I love how ominous and cryptically poetic the ravens part sounds
I was really hesitant when my mom said she wanted to go to this wolf dog sanctuary several hours south of us. I didn’t want to be a tourist for a shady off brand zoo. But I looked the place up before agreeing. They’re completely aboveboard, all animals are spayed/neutered when entering the haven and they’re all given the space and respect they deserve.
The sanctuary serves as education and warning. Don’t get wolf dogs is practically emblazoned on every sign.
All the animals were high content, 95% wolf were most common. Their lowest was about 75% and his silly curled tail marked him as doggier than any of the others, yet he still had a sad story of being dumped in a shipping crate for days because he was too much for a house pet. Probably because he’s largely a wolf.
At the end the owner invited their two friendly ambassador animals to see if they’d like to say hello. They both did. I was politely sniffed and had my chin gently licked by the older male. The younger female demanded aggressive belly rubs and then set about biting the owner in a rough game that only she enjoyed.
Overhead ravens swooped in the treetops and made eerie eldritch calls to each other, like an echoing plink of water at the bottom of a well. It was honestly such a day.
Lumi, my favorite wolf of the day as tax he was huge and gangly and paced the fence staring at me, perhaps remembering the eighteen year old girl who had kept him in an apartment to be bred before he came to the sanctuary.
Since the name I was going to use for my solo music career, Will Wood, is already taken by some nobody with a ukulele, I’ve decided I will start releasing music under the pseudonym Paul Penis. Keep your ears open everyone, check your Spotifys for Paul Penis, big things are coming from future hit indie musician Paul Penis.
Coffee-loving Pyrausta Moth (Pyrausta tyralis), family Crambidae, Montgomery County, TX, USA
photograph by Paxon Kale CC
May 7, 1914 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
franz kafka does his work lying on bed like schoolgirl - animated adaptation of that one meme that circulated the internet... / september 2024.
Poppy blooming. Nuria Martinez Marquez.
你看过我的新版画吗? There are new sizes and i added posters!!
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God I hate how normalized not being in control of your own devices has become. My phone updates in the middle of the night without asking me shit or getting my consent for anything and its like "Oh hi I'm your new AI, please enjoy this forced overlay that you can't exit out of until you go through my tutorial"
"Great fuck you, I would like to uninstall you" "Oh I'm sorry you can't uninstall me! I'm a core system application and if you uninstall me your phone won't function correctly despite the fact that I did not exist yesterday and your phone worked fine" "....." "You can disable parts of my functionality but I will always be here and I will pop up notifications asking you to re-enable me unless you figure out how to disable those too! Then I will still show up in a different color at the top of your settings application telling you that you need to 'fix" a 'problem' with your phone, that problem being that I am disabled. Does that help?"
Like, you know what I can do on my desktop? "sudo pacman -Rdd linux" , this will just fucking remove the entire linux kernel. Fundamentally breaking my computer until I boot up a live disk and chroot in and reinstall it or whatever, and the computer will go "Are you sure (y/n)" or whatever and i'm like "y" and it will just go "Ok you got it boss"
But its mine, I get to do what I want with it. I control the computer, the computer does not control me. I refuse to cede control to my phone or anything else. The thing is a lot of people will joke that like "Oh I love just letting the machine tell me what to do, I don't know what I'm doing, it knows best" or whatever but the thing you have to realize is that when you say that you are abstracting away that "the phone" or whatever is not some value neutral logic driven robot like from sci-fi, it is a collection of the the capitalistic and fascistic desires of the tech oligarch fuckwits that are burning the world to the ground right now. You aren't submitting to the phone, you are submitting to Musk, Bezos, Nadella, Pichai, Cook and all those other evil bastards.
Fuck them, fuck their little AI toys, and fuck this.
in decent quality too!
here is the archive collection of these films so you can favorite on there/save if desired.
links below
black girl (1966) dir. ousmane sembene
the battle of algiers (1966) dir. gillo pontecorvo
paris, texas (1984) dir. wim wenders
desert hearts (1985) dir. donna deitch
harold and maude (1973) dir. hal ashby
los olvidados (1952) dir. luis bunuel
walkabout (1971) dir. nicolas roag
rope (1948) dir alfred hitchcock
freaks (1932) dir. tod browning
frankenstein (1931) dir. james whale
sunset boulevard (1950) dir billy wilder
fantastic planet (1973) dir. rené laloux
jeanne dielman (1975) dir. chantal akerman
the color of pomegranates (1969) dir. sergei parajanov
all about eve (1950) dir. joseph l. mankiewicz
gilda (1946) dir. charles vidor
the night of the hunter (1950) dir. charles laughton
the invisible man (1931) dir. james whale
COLLECTION of georges méliès shorts
rebecca (1940) dir. alfred hitchcock
brief encounter (1946) dir. david lean
to be or not to be (1942) dir. ernst lubitsch
a place in the sun (1951) dir george stevens
eyes without a face (1960) dir. georges franju
double indeminity (1944) dir. billy wilder
wild strawberries (1957) dir. ingmar bergman
shame (1968) dir. ingmar bergman
through a glass darkly (1961) dir. ingmar bergman
persona (1961) dir. ingmar bergman
winter light (1963) dir. ingmar bergman
the ascent (1977) dir. larisa shepitko
the devil, probably (1977) dir. robert bresson
cleo from 5 to 7 (1962) dir. agnes varda
alien (1979) dir. ridley scott + its sequels
after hours (1985) dir. martin scorsese
halloween (1978) dir. john carpenter
the watermelon woman (1996) dir. cheryl dune