Dowry

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via Toothpast for Dinner

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wildcoyote

I am very salty.

I am very salty. You know, salt-of-the-Earth kind of person. And I can't help but to keep thinking of the Way the Universe works. You know, the Tao and all that. It also helps, of course, to have a good deal of common sense. I imagine how there may be other life on other planets as we steadily gain the opportunity to perceive it. I imagine what they will be like compared to humanity. And I find myself hoping that they really aren't like us at all.

Humanity. Human beings. Homo sapiens. We sure don't know a hell of a whole lot for being so damn sapient. I mean, about existence, about balance, about the cycles of things, and how to live a life in harmony and stasis in the environment around you. All you have to do is observe the modern media, politics, or visit to your local Mega Mart to realize that a great deal of humanity is completely ignorant.

Blatantly ignorant, what's more. Oh, that's not to say they're apathetic, however. They care about these things, but not enough to make a real change; not enough to change how they behave, live, think. Change is inconvenient. It interferes with their busy little personalities and business schedules. It interferes with their marriages and their television programs. But they care in a "oh, that's terrible but there's really nothing I can do about it," kind-of-way. Well keep using up all your planet's resources to live your expensive, important little lives. One day it will all just be burned up, consumed by the Sun: nothing more than vapor and plasma. 

But long before that happens, our gorgeous, special planet Earth will be a used-up, wasted little husk of post-humanity trash and carnage. And this--because of blatantly ignorant people like these and their addiction to the talking heads on television--will be our grand, human legacy to the Universe. There are nearly 7 BILLION people on the planet. I believe there was a phrase intended to convey the particular sentiment of this very statistic: It is called, "What The Fuck?"

How can anyone honestly believe that we can just zip around to the Mall and the Grocery Store when this is our present reality? Just use something and throw it away. Well, let me tell you how long it takes landfills to decompose. Some of it virtually never does. Let me also tell you how quickly they fill up. These giant lakes and oceans of trash can be seen from SPACE. And they grow like festering wounds, giant boils of human filth and refuse upon the face of our Mother Earth.

But I care. I really, REALLY genuinely care about these things. Because, in understand the Way, you must come to understand the How, the What, the When, and the Why. Well, in coming to understand these things, I have come to some pretty pathetic, embarrassing conclusions. And I find myself unable to do anything about all of this nonsense because of the strains and bonds that modern society has placed upon me. Needing cars and cellular phones and all other manner of our pretentious technology, that is "making a better world." All of these virtually pointless, precocious little things that one simply can't live without. Well guess what? Our world was just fine until humans somehow developed the clever idea that you could Boss People Around. Then, we decided that in order to Boss People Around, you had to really make them afraid of you for some reason. The Power of Deities. Satan and his fiery inferno called Hell. Death and disease and starvation. Infidels, heretics, and blasphemers. Losing all your hard-earned money. Secret agents. Nuclear warheads. Total economic collapse. Natural disasters and catastrophes. We also decided to sell them things, investing all our collective faith in the grand idea of monetary, arbitrary value. You need these things, you do! You simply couldn't bear to live without them. You surely couldn't survive without them, could you?

So when I am out working in my garden, riding my bicycle, swimming in the river, studying and wondering over Nature in her incredible majesty and infinite mystery, and busily trying to understand the Way Everything Works, I think about these people and it makes my Soul, my secret self, burn with anger. And (thanks to Yoda) we know what anger leads to: hate. And Hate leads to suffering.

But it's all so unfair! Why should I suffer this burden, when no one cares enough to do anything about it? HOW CAN THEY JUST SIT THERE AND NOT GIVE A DAMN?!

We are on a bullet train toward the brink of self-annihilation and people are too busy drinking double-tall, white mocha creme latte with little brown sprinkles and reading magazines to observe or care.

Self-important, bellicose, materialistic little bastards! I think that's what life on another planet would think of us when they got to know us even just a little bit.

And this is the grand legacy of our species. TA-DAAaaaAA!

I told you I was feeling rather salty.

Monster

In recent News...

via Los Angeles Times

by Christopher Knight

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Let's take a look at the real Federal budget, shall we?

Are we safe yet?

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Gaddafi, you have already lost, you just don't know it yet.




wildcoyote

Varieties

The Very Many Varieties of BEER!

Click on the image above to get the high-res version!

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wildcoyote

Manatee

Today's Tip: GO check out Miss Manatee!

The Vinegar Tasters (嘗醋翁) [Lao Tzu, Buddha, and Confucius as the Three Sours]

(excerpt from, The Butterfly)

Nothing that gets posted matters anymore. There is so much information, none of it matters. Everyone knows that terrible things are happening in the world, so why read about it? "Because it's history!" Well guess what, someday I'll be dead and I won't remember human history and I don't care. I don't care to inundate my consciousness with tragedy and mania in the name of being "plugged in." And someday humans are gonna be extinct, and later the Earth is gonna get swallowed up by the Sun, and everything we've ever thought up or built or cried over or wasted our money on will all just be vapor and plasma.  

I'm info-tigued. TIRED OF INFORMATION! And so are you. What the fuck are you doing here anyway? Nobody reads this blog, don't you know that? 

[read on...]

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and if you should wish to learn all there is to learn about the

Manatees: the mermaid's ambassadors

you may click on the picture or link above :)

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 also worthy of mention due to potential hilarity are

&

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winning at blogging.

wildcoyote

If

If

by Rudyard Kipling

(written in 1910 for his 12-year-old son, John)

If you can keep your head when all about you

     Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

     But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

     Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated don't give way to hating

     And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,

     If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim,

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

     And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

     Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

     And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools,

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

     And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

     And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

     To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And hold on when there is nothing in you

     Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with cowards and keep your virtue,

     Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

     If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

     With sixty seconds worth of distance run

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

     And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

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wildcoyote

Narnia

Probably one of the best works of children's fiction ever written.

I highly recommend you try it! Read it to your kids, even!

Love,

wildcoyote

Enzymes

Enzymes

by

Freelance Whales

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also, go check out Active Child @ RCRDLBL.com!


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Human Planet
via BBC

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wildcoyote

Rango

Here

While you're here, why not put on some music? These places will take you there!

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sweet , sweet tunage.

wildcoyote

ThunderCats!

Thing

Relativity

special thanks to mah gurl over at Word Travels for this one:

The Scale of the Universe

Seriously, go check this out. Now.

DO IT.
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“It is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.”
- Dr. Carl Sagan


“We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.”
- Stephen Hawking


“We simply do not understand our place in the universe--and have not the courage to admit it.”
- Barry Lopez
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makes one feel both reassured and insignificant, huh?


wildcoyote