Posted 1 day ago

youngparis:

Cocoon and Evolved Metallic Mechanitis Butterfly Chrysalis from Costa Rica

Posted 2 days ago

nubbsgalore:

photos by matt smith from the Illawarra coast in new south wales of bluebottles, violet snails and blue dragons. 

despite its resemblance to the jellyfish, the bluebottle is more closely related to coral. known as a zooid, the bluebottle (or portugese man of war) is a colonial animal composed of many highly specialized and physiologically integrated individual organisms incapable of independent survival. 

the blue dragon — a type of nudibranch, here no larger than a thumbnail, with its own potent sting — is able to eat the nematocysts (stinging cells) of the bluebottle without discharging them and internally relocate them to the tips of each one of the fingers you can see in the pictures.

for their part, the violet snails also feed on the bluebottles.

notes matt, “despite their potentially dangerous sting, the bluebottle is an amazingly beautiful creature. with strong winds, hundreds of these cnidaria are blown into the bays around my home town and trapped overnight.”

this allows him to capture the above shots, which he creates with use of a fluorescent tube in his strobe light and a homemade waterproof lens dome.

Posted 2 days ago
Posted 2 days ago

Sam Heughan Outlander set

via: Outlander Italy

(Source: harington2heughan)

Posted 3 days ago




INCOMING SHUFFLESNUFFLER DETECTED
AUTOMATED DEFENSE SYSTEMS ONLINE
snufflesnufflesnuffle


BRACE YOURSELVES THE SNUFFLER IS COMING

INCOMING SHUFFLESNUFFLER DETECTED

AUTOMATED DEFENSE SYSTEMS ONLINE

snufflesnufflesnuffle

BRACE YOURSELVES THE SNUFFLER IS COMING

(Source: elliedijulio)

Posted 3 days ago
theopaquemindpalace:

tbskyen:

See that lady in the chair up there? Long story short: she’s more awesome than you, she’s more awesome than me, she’s more awesome than fried bacon Nutella, and she is more awesome than Florence Nightingale.
That lady is Mary Seacole, and this is a
Mary Seacole Appreciation Post
When the Crimean War broke out, Mary Seacole signed up as a nurse. Unfortunately, she was the daughter of a Scotsman and a Jamaican free woman in the Victorian British Empire, which meant she was treated with the kind of respect we reserve for shoplifters and murderers.Well, actually, we still allow murderers and shoplifters to vote, so scratch that and let’s just say fuck Westminster and everyone in it in the 19th century. Except John Stuart Mill, John Stuart Mill was alright, but only because of Harriet Taylor.
Mary Seacole wants to go help out soldiers fighting for the government, the government gives her a big fat middle finger. What does Mary Seacole do? She says “fuck that noise” and goes to the Crimean Peninsula by her goddamn self.  When she gets to the war, she goes to see Florence Nightingale: “Hey, Florence, I want to make people stop dying.” Nightingale says, “no, you’re not white enough and you’ll probably run a brothel or something” and sends her off. So what does Mary Seacole do? She builds a hotel.And I don’t mean, “she buys a shack someone left behind,” no, she builds a hotel, out of wood and iron scraps, on a motherfreaken battlefield, with the help of a few locals who aren’t dead yet. Take a couple of seconds to realize just how much of a badass you have to be to pull that off.
So, she’s got a hotel for British soldiers, all is fine and dandy, right? She’s safely away from the front-line serving tea to officers in her lovely little inn, right? Wrong! Every morning she makes like a gallon of food, loads it on donkeys and goes TOWARDS the explosions, because a bit of murderous artillery isn’t gonna stop  her being awesome. She spends basically the ENTIRE war getting shot at, bringing food to soldiers and dealing with bullet-wounds. And because she’s NOT a nurse or a British doctor, she understands that it’s a really good idea to wash her hands when dealing with sick people, and that keeping wounds clean is the no. 1 way of not putting ten tons of infection in them. Hell, while she’s out on the battlefield anyway, she even heals the ENEMY soldiers because a little bit of war isn’t a good enough reason to make her stop being the badassest lady for twelve million miles around.
Over where Nightingale is messing around, basically if you weren’t infected when you got in, you were GONNA be once you’d been there a while. Soldiers are croaking left and right and all around because they’re stuffed wall to wall and no-one knows how to spell the word “hygiene” yet. Not Nightingale’s fault, really, so much as all the stupid male doctors who didn’t understand how to listen to really smart Hungarians. You got shot in the Crimean, you wanted to go see Seacole. Cholera, yellow fever, dysentery? Seacole’s got your back. Hungry? Seacole makes, like, the BEST rice-pudding.
I want you to understand that when the Crimean War breaks out, Seacole is 48 years old. This at a time when people had a serious tendency to die before they were 30. It’s basically the equivalent of a 70-year old going to Afghanistan to help topple the Taliban!And then, after the war is over, not only is she one of the last people to go home, she’s also dirt poor because she spent all her money buying food and medicine for the soldiers and when the war was over she had to sell it to the freaken Russians just to get the creditors off her back. Poor and outliving like 80% of the general population ALREADY, she goes home to live another 25 years, as if she had yet to prove how much tougher she was than absolutely everybody else alive on the planet.
She’s impoverished, old and living in a society that mostly hates her for reflecting slightly less sunlight than they do, so what does she spend her time doing? Raising funds for charity. Like, obviously! Then, in 1857, the Indian Rebellion breaks out and people start dying again. At this point Seacole has spent over 3 years in war and poverty, basically having a footrace with Death, but the first damn thing she does is try and go to India to help people out. It takes the freaken Secretary of War to get her to stay home.
In 1881, Seacole dies at 76, and for the next 100 years, all anyone can talk about is how awesome Florence Nightingale was. It’s not until now in the 21st freaken century that anyone is particularly bothering to remember the single most awesome Scottish-Jamaican super-nurse ever, or include her in textbooks and history-classes. My point is this: let’s remember her on Tumblr.
"I have witnessed her devotion and her courage … and I trust that England will never forget one who has nursed her sick, who sought out her wounded to aid and succour them and who performed the last offices for some of her illustrious dead."—William Howard Russel, one of the first modern war-correspondents. 

