1. (Source: englishsnow)

     
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    Notes: 20847

    Reblogged from zainabings

    Tags: the seacliff of gracekanyu

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    (Source: lanatura)

     
  3. I would fight,
    dirty,
    with brass knuckles and
    ninja stars,
    would scheme and connive,
    would seduce for all that I am worth
    for more than I am worth
    and devil take the hindmost.
    Yes, I would sin
    selfishly,
    egregiously
    endlessly.
    If it brought me
    you.

    ~ miaokuancha

    1 aout, 2014

    The Woman Who Fell From Grace With The Sea

     
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    Notes: 97

    Reblogged from phyteclub

    Tags: featherBeauty and Art

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    Tags: flowerBeauty and Art

    peeblespair:

That’s Some Kind Of Love!!! by bigbrowneyez on Flickr.

    peeblespair:

    That’s Some Kind Of Love!!! by bigbrowneyez on Flickr.

     
  6. 11:21

    Notes: 57

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    Tags: chalicebeauty and art

    themagicfarawayttree:

Chalice, ca. 1222 Brother Bertinus Made in possible Meuse Valley, Northern Europe Silver and silver gilt

    themagicfarawayttree:

    Chalice, ca. 1222 Brother Bertinus Made in possible Meuse Valley, Northern Europe Silver and silver gilt

     
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    grumpyfaceurn:

roachpatrol:

jetgreguar:

allrightcallmefred:

fredscience:

The Doorway Effect: Why your brain won’t let you remember what you were doing before you came in here
I work in a lab, and the way our lab is set up, there are two adjacent rooms, connected by both an outer hallway and an inner doorway. I do most of my work on one side, but every time I walk over to the other side to grab a reagent or a box of tips, I completely forget what I was after. This leads to a lot of me standing with one hand on the freezer door and grumbling, “What the hell was I doing?” It got to where all I had to say was “Every damn time” and my labmate would laugh. Finally, when I explained to our new labmate why I was standing next to his bench with a glazed look in my eyes, he was able to shed some light. “Oh, yeah, that’s a well-documented phenomenon,” he said. “Doorways wipe your memory.”
Being the gung-ho new science blogger that I am, I decided to investigate. And it’s true! Well, doorways don’t literally wipe your memory. But they do encourage your brain to dump whatever it was working on before and get ready to do something new. In one study, participants played a video game in which they had to carry an object either across a room or into a new room. Then they were given a quiz. Participants who passed through a doorway had more trouble remembering what they were doing. It didn’t matter if the video game display was made smaller and less immersive, or if the participants performed the same task in an actual room—the results were similar. Returning to the room where they had begun the task didn’t help: even context didn’t serve to jog folks’ memories.
The researchers wrote that their results are consistent with what they call an “event model” of memory. They say the brain keeps some information ready to go at all times, but it can’t hold on to everything. So it takes advantage of what the researchers called an “event boundary,” like a doorway into a new room, to dump the old info and start over. Apparently my brain doesn’t care that my timer has seconds to go—if I have to go into the other room, I’m doing something new, and can’t remember that my previous task was antibody, idiot, you needed antibody.
Read more at Scientific American, or the original study.

I finally learned why I completely space when I cross to the other side of the lab, and that I’m apparently not alone.

this is actually kind of great and it’s nice to know there’s something behind that constant spacing out whenever i enter a different place

FINALLY AN EXPLANATION

 Woking (ptcpl. vb.): Standing in the kitchen wondering what you came in here for.
- Douglas Adams, The Meaning of Liff

    grumpyfaceurn:

    roachpatrol:

    jetgreguar:

    allrightcallmefred:

    fredscience:

    The Doorway Effect: Why your brain won’t let you remember what you were doing before you came in here

    I work in a lab, and the way our lab is set up, there are two adjacent rooms, connected by both an outer hallway and an inner doorway. I do most of my work on one side, but every time I walk over to the other side to grab a reagent or a box of tips, I completely forget what I was after. This leads to a lot of me standing with one hand on the freezer door and grumbling, “What the hell was I doing?” It got to where all I had to say was “Every damn time” and my labmate would laugh. Finally, when I explained to our new labmate why I was standing next to his bench with a glazed look in my eyes, he was able to shed some light. “Oh, yeah, that’s a well-documented phenomenon,” he said. “Doorways wipe your memory.”

