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A sporadic documentation of Kerry Melody's web trawling.


Randy Conner
“Cosmos”  - 2013
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deadvibe:

can you imagine how great this would be
The hedgehog’s dilemma, or sometimes the porcupine dilemma, is an analogy about the challenges of human intimacy. It describes a situation in which a group of hedgehogs all seek to become close to one another in order to share heat during cold weather. They must remain apart, however, as they cannot avoid hurting one another with their sharp spines. Though they all share the intention of a close reciprocal relationship, this may not occur for reasons they cannot avoid.
Both Arthur Schopenhauer and Sigmund Freud have used this situation to describe what they feel is the state of individual in relation to others in society. The hedgehog’s dilemma suggests that despite goodwill, human intimacy cannot occur without substantial mutual harm, and what results is cautious behavior and weak relationships. With the hedgehog’s dilemma, one is recommended to use moderation in affairs with others both because of self-interest, as well as out of consideration for others. The hedgehog’s dilemma is used to justify or explain introversion and isolationism.
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mapetitchoux:

My great-grandma was a mermaid
thehauntedrocket:

Snake Slain by Dunkmunkee
tacticalhoneybadger:

He was the prince that was promised, the stone that the builder refused that would start a new foundation for the Targaryen dynasty to be built upon. He was Aegon ressurected, with hair spun from silver thread and eyes chiseled from amethyst. He had never met a man he could not defeat, he had never met a castle he could not sack, and by all the gods new and old and forgotten he had surely been the one most loved by all. … 
…And yet, none of that could ever stop the man who’s heart was broken. No stores of food could stave off his hunger for violence, no rivers of wine could slake his thirst for vengeance, and no house of whores in all of Westeros could sate his lust for Targaryen blood. Brutish, barbaric, and yet somehow he was turned into a conquering hero with a golden, stag-adorned banner stained with the blood of flowers, dancing sand horses, and dragons. The armies of a three hundred year old dynasty was brought to bear and couldn’t match his unyielding fury.
There were no immovable objects, just two unstoppable forces colliding together at a three forked river that was running its waters into a bloody hell. Seven Kingdoms couldn’t pour enough bodies into the bottomless pit left in Robert Baratheon’s soul, and not even the prince of dragons; the lord of light’s rumored incarnation could stop the bloody swath he’d cut through history.
 
He was Robert Baratheon, first of his name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and undisputed sovereign of the Seven Kingdoms..
 
And you would never find a more broken man behind his bearded smile.
bad-postcards:

REAL MEN CAN DOWN 15 SIX-PACKS


FRANKENMUTH BAVARIAN INNFrankenmuth, Michigan
One of the world’s largest steins. Made in Germany. Capacity—90 12 oz. bottles of beer or 8-1/2 gallons. Weight 75 lbs. The inscription on the stein reads as follows: “Whoever can empty this tankard shall be called a real man.”

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pyrexpirate:

the happiest days of my life were when you could type “artist - album mediafire” in to google and find any album you wanted in seconds

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