Because how can I NOT reblog such awesome history?

theopaquemindpalace:

tbskyen:

See that lady in the chair up there? Long story short: she’s more awesome than you, she’s more awesome than me, she’s more awesome than fried bacon Nutella, and she is more awesome than Florence Nightingale.

That lady is Mary Seacole, and this is a

Mary Seacole Appreciation Post

When the Crimean War broke out, Mary Seacole signed up as a nurse. Unfortunately, she was the daughter of a Scotsman and a Jamaican free woman in the Victorian British Empire, which meant she was treated with the kind of respect we reserve for shoplifters and murderers.
Well, actually, we still allow murderers and shoplifters to vote, so scratch that and let’s just say fuck Westminster and everyone in it in the 19th century. Except John Stuart Mill, John Stuart Mill was alright, but only because of Harriet Taylor.

Mary Seacole wants to go help out soldiers fighting for the government, the government gives her a big fat middle finger. What does Mary Seacole do? She says “fuck that noise” and goes to the Crimean Peninsula by her goddamn self.  When she gets to the war, she goes to see Florence Nightingale: “Hey, Florence, I want to make people stop dying.” Nightingale says, “no, you’re not white enough and you’ll probably run a brothel or something” and sends her off. So what does Mary Seacole do? She builds a hotel.
And I don’t mean, “she buys a shack someone left behind,” no, she builds a hotel, out of wood and iron scraps, on a motherfreaken battlefield, with the help of a few locals who aren’t dead yet. Take a couple of seconds to realize just how much of a badass you have to be to pull that off.

So, she’s got a hotel for British soldiers, all is fine and dandy, right? She’s safely away from the front-line serving tea to officers in her lovely little inn, right? Wrong! Every morning she makes like a gallon of food, loads it on donkeys and goes TOWARDS the explosions, because a bit of murderous artillery isn’t gonna stop  her being awesome. She spends basically the ENTIRE war getting shot at, bringing food to soldiers and dealing with bullet-wounds. And because she’s NOT a nurse or a British doctor, she understands that it’s a really good idea to wash her hands when dealing with sick people, and that keeping wounds clean is the no. 1 way of not putting ten tons of infection in them. Hell, while she’s out on the battlefield anyway, she even heals the ENEMY soldiers because a little bit of war isn’t a good enough reason to make her stop being the badassest lady for twelve million miles around.

Over where Nightingale is messing around, basically if you weren’t infected when you got in, you were GONNA be once you’d been there a while. Soldiers are croaking left and right and all around because they’re stuffed wall to wall and no-one knows how to spell the word “hygiene” yet. Not Nightingale’s fault, really, so much as all the stupid male doctors who didn’t understand how to listen to really smart Hungarians. You got shot in the Crimean, you wanted to go see Seacole. Cholera, yellow fever, dysentery? Seacole’s got your back. Hungry? Seacole makes, like, the BEST rice-pudding.

