If, I may just point out for the enlightenment of all, honesty rarely gets you honor and rarer still will it actually accomplish it’s goal.


Samurai Chess Set with a built-in zen garden


Samurai Chess Set with a built-in zen garden

(Source: designbuzz.com)


A beauty from Indonesia: 
Montage: Herry Rasio 60 x 30 x 40 cm - 72 liters Lighting: 36 x 1watt High Power Led Filtration: DIY canister filter Flora: Mini Christmass, Flame, weeping, Riccardia, Buchepalandra, Rotala Walichi, Tennelus Fauna: 9 Red nose, 6 Red cherry shrimp


A beauty from Indonesia

Montage: Herry Rasio 
60 x 30 x 40 cm - 72 liters 
Lighting: 36 x 1watt High Power Led 
Filtration: DIY canister filter 
Flora: Mini Christmass, Flame, weeping, Riccardia, Buchepalandra, Rotala Walichi, Tennelus 
Fauna: 9 Red nose, 6 Red cherry shrimp

All my life, I have run from confrontation, hidden from the truth, and shut down my emotions to cope with things. I didn’t even know I was doing it, but from the point of 5 years old I have known how to and have done it when I get scared. The word “no” has terrified me to the point where I have been afraid to ask for things for fear of it. Words sworn in anger or frustration make me beg for forgiveness; sure I’ve committed a wrong worthy of punishment. I don’t know how to say “stop” or retract consent.

I cannot contain myself. I don’t know how to hold myself together when I get scared. The slap of a falling item, shoved in anger, can send me fleeing from the room barely containing tears to melt into hysterics.  A raised hand and I cringe, unsure if it will land on me. I cannot comprehend certain manners of logic, and I lash out in frustration or anger or fade away into silence.

Things that shouldn’t terrify me to the point that I search my existence for explanation and find my hands empty, with nothing to hold on to that will rationalize my terror. I blame others and skirt around my own blames. I help others, reaching out not for the gain it will present to them but that gain I will receive. 

I am young…but already I have learned to hide. I managed to figure out how to share, but it truth…it was a terrible lesson to have learned. I cannot control the rush that pours from me and in lacking that control; I have hurt the very people who for some ungodly reason have decided to love me. 

I don’t know who I am. I don’t know who you are. But I wish this game could end here. This is all one big game you see, with different players and different rules, none of which I’ve managed to learn. 


Bonsai miniature apple tree with ripe apple


Bonsai miniature apple tree with ripe apple


World’s smallest bonsai tree. Only 22mm tall!


World’s smallest bonsai tree. Only 22mm tall!

(Source: facebook.com)




Andrew Neweys Striking Photographs of Traditional Honey Hunters in Nepal

With funding from the Austrian government, the International Center for Integrated Mountain Development (ICIMOD) is addressing problems arising from commercialisation of honey hunting and the impact of tourism through the Himalayan Honeybees project. Coordinators of the project aim to work with traditional honey hunters to preserve their sustainable harvesting techniques. They also hope to find an effective way of regulating harvests by only licensing those with proven knowledge and experience, limiting the number of nests harvested and implementing a system of fines and punishment. The overall aim is to help communities reap financial benefit from an indigenous resource while preserving a bee species that will ensure the pollination of crops and maintenance of plant biodiversity in the long term. 

via The Guardian

i thought the first three pics were concept art for an alien scifi project. this is so cool.


(Source: asylum-art, via gilgamaddiehempdaddy)







not just followers, everyone.


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The best part is, this post actually does something, it offers support, unlike one of those useless “reblog if you care” posts.

Exactly. Which is why I’ll reblog this one.

(Source: cali4niadreaming, via drawnsheep)


imagine a muggleborn in hogwarts starts singing Bohemian Rhapsody under their breath and then another muggleborn notices and starts singing along

and then suddenly all the muggleborns in the area are belting out the lyrics and head banging and every single pureblood is left utterly confused

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