You Cannot Rest Here

feelinranty:

meeplol:

Have you ever played a video game where you have to sleep to recover? They only let you do it if everything is safe. Otherwise they won’t let you sleep. You’ll get a message, saying “You cannot sleep now, there are monsters nearby.”

Now, remember the last time you just couldn’t get to sleep?

I do.

Don’t you fuckin do this to me

Hey SoCal Dreamworks Fans

pain-in-the-asguardian:

Gallery Nucleus in Alhambra will be holding two artwork/book signing events soon!  Here’s a great way to show your support for Dreamworks!

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May 17, 2014 Art of Dreamworks Animation

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June 21, 2014 Art of How To Train your Dragon 2

You are alone, child. There is only darkness for you, and only death for your people. These ancients are just the beginning. I will command a great and terrible army, and we will sail to a billion worlds. We will sail until every light has been extinguished. You are strong, child, but I am beyond strength. I am the end… and I have come for you, Finn.
The Lich, Escape From The Citadel (via fuckyeahadventuretimegifs)
bijoux-et-mineraux:

Reticulated Cerussite - Tsumeb Mine, Namibia

bijoux-et-mineraux:

Reticulated Cerussite - Tsumeb Mine, Namibia

Just give me one more moment, another walk out in the sun
one more day to find some justice with your shadow by my side
Cuff me, tie me, lock me down, cause I’ll be back to go another round
Dropkick Murphys~As One

thewyrdwain:

erikkwakkel:

The book that emerged from a bog after 1200 years

This is the remarkable story of a medieval book that spent 1200 years in the mud. Around 800 someone had a Book of Psalms made, a portable copy fitted with a leather satchel. The book consisted of sixty sheets of parchment that were carefully filled with handwritten words. Somehow the book ended up in a remote bog at Faddan More in north Tipperary, close to the town of Birr, Ireland. Dropped, perhaps, by the owner? Was he walking and reading at the same time? Did he himself also end up in the bog?

Fast-forward to 2006. Eddie Fogarty, the operator of a turf digger, noticed an object with faint lettering in the bucket of his machine (pic 1). There it was again, our Book of Psalms! At this point it resembled something from an Aliens movie (pic 2), but that changed quickly after it went to the restoration lab. Thanks to the conservation properties of turf, many pages were still intact, as was its leather satchel (pic 3), the only surviving specimen from this early period. Remarkably, among the damaged pages were some that had let go of the words: kept together merely by ink, the words were floating around by themselves - like some sort of medieval Scrabble (pic 4). It’s the most remarkable bookish survival story I know.

More on this phenomenal find in this news article and this one. Here is the bog and the machine that dug up the book More on the restoration process here. More about the papyrus found in the binding here. This is a nice movie on the book.

This is so epic it makes me cry

21 - the most expensive thing they own

zinfandelli:

nachtgespenst:

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[My rp Koz is a huge nerd and got himself a watercolour style tattoo of the Milky Way that cost a hell of a lot more than any fancy suit he owns.]

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I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian  (via fading-breath)

Do not trust and Elf that has a colourbomb always somewhere in his suit. Even more if it Easterelf Doodle!
Honestly, PItch, you should know better than to tease also the Alb, you goof!

Early easter present for the two tumblr accounts I adore! More to follow uvu

I’m the Nightmare King and I do what I want.

I’m the Nightmare King and I do what I want.