![A photographed page from a book, on which the poem "Come. And Be My Baby" by Maya Angelou is printed. It reads: The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that’ll burn Some people wrap their lies around a cocktail glass And you sit wondering where you’re going to turn I got it. Come. And be my baby. Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrow But others say we’ve got a week or two The paper is full of every kind of blooming horror And you sit wondering What you’re gonna do. I got it. Come. And be my baby. [End I.D.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/e868f693f4a2f7369011f195ff61cc2b/ccc742dbcd04724f-f5/s500x750/ff4815db9cc2753fe3bf29814cf80ce3ea9924db.png)
ALT![A screenshot of the poem "Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver. If you'd like to hear it read by the author, visit the link "Wild Geese" in body of post below. Otherwise, it reads: You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting— over and over announcing your place in the family of things. [End Image Description.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/44c27ed064806fe8dfeb6d22927c99f4/ccc742dbcd04724f-78/s500x750/84087ca5557773eadb1bf1902c86a7716249fe80.png)
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To The Young Who Want to Die" by Gwendolyn Brooks
"Meditations in an Emergency" by Cameron Awkward-Rich
![A screenshot of the poem "To the Young Who Want to Die" by Gwendolyn Brooks. If you'd like to hear it read by the author, visit the link in body of post below. Otherwise, It reads: Sit down. Inhale. Exhale. The gun will wait. The lake will wait. The tall gall in the small seductive vial will wait will wait: will wait a week: will wait through April. You do not have to die this certain day. Death will abide, will pamper your postponement. I assure you death will wait. Death has a lot of time. Death can attend to you tomorrow. Or next week. Death is just down the street; is most obliging neighbor; can meet you any moment. You need not die today. Stay here—through pout or pain or peskyness. Stay here. See what the news is going to be tomorrow. Graves grow no green that you can use. Remember, green's your color. You are Spring. [End I.D.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/84fd104732d69c855e9d2742a389bf58/5ad28a0167e37dd7-83/s500x750/9162845db0ea60d08ba35b495201ae4131773ede.png)
ALT![a screenshot of the poem "Meditations in an Emergency" by Cameron Awkward-Rich. It reads: I wake up & it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds & the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside. I ride the train, walk among the buildings, men in Monday suits. The flight of doves, the city of tents beneath the underpass, the huddled mass, old women hawking roses, & children all of them, break my heart. There’s a dream I have in which I love the world. I run from end to end like fingers through her hair. There are no borders, only wind. Like you, I was born. Like you, I was raised in the institution of dreaming. Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart. End Image Description.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/f89faac74cd326790f95e35c5fe6d688/5ad28a0167e37dd7-02/s500x750/406920a8716fc803b3ddfb18d1268e2d5bc1a99e.png)
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absolutely obsessed with these three georgian girls called trio mandilli (source)
The translation of the song:
Sing, my chonguri (the instrument they’re playing (ჩონგური))
Sing, my darling!
Girl, look my way
Where does your gaze drift
[Chorus]
I’ll search the woods for kindling
Cut a tree in the ravine!
Girl, I’ll love you
In your soft throat!
[Chorus]
Boy why won’t you leave me
to my sickness and my health?
They could use your long nose
for a bridge to Shaqriani (name of a village, word for word it means full of sugar so it could also be a sugary bridge)
[Chorus]
Grow, my little wheat
into a field of bread!
When your grandfather died
Why didn’t he take you too?
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Chorus is:
Haralale dariv daralale
Haralali haralale dariv daralale (x2)
Harale in pre Christian times was agricultural and fertility god, variations of his name as chorus fillers show up in most folk songs. That’s what this is.
a truly astonishing line of dialogue
Miss Conenginality No. 4 - Airbus A318
I have my favorites, but I have yet to find a plane I don't think is cute. To demonstrate this I will focus this entry on the polar opposite of Boeing's very long girl - Airbus's very little compact girl, the A318!
Just look at her go! Stubbiest girl around-
Is what I would say if that was the A318!
Haha, sorry. I played a trick on you, that's not the A318. That's the A320, the normal length version! Already pretty cobby, but not quite there yet. THIS is the A318:
Okay, now THERE is the remainder of a pencil which you've sharpened so much you can no longer hold it properly! Just a tiny little-
Is what I would say if that was the A318! That's the A319, the middle setting on the A320 length slider. This plane looks so stubby that it borders on absurd, but that's not even the extent to which Airbus is willing to truncate an A320!
HERE is an A318!
This is an airplane which giants could use to play American Football! This entire plane is probably about as long as the 757-300's wing chord!
She looks like a literal bullet, fired out of the barrel of a sniper rifle made of a Boeing 757-300.
The ventral fairing is a solid third of this airplane. This airplane is three times as long as the space required to store one set of landing gear.
Just to fully rub in the sheer scale of the compression Airbus has done to achieve this perfectly ellipsoid aircraft, here are three A320 family airplanes, in the same livery, at pretty much the same angle, getting shorter, and shorter...and shorter than you thought was possible.
This is potentially the cobbiest jet on the planet. She is perfect.
I have found a cool Wikipedia article
i just realised there are people out there who don't know about proof by mathematical induction. the world is a dark dark place
But if you can teach just one of them, and then that one in turn teaches another... who knows where we'll end up
If you are taking the car to Chicago, can you even call yourself a feminist. There are Women on that train who want to have gay sex with you but can't because you are taking a fucking car to Chicago
Right now there is a very buff Butch woman all alone in the Cafe car and she could be having steamy gay sex with you and be moving into your apartment if you were just willing to take the train to Chicago
I'm busy trying to get more lesbians to ride the train instead of taking their Subarus to Chicago
[ID: tumblr tags: “#uhm amtrak honey ya wanna tell us smthn???” /end ID]
one of the things that got me hooked on coding was how you can trick yourself into talking like an insane person really easily while doing it. like nodes in the software i use can be parents or children of other nodes, and i had to do some extra steps before deleting nodes that the queue_free() command didnt do automatically so i made my own command called explode() to delete nodes and was pondering how to do something and said "well, what do we do about all the unexploded children?" out loud and immediately stopped to go get a tasty drink and walked straight to bed