    Being the gung-ho new science blogger that I am, I decided to investigate. And it’s true! Well, doorways don’t literally wipe your memory. But they do encourage your brain to dump whatever it was working on before and get ready to do something new. In one study, participants played a video game in which they had to carry an object either across a room or into a new room. Then they were given a quiz. Participants who passed through a doorway had more trouble remembering what they were doing. It didn’t matter if the video game display was made smaller and less immersive, or if the participants performed the same task in an actual room—the results were similar. Returning to the room where they had begun the task didn’t help: even context didn’t serve to jog folks’ memories.

    The researchers wrote that their results are consistent with what they call an “event model” of memory. They say the brain keeps some information ready to go at all times, but it can’t hold on to everything. So it takes advantage of what the researchers called an “event boundary,” like a doorway into a new room, to dump the old info and start over. Apparently my brain doesn’t care that my timer has seconds to go—if I have to go into the other room, I’m doing something new, and can’t remember that my previous task was antibody, idiot, you needed antibody.

    Read more at Scientific American, or the original study.

    I finally learned why I completely space when I cross to the other side of the lab, and that I’m apparently not alone.

    this is actually kind of great and it’s nice to know there’s something behind that constant spacing out whenever i enter a different place

    FINALLY AN EXPLANATION

    Woking (ptcpl. vb.): Standing in the kitchen wondering what you came in here for.

    - Douglas Adams, The Meaning of Liff

     
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    Notes: 529

    Reblogged from gracklesong

    Tags: rosewallwindowclimbunion

     
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    Reblogged from gracklesong

    Tags: serpentfernevegardenspiritual

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    rasarnava:

Snake Goddess (Green) by Mike Campbell

    rasarnava:

    Snake Goddess (Green) by Mike Campbell

     
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    The Bible is upside down and backwards.
God was the Serpent, offering the fruit of Wisdom, to Eve, whose womb is the root home of the Tree of Life.
It’s the devil who jealously hoarded knowledge and life to himself, and offered dominion as the cheap substitute.
And a whole testament later, when humanity couldn’t stand the loneliness and sin of dominion any longer, the same devil set himself up as the gatekeeper of Communion - that birthright stolen from us in the beginning, when we were driven out of the Garden and set up as puppet dominators over other creatures and each other.
Driven out lest we Know Good from Evil, Friend from Foe, and Live everlastingly in the continuity of all living things.
~ Thoughts
miaokuancha
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image credit: http://westcoastword.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/garden-of-eden.jpg

    The Bible is upside down and backwards.

    God was the Serpent, offering the fruit of Wisdom, to Eve, whose womb is the root home of the Tree of Life.

    It’s the devil who jealously hoarded knowledge and life to himself, and offered dominion as the cheap substitute.

    And a whole testament later, when humanity couldn’t stand the loneliness and sin of dominion any longer, the same devil set himself up as the gatekeeper of Communion - that birthright stolen from us in the beginning, when we were driven out of the Garden and set up as puppet dominators over other creatures and each other.

    Driven out lest we Know Good from Evil, Friend from Foe, and Live everlastingly in the continuity of all living things.

    ~ Thoughts

    miaokuancha

    *

    image credit: http://westcoastword.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/garden-of-eden.jpg

     
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    crescentmoon06:

by  Chad Gordon

    crescentmoon06:

    by  Chad Gordon

     
  13. Ba zi tai qing le
    The fortune teller said
    Your numbers are too light
    You will see ghosts.
    Sarah Bernhardt
    Her parents said
    When the placid child
    Went into hysterics over
    The suffering of others.
    She’s anemic
    The doctors said
    Her numbers are too low
    Hematocrit
    Blood pressure
    When she fainted
    On the back of a horse
    On a chair
    In a doorway.
    In the gate
    Where senses dissolve
    Where birds come to light
    The cat shares consciousness with her
    Hawks disrobe and become doves
    Dragonfly sits on her drum hoop
    To sing with her
    As she walks
    The dying stop by in her dreams
    Windowpanes fragment
    Into nameless shapes
    The ringing of pots in the kitchen
    Is an all encompassing noise
    As she sheds all self
    Becomes the untutored infant
    She gave birth to.

    ~ miaokuancha

    Sheddings