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I nailed this in 2016. It only keeps getting more real. Can’t wait to put out this new one, been working on since! It’s so good! Ugh the process is killing me, so close to done. Meantime bone up amazon.com/I-Human-Lori-Harf…
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“This is called #synchronicity - a state in which you almost feel as if you are in a collaborative arrangement with fate.”
— Wayne Dyer
[ #Art • “Pagoda Gate Glow” by odellhussey ]
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Just in case anyone is wondering: I live in Paris; if I didn’t have X dot com I would have no idea there are riots in France.
Had my mind @knockedloose tonight! Thanks for coming to Brooklyn! I needed the adjustment!
Saw that coming 10 years ago theresident.net/i-human
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The Flood story was real.
Before Noah there was Utnapishtim and before him there was Atrahasis, and yes before him there was Ziusudra.
All from different eras and different people but its the same fucking story.
Humanity faces annihilation by water and one man is warned.
He is told to prepare a massive vessel.
Life is preserved aboard it.
The world gets crushed by the flood.
The survivor emerges afterward and offers sacrifice.
By the time we reach Utnapishtim in Gilgamesh, we even get the birds being released to see whether the waters have gone down.
Then centuries later we get Noah.
Genesis did not invent the Flood story.
The Hebrews inherited a tradition that was already ancient.
Did the Sumerians invent it?
I seriously doubt it.
Writing appears pretty late in the human story.
People were telling stories around fires for tens of thousands of years before anybody knew cuneform.
The oldest version we possess is not necessarily the oldest version.
Its the oldest version that we have.
There have been all kinds of deadly floods in the past that we have evidence of, but something that traumatic doent get forgotten.
Someone remembered a flood so big that it stayed in the human memory for .. well... ever!
Ziusudra. Atrahasis. Utnapishtim. Noah.
I don't think we're looking at four separate flood stories.
I think we're looking at four surviving layers of an really old human memory.
My question is how fucking old was the story already when Sumer wrote it down?
I know it’s so corny when I post this shit but I really mean it, it’s so great to be alive, being mud that gets to sit up, I love it! Hi people! I hope you have all the happiness in the world!
funny! that was the name of my band in high school
Wild moment LA gadfly storms City Hall meeting and humiliates Karen Bass in front of stunned councilors trib.al/9MXCTyX
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My face hinge fell open and I couldn’t believe my looking blobs when I read that.
Very hot drinks may damage the food pipe and increase cancer risk bbc.in/4xVjrOf
“…that’s what i love about art: it takes on a life of its own.”
Same!
This is one of the most famous paintings in America, and almost everything you assume about the two people standing in it is wrong...
The painting is American Gothic, made by Grant Wood in 1930, and it hangs in the Art Institute of Chicago. It actually began with the house: Wood spotted a small white farmhouse in Eldon, Iowa, with a pointed Gothic window set into its upper floor, the kind of refined, churchlike window you would expect on a cathedral, not a plain country home. He decided to paint it, and then, in his words, "the kind of people I fancied should live in that house."
The man with the pitchfork was Wood's own dentist, Dr. Byron McKeeby. The woman was Wood's sister, Nan. And here is the detail most people get wrong: they are not husband and wife. Wood always insisted the pair were a father and his grown daughter. Nan, embarrassed to be seen as the wife of a man twice her age, spent years correcting people on exactly this point.
When it was first shown, the people it seemed to portray were furious. Iowans took it as an insult, a mocking picture of joyless country folk, and one farmwife reportedly said Wood ought to have his head bashed in. But he swore there was no ridicule in it. He only wanted to paint the people he had known all his life, the stoic dignity of the rural Midwest, with honesty rather than contempt. He had trained in Paris and come home seeing his own place with new eyes. As he put it: "I had to go to France to appreciate Iowa."
Then history took the meaning out of his hands, and that’s what i love about art: it takes on a life of its own. As the Great Depression deepened, a hungry and frightened country looked at these two faces and no longer saw mockery. It saw survival. The pitchfork, the plain clothes, the refusal to bend, all of it became a portrait of the American spirit holding the line while everything else collapsed...
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I case you were wondering 🤣🤣
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