Burn the Place Before We Motivate
Many years later, as I breath my last breath, I recalled that evening in 1995 when my farther first showed me the internet.
Burn the Place Before We Motivate
dhpoco:

Postcolonial Studies, Pretentiousness and Being Compensatorily Dense
nigerianostalgia:

Makurdi, 1964Vintage Nigerian photos
la-pitonisa-tropical:

Durga
deedeemo:

Francesco Renaldi ”Portrait of a Mogul Lady”, Italy, (1756 - um 1799)
mercilesss:

The prisoner defiantly stares down Heinrich Himmler, Hitler’s right-hand-man, who was responsible for the Holocaust. Greasley’s confrontation with Himmler took place during an inspection of the camp he was confined to. The inmates were ordered to remain seated, but Greasley refused. Horace Greasley also escaped the death camp, but sneaked back in to rescue a German woman whom he had fallen in love with.
askaboutnikki:

OMG YES
" I guess a big part of serious fiction’s purpose is to give the reader, who like all of us is sort of marooned in her own skull, to give her imaginative access to other selves. Since an ineluctable part of being a human self is suffering, part of what we humans come to art for is an experience of suffering, necessarily a vicarious experience, more like a sort of “generalization” of suffering. Does this make sense? We all suffer alone in the real world; true empathy’s impossible. But if a piece of fiction can allow us imaginatively to identify with a character’s pain, we might then also more easily conceive of others identifying with our own. This is nourishing, redemptive; we become less alone inside. It might just be that simple."
David Foster Wallace, from an interview in 1993 (via princehal9000)
wolfjuice:

-WE ARE THE CURATORS 
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