveri am soldloopingslide guitar

12th September 2014

Photoset reblogged from Rainbows and Dirt with 72,886 notes

thefilthyunicorn:

buddhabrot:

poldberg:

While there is a lot of appropriate rage about Ferguson right now, the killing of John Crawford, III is getting less attention than it deserves. I put Shaun King’s tweets and history lesson on the matter in chronological order for easier consumption.

Links:

Autopsy and video show John Crawford shot from behind in Wal-Mart

Witness in murder of John Crawford changes story

You really should be following Shaun King on Twitter.

this makes me cry

Fucking shameful

Tagged: real talk

Source: poldberg

6th September 2014

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CC poem: warszawa

Genesis: Warszawa, Poland. August, 1944.

Before Erik became Magneto, before Magnus became Erik,
his name was Max Eisenhardt, which he’d rarely enjoyed
unless spoken in the curt, weary baritone of Jakob, his father.
At age seventeen, he’d been forced to work as a Sonderkommando,
where he and a unit of fellow Jews were responsible for the disposal
of those that had been executed. No one knew, however,
that he had already been delivered to the chamber, along with his family.
The lone survivor, he had crawled his way out of the mass grave from which
his beloveds would not rise. He could still taste the soil on his tongue
as he and his unit worked quietly, transporting burnt bones and dried skin
to the makeshift burial grounds, sometimes restraining their vomit,
a few times failing. He did not understand how or why he’d survived.
His sanity was stretched thin, by the torturous olfaction,
the stubborn stain of memory:

the night he and his family had been dragged to the Warsaw Ghetto,
after having fled from their native Germany, his father Jakob
quietly gathered his wife and children around him,
his voice a lather of hush, and asked them to remove the small pieces
of jewelry they had hidden in their pockets. One by one, he asked his beloveds
to hold their metallic item in their palms, and whisper the story of when (and why)
he had given it to them. He absorbed their recollections as if noon sun through
windowpane. Finally, he took the items and swallowed them.
The process of ingestion was slow, methodical. Holy. Young Max felt as if they were all
savoring the swallow with Jakob, willing the gifts down his stretching throat.
These moments will not be taken, he said. We will go, but they will remain.

Before he’d ever declared war on humankind, before he’d realized he
had memorized the six digits branded onto his arm, he could recall the exact
moment he had actually gone mad. It was the night before he escaped
Warszawa, and he had crawled through the darkness in search of the grave
in which his family had been laid. He could smell them. He could smell
what his father had promised would remain. Kneeling at the grave,
he held out his hands. His palms eyed the dirt. His instinct guided him,
and with his eyes closed he could feel them…they were rising
toward the surface. He then opened his eyes to behold them:
his sister’s ring, his mother’s necklace, his own watch, slowly twirling
in the moonlight as if of their own volition. He marveled at their levitation.
He watched them dance. He then pocketed them, running,
forcing his shattering mind to leave his beloveds to their own quiet.

Tagged: poetryxmenholocaust

3rd September 2014

Question reblogged from Yo, Is This Racist? with 36,971 notes

Anonymous said: So a cop, a racist, and a murderer walk into a bar. And that's just the first guy.

yoisthisracist:

I get this joke.

Tagged: real talk

3rd September 2014

Photoset reblogged from The Clit's Gonna Glow in the Dark! with 295,933 notes

black-raincloud:

nawyougood:

sizvideos:

Video

he is a got damn bat and i find that to be amazing. DONT LET NOTHING STOP YOU MY NIGGA KEEP DOIN WHAT YOU DOIN!!!

don’t lie this mothafuka is daredevil

I think he and Toph Beifong could be friends.

Tagged: cool shit

Source: sizvideos

3rd September 2014

Photoset reblogged from Rainbows and Dirt with 725,297 notes

thefandomtolllbooth:

antoinetriplett:

jolivet:

spaceman-v-spiff:

nescientes:

novacayyn:

carry-on-my-otp:

If Stuntmen from the old movies don’t have your full respect then I just don’t know what to say to you

l tried really hard not to reblog this

Yeah, it is indeed really hard not to reblog a fucking thing.

Can we all agree that the man in the first gif is the manliest man in the world?