I want you to understand that when the Crimean War breaks out, Seacole is 48 years old. This at a time when people had a serious tendency to die before they were 30. It’s basically the equivalent of a 70-year old going to Afghanistan to help topple the Taliban!
And then, after the war is over, not only is she one of the last people to go home, she’s also dirt poor because she spent all her money buying food and medicine for the soldiers and when the war was over she had to sell it to the freaken Russians just to get the creditors off her back. Poor and outliving like 80% of the general population ALREADY, she goes home to live another 25 years, as if she had yet to prove how much tougher she was than absolutely everybody else alive on the planet.

She’s impoverished, old and living in a society that mostly hates her for reflecting slightly less sunlight than they do, so what does she spend her time doing? Raising funds for charity. Like, obviously! Then, in 1857, the Indian Rebellion breaks out and people start dying again. At this point Seacole has spent over 3 years in war and poverty, basically having a footrace with Death, but the first damn thing she does is try and go to India to help people out. It takes the freaken Secretary of War to get her to stay home.

In 1881, Seacole dies at 76, and for the next 100 years, all anyone can talk about is how awesome Florence Nightingale was. It’s not until now in the 21st freaken century that anyone is particularly bothering to remember the single most awesome Scottish-Jamaican super-nurse ever, or include her in textbooks and history-classes. My point is this: let’s remember her on Tumblr.

"I have witnessed her devotion and her courage … and I trust that England will never forget one who has nursed her sick, who sought out her wounded to aid and succour them and who performed the last offices for some of her illustrious dead."—William Howard Russel, one of the first modern war-correspondents. 

Because how can I NOT reblog such awesome history?

Posted 3 days ago
Posted 3 days ago
Fluff rice with a fork, never stir it with a spoon.
Vaseline is the best night time eye cream on the market.
You can buy alcohol and chips with your parents’ gas station credit cards.
If you force something, you’ll break it. That could be good or bad.
It’s important to read the care tags on your clothing and follow those instructions.
Related: don’t wash and dry j. crew wool sweaters.
Changing your car’s oil is not optional.
Whatever physical objects you acquire you will one day have to put into a box and move.
You’re allowed to disagree with negative feedback.
It’s always worth reading the instruction manual.
Nostalgia, like any drug, can be a poison or a remedy.
Pets are like human friends but better in every conceivable way.
Good doctors listen more than they talk.
You can’t fix a burned roux.
Floss.
Just because someone is an authority figure does not mean they are intelligent/competent/right.
Measure twice, cut once.
Get your nice jeans and dress pants tailored by a professional.
If you’re uncomfortable wearing it you will not look good.
You’re not required to drink alcohol while in a bar.
There are a few things that cure all ills: the beach, your favorite album on vinyl, and fresh garlic.
Kindness is not weakness.
Baking soda is not baking powder.
Taking Excedrin P.M. while still in public is not advisable.
Terrible people will succeed. Wonderful people will fail. The world is not fair.
Appropriate footwear is always key.
You can absolutely be too forgiving.
Real humor punches up, not down.
Reading the assigned chapters will actually help you learn the material.
There are no adults. Everyone is as clueless as you are.
Applying eyeliner well is a timeless art.
You can always leave. Awkward dates, suffocating jobs, hometowns that you outgrow, relationships that aren’t growing in the right direction.
You can always come home again.
But it won’t be the same.
Life is too short for bad books, boring movies, crappy people, and margarine.
Never underestimate the importance of eyebrows.
Posted 3 days ago

heartwolf:

STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND LOOK AT THIS HAPPY GOAT INSTEAD

image

(Source: heartwolf-archive)

Posted 3 days ago
bublog:

It’s the weekend, and BABY BUB can hardly contain herself.

bublog:

It’s the weekend, and BABY BUB can hardly contain herself.

Posted 3 days ago

asylum-art:

Daryl Feril

on Behance

Daryl Feril is a 24 year-old self taught illustrator & graphic designer from Bacolod City, Philippines. His style is a freestyle mix of edgy hand-drawn sketches, flowing lines, curves, blowing watercolor and digital. He loves drawing girls, typography & vector illustrations.

