Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true? George R.R. Martin

NASA just landed a rover on Mars, this is the very first picture.  This JUST happened minutes ago.
1:42am EST 8/6/2012

It’s in color
holy shit
that’s fucking MARS you guys

I just need this on my blog again. This wonderful picture :’D

science is good fuck yes go NASA

Wow almost a year has past and this is still one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.

Van Gogh’s “The Starry Night” and Hokusai’s “The Great Wave off Kanagawa” in one painting
I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it. Winona Ryder (via everyday-islike-sunday)

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Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up

Banksy painting in Bristol

Either crown me, or kiss my ass
  • Tony Abbott:

    [pays tribute to Gough Whitlam]

  • Tony Abbott:

    [tears down everything that Gough Whitlam built up]