Are we just going to all silently acknowledge that the last guy is clearly dead and that we just saw him die. 

HOLD UP FOR A SECOND

ALL OF THESE GIFS ARE ONE MAN

THE SINGULAR BUSTER KEATON

WHILE FILMING THE GENERAL

HE SNAPPED HIS NECK ON THE RAILROAD TIES AND WENT HOME AND ICED HIS BODY

AND CAME BACK FOR WORK THE NEXT DAY

HE ONCE GOT HIS HIP RIPPED OUT OF ITS SOCKET BY A MALFUNCTIONING ELEVATOR AND WAS DISAPPOINTED WITH HIMSELF FOR BEING INJURED

HE ONCE HAD TO FALL 100 FEET DOWN A WATERFALL INTO A NET

A STUNTMAN TESTED IT AND BROKE BOTH LEGS AND DISLOCATED HIS SHOULDER

BUSTER DID THE STUNT ANYWAY AND LANDED WITHOUT A SCRATCH

IN ‘THE HIGH DIVE’

BUSTER DID A TRICK DIVE THROUGH A CARDBOARD DECK THAT WAS CAMOUFLAGED TO LOOK LIKE THE REAL DECK

ONLY HE COULDN’T TELL FROM 100 FEET UP WHERE THE CARDBOARD STOPPED AND THE REAL DECK STARTED AND THERE WAS ONLY LIKE A THREE FOOT MARGIN FOR ERROR

AND WHEN HE HESITATED A SUDDEN BREEZE LITERALLY KNOCKED HIM OFF THE DIVING BOARD AND HE HAD TO JUMP ANYWAY

AND HE MISSED THE REAL DECK BY LESS THAN A FOOT BUT HE MADE IT

IN THE SECOND GIF HE’S RECREATING SOMETHING THAT THE ACTUAL GENERAL PURSUERS HAD TO DO IN THE CIVIL WAR

IF HE MISSES THAT TIE

THE TRAIN WILL BE DERAILED AND HE WILL DIE IN THE EXPLOSION

IN THE THIRD GIF AN ENTIRE HOUSE IS FALLING HE HAS ONE TAKE AND IF HE HAS NOT DONE THE CALCULATIONS CORRECTLY HE WILL BE CRUSHED

HE HAS AN INCH-WIDE MARGIN ON EACH SIDE

AND THE HOUSE LITERALLY BRUSHES HIS LEFT SHOULDER ON THE WAY DOWN

YOU CAN SEE HIS LEFT ARM JUMP BECAUSE HE’S FLINCHING FROM THE PAIN

THAT LAST GIF

HE WAS SUPPOSED TO MAKE THAT JUMP

HE WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO FALL AND THEY HADNT PLANNED FOR IT

BUT HE SURVIVED

BUSTER KEATON SURVIVED 100% OF THINGS THAT WOULD HAVE KILLED LESSER MEN INCLUDING WWI, TORNADOS, HOUSEFIRES, ALCOHOLISM, BROKEN NETS, CRUSHING DEPRESSION, THE DEPRESSION ITSELF, THE MCCARTHY WITCHHUNTS, THE END OF SILENT CINEMA, AND ABOUT 900 MORE OF THE STUNTS YOU SEE ABOVE

BUSTER LIVED TO BE 70 YEARS OLD

FATHERED LIKE FOUR KIDS AND EIGHT GRANDKIDS

HE CAME OUT THE OTHER SIDE OF ALL THAT

THINKING THAT LIFE WAS GOOD AND PEOPLE WERE WONDERFUL

BUSTER KEATON IS NOT JUST A STUNTMAN

HE IS A GODDAMN SAINT

BUSTER KEATON’S PARENTS WERE PART OF A TRAVELING SHOW.

THEY WERE ACROBATS.

THEY TOOK BABY BUSTER UP HIGH IN THE AIR WITH THEM.

THEY DROPPED HIM.

LUCKILY SOMEONE WHO WAS STANDING UNDER THEM CAUGHT BABY BUSTER.

THAT MAN WAS HARRY HOUDINI. 

HARRY HOUDINI SAVED BUSTER KEATON’S LIFE.

if you don’t think that’s the coolest shit you can get right out.

