remotivating

is a good ting i finally decide to personal-archive here; still-open tabs force me to find words to string them together so i can close+declutter which jumpstarts the brain and allows me room to recapture maximum productivity...or something like that...point is, i here, with ting to share, and thus a few steps closer to finished proposal elsewhere...
figure i should start with this for posterity, press on the flick i playing lead in; me looking like a real girl...
and in much bigger film news, in the wake of one of my favourites, because it's lovely even if it sad and because robin williams himself woulda appreciate that...
and speaking of appreciating, sometimes it too easy to take the gorgeousness of places like maracas for granted here in sweet trini, but just look...
and in other amazingness not to be taken for granted, the speed of darkness, faster than the speed of light...
and more on the scientific tip: gardener's cheat-sheet! yay!
eh sure how "scientific" this one is, but it sound good enough to look into it later; wha's not to like about marijuana, lubrication and 15minute climaxes, ent? especially when it all seem to be geared towards primarily pleasuring somebody besides dudes 18-35, for a change...
and speaking of advertising's favourite demographic, as somebody opposed to censorship on principle but acutely aware of the reality of today's global society and how it treats women, this 5minutes is one of the best breakdowns i found of much-muddled+misused arguments:

asap science; charmingly tackling the mysteries of the universe while breaking gender- and family-orientation stereotypes, promoting inclusion+accessibility, battling sexism+homophobia and providing alternative role models and visions of a more equal future, 2gay science-nerds point out that being compared to women is a completely ineffectual dis because "women are fucking amazing and they are changing the world around us":

and definitely not least (i just like to try to end fun) this too well-done to not share:

walk good.

archive-heavy

this machine giving trouble since it reach. it was a welcome and much-needed stopgap when it happen but it was clearly never up to the task. so this post purely making up for time lost to the ghost in my machine, in no particular order but might as well start with words that made me remember how+why i loved someone, once...
Persephone Writes to Her Mother:
Mother, he is a gentleman.
He is a builder with bricks of moonlight.
He knows the secret places of the earth.
He washes the sleep from the eyes of the souls.
He lets them look on beauty.
He lets them tell him they hate him.
In the mornings, I gather berries and apples.
I scrub his back with rind.
I weave spider-spit, eyelash.
He talks in his sleep 'pudding', 'fire', 'discus',
the things he misses.
He breathes, 'Your body is my orchard.'
I am undulating grass.
I am a field of wheat he parts with his fingers.
Poppies bloom in my veins.
When he kisses me, he tastes pomegranate.
The night crawls nearer.
The moans of the dead roll and swell.

Mother, we are well.
Tara Mae Mulroy.
another something i love, baseball is most decidedly not, so i eh even know this dude existed before now, but i hadda love prince fielder (and what a name for a baseball player!) and his naked espn cover, sexy no matter how the haters doh/rate his body type.
of everyting i read about how modern technology has changed human behaviour/interactions, this restaurant surveillance investigation is one of the most clear+concrete illustrations of increasing obnoxiousness...
and speaking of eating, major excitement; linkage for future reference: the rotimatic!
and even more food-wonder, gorgeous gothic cakes, and because, things of beauty, right; doors to corners of my soul needs must open into rooms made of art, no?
and in another special corner of my soul, the alot. and this next i was debating, but as we talking language, a buncha knowledge about english could pass in the rush...
a few loosely related pieces, each of the 1st 2 written by the kind of sex-positive parent that gives me hope, then a grim reminder of the rape[culture] victims we doh hear about, plus hate-that-it-necessary-but-guess-i-glad-it-exists, both anti-rape jeans and a gentleman's guide to rape culture now on offer...
and in other scary news, this abu bakr interview:

but because i cyah go out on a negative, this tree bears 40types of fruit and the 1st man-made leaf turns light+water into oxygen and ugly fruits+vegetables win! plus, m.anifest:

walk good.