Hi, my name is Emily. I am currently on hiatus because I am learning to commune with nature and other people and shit. See you in June???

hey hey hey check out this thing my friend wrote about black women as the other women

Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Monday, March 24, 2014

fionagoode:

FAVORITE FICTIONAL LADIES 1/?? :: LANA WINTERS

I do hope you know what you’re in for. The loneliness, the heartbreak, the sacrifice you’ll face as a woman with a dream on her own.

apriki:

His username is Allison. His password is also Allison.

apriki:

His username is Allison. His password is also Allison.

vulcandroid:

constellation-funk:

careydraws:

Written in the Bones. New comic, written by Christopher M. Jones & illustrated by Carey Pietsch.

I’m hoping to have printed copies of this at MOCCA, ABPCC, and TCAF this spring, and SPX in the fall! More info to come.

Me and Carey worked really hard on this comic; if you got something from it I’d love for you to reblog it, and maybe even buy a copy from Carey when she’s in town or even if she’s not. Thanks so much for reading. 

awkwardsituationist:

for over a thousand years, the indigenous nenets people have moved seasonally with their reindeer along ancient migration routes in the yamal peninsula. but this remote region of northwest siberia, a vast tundra wilderness that stretches deep into the arctic ocean, is now under heavy threat from global warming.

traditionally, the nenets cross the frozen ob river in november and set up camp in the southern forests around nadym, where their reindeer graze on moss and lichen pastures. in recent years, however, this annual winter pilgrimage has been delayed until late december when the river is thick enough to traverse.

“our reindeer were hungry. there wasn’t enough pasture,” jakov japtik, a nenets reindeer herder, said. “the snow is melting sooner, quicker and faster than before. in spring it’s difficult for the reindeer to pull the sledges. they get tired.” added sergie hudi, “the reindeer for us are everything — our home, our food, our warmth and our transportation.”

last year the nenets arrived at a regular summer camping spot only to discover that half of the lake had drained away after a landslide. while landslides do occur naturally, scientists say there is unmistakable evidence that yamal’s ancient permafrost is melting. winter temperatures, for example, have gone up ten degrees celsius in the last hundred years.

”it’s an indication of the global warming process,” says vladimir tchouprov for greenpeace russia. “the melting of russia’s permafrost could have catastrophic results for the world by releasing billions of tonnes of carbon dioxide and methane that was previously trapped in the frozen soil.” he adds that if temperatures continue to climb, much of russia’s northern region will be turned into impenetrable swamp.

the yamal peninsula also contains the biggest gas reserves on the planet, and gazprom, russia’s state energy giant, is building several ambitious infrastructure projects across the tundra which threaten the peninsula’s delicate arctic ecology and disrupt the nenets’ migration routes.

photos by bryan and cherry alexander (previously featured). story adapted from luke harding for the guardian and joanna eede for survival international. (previous climate change and arctic posts)

Sunday, March 23, 2014

i am in chicago and am spiraling into a black hole of hockey

"I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories. A war story is a black space. On the one side is before and on the other side is after, and what is inside belongs only to the dead."
Deathless, Catherynne M. Valente (via sansalovesmargaery)
Saturday, March 22, 2014
"When you’re young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time in your hands, tossing it away. You’re your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too — leave them behind. You don’t yet know about the habit they have, of coming back.

Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you’ve been."
Margaret Atwood, “The Blind Assassin”
other-side-of-the-universe:

Please don’t tap the glass—an illustration about missing friends and visiting aquariums—February 2014

other-side-of-the-universe:

Please don’t tap the glass—an illustration about missing friends and visiting aquariums—February 2014

Friday, March 21, 2014
 
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