When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
I think this might be the best post of yours I’ve ever read
insulting on behalf of the MANY clown husbandry posts i have gifted to you over the years
i know this is probably the iveneverhadarelationship talking but it will forever be so crazy to me you can be someone’s best friend for like a decade and then a random man shows up and makes her cry a bunch and then 5 months later he’s the most important person in her life ever and you’ve been relegated to second place. and everyone thinks this is not just normal but expected
the most important thing to know about the UK isnt the tea or the baked beans or whatever. its that mr brightside has been charting on the uk top 100 for 475 weeks, or about 9 years straight. sometimes it just randomly rises up to the top 40 for no reason. the grip that song has on our souls should be studied.
i think the thing about batman’s no kill rule is that its essentially bruce saying “guilty people don’t deserve to be murdered on the street either, actually.” and he’s not wrong.
Imagine that one day as you’re walking on a hot sunny path, your hat jumps off your head and lands into a muddy ditch. And you look at your muddy hat and ask it: “What did you do that for?”
“I don’t want to be a burden anymore”, your hat answers. “You are always carrying me around, and I can’t carry you. That’s not fair.”
“I don’t mind carrying you, little idiot”, you tell your hat, “you hardly weight anything at all, and you shelter me from the sun.”
“But that’s different”, your hat protests. “I don’t mind the sun scorching on me. That happens anyway. It’s literally no trouble for me to shade you too.”
“Just the same it’s no trouble for me to carry you. But now, because you wanted to stop inconveniencing and bothering me, I am now hatless and you are in the dirt.”
hello Aesop; how’s the underworld been?
Every day I wake up and Hades kicks me in the nuts.
i think taylor swift wishes she was bisexual because she knows it would make her slightly more money. whereas sabrina carpenter wishes she was bisexual so she could have sex with someone who looks exactly like herself. and ariana grande wishes she was bisexual because she did too many designer drugs on the set of wicked and now she has kin memories of being glinda for real
when john green wrote “to fall in love with the world isn’t to ignore or overlook suffering, both human and otherwise. for me anyway, to fall in love with the world is to look up at the night sky and feel your mind swim before the beauty and the distance of the stars. it is to hold your children while they cry, to watch as the sycamore trees leaf out in june. when my breastbone starts to hurt, and my throat tightens, and tears well in my eyes, i want to look away from feeling. i want to deflect with irony, or anything else that will keep me from feeling directly. we all know how loving ends. but i want to fall in love with the world anyway, to let it crack me open. i want to feel what there is to feel while i am here”
