People like saying “life’s short” a lot. The problem is, they don’t really mean it. It actually is short, very short, but they don’t believe in its shortness until the very end. Had they truly meant it, our world would have been a really different place. They would know what to do with their lives.

Ray N. Kuili, Eden Can Wait

Most people are not comfortable making a connection between racism and specism or the ill treatment of human beings and the mistreatment of animals. We want to keep our boundaries clean and separate. But isn’t that the point, to separate, isolate, and discriminate? We create hierarchies, viewing life from the top down, top being, of course, God, then a ranking of human races, and so our judgments move down ‘the Great Chain of Being’ until we touch rocks. This is the attitude of power, and it hinges on who is in control. Who has power over whom? How does this kind of behavior infiltrate the psyche of a culture? And what are the consequences of scala naturae?

Terry Tempest Williams, Finding Beauty in a Broken World

A place there is below, from Beelzebub
As far receding as the tomb extends,
Which not by sight is known, but by the sound
Of a small rivulet, that there descendeth
Through chasm within the stone, which it has gnawed
With course that winds about and slightly falls.
The Guide and I into that hidden road
Now entered, to return to the bright world;
And without care of having any rest
We mounted up, he first and I the second,
Till I beheld through a round aperture
Some of those beauteous things which Heaven doth bear;
Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars.

Canto XXXIV, The Inferno, by Dante Alighieri

(at the deepest point in hell (which is ice cream cone shaped), there was a path that led through the center of gravity (where Lucifer is) that led to the opposite hemisphere of the world… gravity shifted so going down that hole led them back to the surface of the Earth..)

A painted people there below we found,
Who went about with footsteps very slow,
Weeping and in their semblance tired and vanquished.
They had on mantles with the hoods low down
Before their eyes, and fashioned of the cut
That in Cologne they for the monks are made.
Without, they gilded are so that it dazzles;
But inwardly all leaden and so heavy
That Frederick used to put them on of straw.

Canto XXIII, The Inferno, by Dante Alighieri

(punishment of the hypocrites)

thisdoublerefusal asked: just curious, why, from a cursory glance, does it seem that you never post any updates in november?


November tends to be the month I am most swamped with schoolwork and the like. My queue has generally run out by then too.

Summer and holiday breaks are often when I’ll queue posts.

I’ve also cut down on the number of quotes I’ve been tabbing as of late. 
Posting may be sporadic in the future. 

- L