“The best way to dehumanize someone while claiming you’re not is to believe you are just the same. You erase their experiences and perspective, their struggles and obstacles...people can simply pretend that if we all did things the way they did, then everything would work out okay. But, yes, we all bleed red but you don’t treat a paper-cut the same way you treat a gash, you don’t treat an infected wound the same way you treat one that isn’t, you don’t treat a wound to the leg the same way you treat a wound to the gut. You are not acknowledging someone’s personhood when you ignore the very things that make their lives different than yours, and when you refuse to understand that their circumstances have given them their own perspective that is just as valid as yours. More valid in fact – their perspective about their experiences that you haven’t been through is far more valid than anything you could ever think about it.”

yes on subjectivity

The 10 Commandments of Logical Fallacies:

"1. Thou shall not attack the person’s character, but the argument. (Ad hominem)

2. Thou shall not misrepresent or exaggerate a person’s argument in order to make them easier to attack. (Straw man fallacy)

3. Thou shall not use small numbers to represent the whole. (Hasty generalization)

4. Thou shall not argue thy position by assuming one of its premises is true. (Begging the question)

5. Thou shall not claim that because something occurred before, it must be the cause. (Post Hoc/False cause)

6. Thou shall not reduce the argument down to two possibilities. (False dichotomy)

7. Thou shall not argue that because of our ignorance, claim must be true or false. (Ad ignorantum)

8. Thou shall not lay the burden of proof onto him that is questioning the claim. (Burden of proof reversal)

9. Thou shall not assume “this” follows “that” when it has no logical connection. (Non sequitur)

10. Thou shall not claim that because a premise is popular, therefore it must be true. (Bandwagon fallacy)"

"I remember the first time I did shrooms and I started seeing this pattern everywhere. I knew then I was the entire universe spiraling into infinity"

clavicola's strange encounter with a gypsy

"A woman with sagging breasts and white flip flops read my palms today.

We passed by a small shop painted white with a silhouette of a man with his chakras all pointed out drawn on the side of the doorframe. Said there was a special for five dollars, and we thought why not, and walked inside to a room too small to be considered a room. More like a closet space with a door attached, a desk full of crystals, two chairs and a small table with a white cloth over it. I suppose the reason I allow myself to believe in these things is because I’m not comfortable with my own future and want it premeditated so that I have something grounded to believe in. A second palm reading and still I left feeling like I didn’t collect enough pieces of myself to stitch together a human being. She held my hands, only for a second, and told me that I would live a long life, and I laughed, for a second, because she doesn’t know, she doesn’t know, and ah. She told me that I was sensitive, that I had a beautiful aura, looked at me and questioned my face, told me that I’m kind and good-hearted, that she can see it in me, but that I’m easily taken advantage of. She told me that though I’m always there to help others no one’s there to help me and she caught me looking down and asked me what I was thinking and I just nodded at her and smiled. I don’t know.

You see maybe it’s all just a scam and chances are it is but I put a lot of faith into the world and want to believe that there’s such a thing as beauty and such a thing as five dollar fortunes being accurate and I want to believe that there’s some higher entity that’s pulling me forwards through the world. This is the age of vulnerability, the age where my father and thousands of others got pulled into religious cults, this is the age of believing and trying to find yourself and looking outward instead of inward to do so, and I know that I should put faith in myself instead of small crystals but I don’t know how to. I really don’t. She asked me of my past relationship and told me, spot on, why it had to end. I told her I wanted to be a writer and she said that she could see that, but that it wouldn’t happen unless I moved forward, until I put all of my stones behind me and leave untethered and unbound and walk away into a new place. She told me that I couldn’t live with the weight of the world on my shoulders.

“Here, here. Take these,” she said, putting clear quartz in my hands. “They cost a hundred dollars each but I want you to have them. You need them.” Pressed them into my palms and said in a full voice. Told me that I couldn’t have sex or drink in the next twenty four hours, that I should meditate 15 minutes and sleep in all white. I didn’t know what to say but ‘thank you.’ I wanted to know if I was going to be alright but she told me that I would if ‘the old man and the younger woman’ stopped blocking my way. I just feel strange, that’s all, because she told me some other things that were terribly true and I can’t shake them off and she didn’t look at me as much as she looked through me and I’m a fool for believing in these things but it just makes life so much more interesting to have faith in something intangible."

"Marina Abramović - The Artist Is Present: This emotional exhibit, held in the Museum of Modern Art for three months in early spring 2010, featured Abramović sitting in a chair for the entirety of the day at the museum. Visitors were encouraged to sit silently across from the artist for a duration of their choosing, becoming participants in the artwork. Abramović, acting as an “emotional mirror” to the patrons, silently stared at them, often inducing deeply profound and heartbreaking reactions."


fascinating

In November of 1970, forty people were photographed at the exact instant after the photographer said, “You have a beautiful face.”

humans

"Michael Jackson alive: "Ew that fucking pedophile what a horrible person"
Michael Jackson dead: "LONG LIVE THE KING OF POP HE WILL BE MISSED WE LOVE YOU MJ"

Amy Winehouse alive: "That slutty heroin addict needs to just drop dead already"
Amy Winehouse dead: "Ugh she was such a great talent, taken so young. Rest in peace, Amy ♥"

Whitney Houston alive: "Stupid crackwhore. What a fucking moron."
Whitney Houston dead: "I am in tears, she was taken so soon. Her voice will live on. She was so wonderful and talented.""



what does this show? idk, i guess people are nicer to you when youre dead? or that the overwhelming majority of people are hypocrites? great mourning, appreciation and reflection only comes upon death? but why does death have such an effect on people's attitudes?