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You want to be immortal? Immortality is when your words ring so true they are translated into languages that didn't even exist when you first wrote them, across time so deep that the dust your bones turned to has become bone and then dust once again.

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A friend and I got a bit stoned and after laughing at how the level 1 machamp he caught in pokemon go must be a weak nerd. Skinny, no belt, thick frames glasses, and a book in each hand. It got me thinking about a reversal of the machop and abra lines.

A machop that gives up violence and instead becomes a psychic type (machop -> machak -> machakra, the yogi pokemon; ancient scrolls suggest humans learned early spiritual practices from this pokemon, it is dedicated to pacifism and known to aid travellers lost in the mountains).

An abra with an attitude that prefers to scrap rather than run and becomes a fighting type (abra -> kabadra -> alakaslam, the delinquent pokemon; the chain it carries wrapped around its body contains 5000 links, it can slam the chain into the ground with enough force to cause small earthquakes).

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Them: AI will replace all translator jobs!!

Me, an intellectual: Pays de manga

AI, an idiot: Mangaland

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Les plus belles œuvres des artisans japonais.

Meiji jidai 明治時代 (1868 - 1912).

1 - Vase cloisonné, marque Gonda Hirosuke Studio  - Travaillé en fil d'or et émaux color��s. Érables et méandres d’un ruisseau - hauteur : 30,5 cm. 2 - Vase cloisonné, marque Hayashi Tanigoro Studio - Travail en fil d'argent et diverses nuances d'émail jaune et blanc avec un groupe de karashishi 唐獅子  ciselés. Le col du vase est gravé de pivoines et de feuillages - hauteur : 35 cm.

3 -  Vase cloisonné , marque Namikawa sosuke - Travaillé en fil de cuivre et argent et émaux colorés sur un sol bleu avec une grue de Mandchourie rouge parmi de jeunes pins  - hauteur : 31 cm. 4 - Plat cloisonné, signé Ito  - Travail en fil de cuivre et émaux colorés sur fond jaune avec une aigrette sur une souche d'arbre - diamètre : 30 cm.

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A Midshipman's uniform coat, 19th century

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thinking abaot the girl in saw in the delhi

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What about the feeling that you’ve grown but into something you hardly recognize?

Flashes in the lake-- scales and feathers and fur. How strange, the shapes you take. You can barely hold them in your head. You were once a simple thing, so small you could hold your heart in your palm like a chestnut and wonder if this was your world. Now, clumsy beast, sprawling limbs and tangled mane, you spill between fingers and out of arms. Not a one can hold all of you, not even your own yellow eye. A beast now. A beast unknown. But your twisting feet are free to leap-- a beastly pleasure. Dance with me.

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Grim Park — Sun Play (korean traditional paint on silk, 2024)

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The Turkish saber of the mid-16th century. A gift to the Elector Augustus of Saxony (1526-1586) from his wife Anne of Denmark ( 1532-1585) The arms of Saxony and Denmark are engraved on the blade. The kit included two knives and an awl, which were not preserved. Length 82.9 cm, blade length 68.4 cm.

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Shaman-Jaguar vessel, Nicoya culture, Costa Rica, 400-700 AD

from The Dayton Art Institute

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'A Hundred Fables of La Fontaine' by Jean de La Fontaine, artist : Percy J. Billinghurst, 1901.

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Summer Night, Eilif Peterssen, 1886

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babe i love you but your confusion of the anglo saxons and the britons was just fucking embarrassing. and to make matters worse you even then called Shakespearian English "old english" instead of early modern English. get out of my room already

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ken wong

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Hold, the bulb whispers to itself, biding beneath the earth. There will be a day for me. The fields will clear and then I can grow as I know I can, let loose all this green kept shuttered in the seed. When the other roots make room for me. When the wind wanders calm. When the soil is soft, weathered down the rocks and frost with spring-melt. Stay your stem. Wait, it whispers and whimpers and wails– wait– til the winter has fallen back and round again, and patient, polite, withered, it waits.