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I laminated a paper towel

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You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.

But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity

Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.

However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.

Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.

So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!

But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.

Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.

The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.

But you remain.

Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.

All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.

But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?

Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.

The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.

Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.

Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning? 








Chill out its a paper towel

..They laminated a paper towel!

(Source : portal-mouth)









Genetics in France

la preuve que l’Alsace est celte et non germaine comme certains veulent absolument le faire croire !!

Je viens de finir le bouquin “Salt” de Mark Kurlansky et dans les mines de sels germaines, des celtes furent retrouvés, indiquant bien leur presence dans toute cette région. Ca valide bien ce qu’il y a sur cette carte :)

(Are there any source for this map?)

(nan mais laissez moi deviner, l’Alsace est germaine parce qu’allemande, c’est ça?) (*rolls eyes*)

baaah… Ouais l’alsace c’est germanique… Je sais pas si t’as entendu des alsaciens parler dernièrement….

La carte parle génétique, pas nationalité ni culture. 

(et pour répondre à ta question au premier degré, les Alsaciens que j’ai croisés hier parlait à 90% uniquement français - on a eu un moment de discussion sur les questions de non-transmission de l’Alsacien et du Platt d’ailleurs)

L’alsace reste un territoire qui a été peuplé par des germaniques, d’où l’origine de la culture et du langage.

Et j’aurais dû plutôt formuler ma question comme “est-ce que tu as entendu parler alsacien dernièrement”, ce qui a tendance à être un poil plus rare depuis la francisation post-WWII

Ce n’est pas le seul endroit où des populations germaniques se sont installées et tu n’as pas forcément une culture germanique dominante à tout ces endroits non plus. Mais là n’était pas le but de mon reblog: je répondais plus à virtualalternative qui parlait des récupérations politiques ou nationalistes de ce genre d’élément (et j’espérais surtout avoir les sources de cette carte).

Et pour ce qui est de l’alsacien, les jurons, les noms de resto et les noms de rues ça compte?

Pour ceux qui pensent encore que la langue est liée à l’origine d’un peuple: Le français est resté la langue administrative dans quasiment toutes les ex-colonies africaine. T’as entendu un sénégalais parler dernièrement ?

(Source : mapsontheweb)

You realize that everything the police are doing in Ferguson is carefully calculated, right? They’re purposely turning peaceful protests into riots. They’re purposely committing violence to incite violence. From saying ‘We won’t be answering 911 calls,’ which is a very clever way to set themselves up to be able to say, ‘We were afraid for our safety - any call could really be an ambush, our lives were in danger’ right down to the camouflage and the military tanks and wearing more body armor than a soldier in a war zone. Its exactly why they’re going for a media blackout - yet allowing certain photos through - they WANT you to see their tanks. They want you to see their riot gear. They WANT you to see a war-zone. They’re trying to sell the world the idea that this community is inherently and constantly a source of violence and turmoil - they want you to think that they [the police] are being attacked daily in a place so vicious they need full body armor. You know why? Because then, at the end of the day, you might just be able to believe the story they’re going to spin. They’re going to tell you that this (white) officer goes to work in this war zone every day - that he spends every working moment in constant fear for his life. They’re going to tell you that Michael Brown attacked this officer. And then they’re going to bring up everything that has happened in the aftermath and try to use it to convince you that he shot that little boy because he was afraid for his life. They’re setting up a defense. You mark my words, they’re trying to set up a defense.

My mom’s take on what’s going on in Ferguson (via actualbanshee)

Your mom isn’t wrong. That’s why it’s so important to keep the signal going. Too many are silenced with lies and fear and if they cannot speak then we have to do it for them.

(via auntpol)

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