Le monde à travers mes yeux
I guess love is a nice thing. I’m not really talking about the love you might feel for a significant other, but like as friends and family. Here I am, thinking about the recent past, and how it feels like my eyes are opening up to a newfound reality. It feels so warm to know that people love you. And all my life I felt like I didn’t deserve it, and I still kind of feel like I don’t, but it’s okay to be loved. Maybe finding that revelation is a lot easier for some people to realize, but for me, I’m just grateful that I am able to know it now.
"Consensual sex" is just sex. To say that implies that there is such a thing as "non consensual sex", which there isn’t. That’s rape. That is what it needs to be called. There is only sex or rape. Do not teach people that rape is just another type of sex. They are two very separate events. You wouldn’t say "breathing swimming" and "non breathing swimming", you say swimming and drowning.
A Japanese bakery, Kinseiken Seika, is cooking up a storm and it’s getting all over the world wide web.
The dessert they are cooking up is the mizu shingen mochi and it is a rice cake that is made out of… you guessed it water from the Japanese Alps.
A Tweet from a customer said that the dessert “has a pleasant natural sweetness… (and) goes incredibly smoothly down your throat.”
These are like the little water drops in Bugs Life
Illustrated by Kazuya Tsurumaki for various Newtype issues back in 2003, reprinted afterwards in Die Sterne artbook,
I like how these have a FLCL-like, very human, nostalgic, every-day life atmosphere to them, you can almost hear this playing in the background while looking at them http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2Ee9XeJvLY
CEMENT ECLIPSES @ CHIAPAS MEXICO
Artist Isaac Cordal (tumblr / facebook) - “With the simple act of miniaturization and thoughtful placement, Isaac Cordal magically expands the imagination of pedestrians finding his sculptures on the street. Cement Eclipses is a critical definition of our behavior as a social mass. The art work intends to catch the attention on our devalued relation with the nature through a critical look to the collateral effects of our evolution. With the master touch of a stage director, the figures are placed in locations that quickly open doors to other worlds. The scenes zoom in the routine tasks of the contemporary human being”.
Not even on Friday.