This has a lot of all-cap sentences. But also lots of cool info. I’m probably writing a poem soon.

Tagged: cool shit

Source: carry-on-my-otp

1st September 2014

Photoset reblogged from what with 84,568 notes

guitarsandcontrabandx:

arabellesicardi:

Here is a side by side comparison of how The New York Times has profiled Michael Brown — an 18 year old black boy gunned down by police — and how they profiled Ted Bundy, one of the most prolific serial killers of all time. 

Source for Brown, Source for Bundy.

Christ. smh.

Tagged: real talk

Source: arabellesicardi

1st September 2014

Post reblogged from The Clit's Gonna Glow in the Dark! with 19,897 notes

Here’s some fantastic news for your Friday: On Thursday, the California Senate unanimously approved a new bill that defines sexual consent as a firm “yes” rather than a lack of “no.”

micdotcom:

This is a big win for anti-rape activists, many of whom have been touting the necessity of an “affirmative consent” standard for years. California Gov. Jerry Brown (D) has the next month to sign the bill into law. If he does, schools across the state would be required to define consent before engaging in sexual activity as an “affirmative, conscious, and voluntary agreement” or risk losing state financial aid funding.

Tagged: cool shit

Source: micdotcom

26th August 2014

Quote reblogged from Boston Poetry Slam with 48 notes

Poetry beckoned to me from the start by its not putting humans above other subject matter.

Tagged: quotes

23rd August 2014

Video

Bowing plus looping plus Coldplay. Coming along okay in the first week of trying this out. Documenting my progress, errors allowed.

Tagged: memusicbass bowing

21st August 2014

Video with 3 notes

My fretless electric bass can work with a bow. Who knew?

Tagged: memusicbass guitar

17th August 2014

Photoset reblogged from what with 228,207 notes

nowinexile:

The last words said by Black youth murdered by policemen. 

Source: nowinexile

16th August 2014

Photoset reblogged from A History Of Silence with 122,474 notes

redsuelo:

amberrosehairline:

myvoicemyright:

Acid attack survivors in India model new clothing range for powerful photoshoot

Survivors of acid attacks in India have become the face of a new clothing range designed by a woman who had acid thrown in her face while she was asleep four years ago.Delhi-based designer Rupa and her friends Rita, Sonam, Laxmi and Chanchal modelled the clothes from her new range, Rupa Designs, for photographer Rahul Saharan.

Rupa suffered extensive injuries when her stepmother threw acid in her face while she was sleeping in 2008.

She was allegedly left without any medical aid for six hours before her uncle found her and transported her to hospital, where she underwent eleven operations and spent three months being cared for.

this is so powerful

Bless them and their beautiful spirits

Go ahead and complain about something today. I dare you.

Tagged: real talk

Source: myvoicemyright

11th August 2014

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Thoughts on losing.

Sometimes someone we love dies before their body does. A failed suicide doesn’t change the fact that the moment came when leaving was a decision to finally act upon. The failure is sometimes a blessing for the person, and sometimes it’s just a delay. Does your heart hurt less when their body breathes on, defiantly? Is there hope in the pill swallower’s miscalculation? In the blade wielder’s imprecision? In the bullet missing its mark? For me, it can feel eerie speaking to someone that wouldn’t be here had they had their way. But in my world, eerie is also beautiful. You know what a morning feels like to me? It feels like a dozen people in my personal life that decided today wasn’t the day, though it could have been. Though tomorrow they may feel it should have been. But it wasn’t. Perhaps that, too, is a miscalculation. But the morning brings the miscalculation I am grateful for. Who did I send my love to today? Who needs it without my knowing? Who might my five minutes of time move them to delay their exit? I’ve no idea. That’s the whole thing about leavers. We, the left behind, often tell each other just as much: we’d had no idea.

Tagged: me

10th August 2014

Quote reblogged from Exister, pour nous, c’est sentir. with 101,363 notes

Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belonging to a man - a woman who was ‘one-in-herself’. The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virle. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chastity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus - they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramaic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chastity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched.
— Monica Sjoo, The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (via the-r-world)

Tagged: real talk

Source: ynannarising