Posted 4 days ago
Posted 4 days ago
thegreenwolf:

congalineofdurin:

baka-kashi:

with-both-my-hearts:

chiltonomics:

the-lost-time-lord:

viitypesofeverything:

tekeli-li-tekeli-li:

hoopxo:

qoax:

sociallubrication:

The Lions Mane Jellyfish is the largest jellyfish in the world. They have been swimming in arctic waters since before dinosaurs (over 650 million years ago) and are among some of the oldest surviving species in the world.
Absolutely wow.

I’m going to cry

that is absolutely horrifying.

HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT THING!

Why am I finding out about this now??

"Foolish creature of the flesh. I am ancient. I am forever. I have seen Empires rise and fall. I have seen entire species wither to cinders. I have seen the depths and the cold and the abyss that lay beyond. You are no more a nuisance to me than plankton. You are so insignificant, and I am so exquisitely eternal that I am the closest thing you will have to a God."-What I imagine the jellyfish would say to a human

DON’T

GET ME STARTED

ON THESE MOTHERFUCKERS


That is horrifying.

If that’s scary, than say hello to my little friend, the “Stygiomedusa gigantea.” This guy has only been spotted 18 times, and filmed only twice.Its is also about 6 meters long and about a meter wide. Sadly it doesn’t have stingers, but it will still eat. It kinda just engulfs all it’s prey. I’m not real sure.Aren’t Jellyfish so great? Because I think they are evil.

I dated a guy once who was convinced in all seriousness that jellyfish were alien life forms and that all the proof we needed for outside life visiting us was already in the ocean

Okay. That first picture? NOT REAL. Yes, these jellies get HUGE, but the largest one ever found was only about 7 1/2 feet across; the ‘shop in the first pic makes the thing look like it’s thirty feet across, which just isn’t happening. And keep in mind that the other pics with humans in them are specifically composed so that the jelly looks larger in comparison to the diver, who is further away from the camera.

thegreenwolf:

congalineofdurin:

baka-kashi:

with-both-my-hearts:

chiltonomics:

the-lost-time-lord:

viitypesofeverything:

tekeli-li-tekeli-li:

hoopxo:

qoax:

sociallubrication:

The Lions Mane Jellyfish is the largest jellyfish in the world. They have been swimming in arctic waters since before dinosaurs (over 650 million years ago) and are among some of the oldest surviving species in the world.

Absolutely wow.

I’m going to cry

that is absolutely horrifying.

HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT THING!

Why am I finding out about this now??

"Foolish creature of the flesh. I am ancient. I am forever. I have seen Empires rise and fall. I have seen entire species wither to cinders. I have seen the depths and the cold and the abyss that lay beyond. You are no more a nuisance to me than plankton. You are so insignificant, and I am so exquisitely eternal that I am the closest thing you will have to a God."
-What I imagine the jellyfish would say to a human

DON’T

image

GET ME STARTED

image

ON THESE MOTHERFUCKERS

image

That is horrifying.

If that’s scary, than say hello to my little friend, the “Stygiomedusa gigantea.” 



This guy has only been spotted 18 times, and filmed only twice.



Its is also about 6 meters long and about a meter wide. 
Sadly it doesn’t have stingers, but it will still eat. It kinda just engulfs all it’s prey. I’m not real sure.

Aren’t Jellyfish so great? Because I think they are evil.

I dated a guy once who was convinced in all seriousness that jellyfish were alien life forms and that all the proof we needed for outside life visiting us was already in the ocean

Okay. That first picture? NOT REAL. Yes, these jellies get HUGE, but the largest one ever found was only about 7 1/2 feet across; the ‘shop in the first pic makes the thing look like it’s thirty feet across, which just isn’t happening. And keep in mind that the other pics with humans in them are specifically composed so that the jelly looks larger in comparison to the diver, who is further away from the camera.

Posted 4 days ago

thegreenwolf:

creativepaperandtimeyclocks:

masqueradehfx:

bl-ossomed:

Mercury, Venus, and Saturn align with the Pyramids of Giza for the first time in 2,737 years on December 3, 2012

i’ve never reblogged anything so fast

Fav

The last time this happened, an Egyptian Pharaoh was there to see it.

Ooooooh

My


Gooooooooooooooood

This is STILL going around? Folks, please check Snopes. First, that’s a ‘shop. Second, alignments happen every few years. 

(Source: arpleiadian)

Posted 4 days ago

eyelostmymarbles:

What a bunch of A-holes…”