peelingmandarins:

“A child free from the guilt of ownership and the burden of economic competition will grow up with the will to do what needs doing and the capacity for joy in doing it. It is useless work that darkens the heart. The delight of the nursing mother, of the scholar, of the successful hunter, of the good cook, of the skillful maker, of anyone doing needed work and doing it well—this durable joy is perhaps the deepest source of human affection and of sociality as a whole.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin, from The Dispossessed (via firstfullmoon)

dogmotif:

if you’re not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like

apisashla:

genderfluid-dynamics:

apisashla:

Every time I go out to visit the midwest or mountain west I’m baffled as to how anyone lives in these gigantic flat plains or giant bowl valleys between mountains with no trees to speak of. It’s nature’s panopticon. You can go inside I guess but that roof can’t hide you from God like the woods can. It’s gorgeous of course but I’m going back to Mirkwood where I can think my wicked little thoughts in peace, thank you very much.

i feel the same except the complete opposite. the mountains are nice to visit but how does anyone live there? you don’t know what’s hiding in there. peace is endless flat plains, nothing but you and the angel you’re struggling with.

fascinating! enjoy the type of horror that feels like home to you and I will do the same xoxo