Can dig it. Hurray for INTJ’s

seanthehuman:

Here’s the thing about life. On the one hand, none of it matters. Many philosophers come to this conclusion and cannot figure out why anyone should care either way. Human beings will expand from Earth to the next galaxy and the next and then what? Our technology will increase without bounds. Life will constantly change for our species but, as a whole, we don’t have a goal nor a well-defined purpose nor a mission statement for humanity. We are just trudging through the universe one day at a time. This is why people war. They don’t think things through. They crave purpose and meaning. They are incapable of projecting far enough into the future to do something useful. They are irrational, always, and they often cause more trouble than is needed. You could look at all of that and decide you don’t want to live in such a world. But, if you do that you neglect a key aspect of it all–being a human being is a highly unique experience.

Really think about that: no one will ever have a brain like yours, or your quirks, or your combination of experiences. Even your fellow INTJs differ from one another despite many similarities. Expand that– humans are different from you. Consider even more the unlikeliness that you would be here in the first place. We humans take life for granted because it is all around us but you should not be here, statistically speaking. Neither should I. We are that one in a billion sperm that made it into the highly elite University of Mommy’s Egg. In our case, the penalty for not getting into that university was not sulking and licking wounds or retaking the entrance exams–it was death. Right off the bat, many of the potential replacements for you never got the chance to come into existence and as such never got the privilege to truly experience being a human being. They never got the opportunity to develop a brain that is better than any supercomputer pound per pound. They never got the opportunity to reason. They were never able to use those hundreds of thousands of sensors we call rods and cones in conjunction with the world’s best, all-natural, dynamically adjusting, camera lens (eyes) and the processing centers of our brain to interpret the energy given off by a sunset and translate it all into the beautiful image we know. Think about that. When you SEE, you are translating waves of energy into colors. That’s insane. When you HEAR, you are translating pressure waves into the audio you are perceiving. The other sperm never even got the opportunity to hear the most gorgeous note which is capable of sending chills down your spine.

Why is being a human so great? Because as a species, we are not only complex but are statistically anomalies. We go from hydrocarbon blueprints redundantly encoded in biological structures to sacks of meat to children who very quickly figure out for themselves how to take random sensory input like sight, sound, balance, etc. and make sense of it in real time. We are self-aware and dynamically adjust to life’s curve balls. Why should you want to live? Because you have eternity to be dead. That’s a hell of a lot longer than the 70-100 years you will be alive on this planet. As long as you are going to die anyway in the future, you may as well enjoy the privilege of being a human now while you can appreciate it because it is a gift that you would be a fool to squander.

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loosebuttholes:

RELEVANT

HOLY SHIT THIS IS LIKE EXACTLY OMG WOAH. RELEVANT AS FUCKKKK

wasted-childhood:

loosebuttholes:

RELEVANT

HOLY SHIT THIS IS LIKE EXACTLY OMG WOAH. RELEVANT AS FUCKKKK

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My friend Moi’s emotional monologue.. one of the realest things I’ve read in a while

soymoynnn:

Back before you. Back before we were. I had a conversation with a friend where we firmly agreed on one requirement for courtship. A requirement I firmly believed in but lost sight in. It wasn’t so much a requirement as it was cautionary advice. Not too long ago in a conversation with good friend…

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d-issimulo:

theburiedlife:

What Love means to a 4-8 year old: A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ’What does love mean?’  The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined  
See what you think:
 ‘When my grandmother got arthritis , she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.. So my grandfather does it for her all the time , even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’ – Rebecca, age 8  ‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’ – Billy, age 4  ‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’ – Karl, age 5  ‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’ –Chrissy, age 6  ‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’ -Terri, age 4  ‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him , to make sure the taste is OK.’ – Danny, age 7  ‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing , you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that.  They look gross when they kiss’ – Emily, age 8  ‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents  and listen.’ –Bobby, age 7 ‘If you want to learn to love better , you should start with a friend who you hate” –Nikka, age 6  ‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt , then he wears it everyday..’ –Noelle, age 7  ‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’ –Tommy, age 6  ‘During my piano recital , I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’ – Cindy, age 8  ‘My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’ –Clare, age 6  ‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’ –Elaine, age 5  ‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’ –Chris, age 7  ‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’ -Mary Ann, age 4  ‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’ –Lauren, age 4  ‘When you love somebody , your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’ - Karen, age 7  ‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross..’ –Mark, age 6  ‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.’ –Jessica, age 8
 The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said, ‘Nothing , I just helped him cry’.

Omg

d-issimulo:

theburiedlife:

What Love means to a 4-8 year old: A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ’What does love mean?’  The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined  

See what you think:

‘When my grandmother got arthritis , she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.. So my grandfather does it for her all the time , even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’ – Rebecca, age 8 

‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’ – Billy, age 4 

‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’ – Karl, age 5 

‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’ –Chrissy, age 6 

‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’ -Terri, age 4 

‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him , to make sure the taste is OK.’ – Danny, age 7 

‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing , you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. 
They look gross when they kiss’ – Emily, age 8 

‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents 
and listen.’ –Bobby, age 7

‘If you want to learn to love better , you should start with a friend who you hate” –Nikka, age 6 

‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt , then he wears it everyday..’ –Noelle, age 7 

‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’ –Tommy, age 6 

‘During my piano recital , I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’ – Cindy, age 8 

‘My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’ –Clare, age 6 

‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’ –Elaine, age 5 

‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’ –Chris, age 7 

‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’ -Mary Ann, age 4 

‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’ –Lauren, age 4 

‘When you love somebody , your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’ - Karen, age 7 

‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross..’ –Mark, age 6 

‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.’ –Jessica, age 8


The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbour, the little boy said, ‘Nothing , I just helped him cry’.

Omg

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Check out this wonderful artist emerging from our very own San Bernardino!

labicky:

© Victoria Banegas Spring 2011 (color film, lustre paper)
Experimenting with color and mood

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allthatisnothing:

what if i walked outside right now . just how i am now a shirt and under wear .. what if i just walked outside in the rain bare foot but i wasent cold ? what if the rain drops fell from the heavens in slow motion but turned to steam from the heat of hell. what if i lifted out my hand and the drops…

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Emma Watson for Glamour UK

Bombbz

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Romancia 101

We’ve all gotta take a few pages from anothers book to complete our own.
I taped over page 123, it reads: impatience in love and jealousy, over it i placed your examples of endless romance, i hope that itll set in stone.

earth-eyed-shamanicperception:

babydoll1976:

Here’s an “official” answer for someone who asked what Om was a few days ago.

Beautiful.


Omm nomz

earth-eyed-shamanicperception:

babydoll1976:

Here’s an “official” answer for someone who asked what Om was a few days ago.

Beautiful.

Omm nomz

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sundefined:

Startrails [54min Exposure] (by g_e_r_r_y)

sundefined:

Startrails [54min Exposure] (by g_e_r_r_y)

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