It was not her fault that when he went to her he was already over. How could a woman know that you meant nothing that you said; that you spoke only from habit and to be comfortable? After he no longer meant what he said, his lies were more successful with women than when he had told them the truth.
— EHem
A lovely illustrated poster at Torgal in Ourense.
Our pal Damien just beneath Travis.
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Best!
Saint Elisabeth Church in Gent, Belgium.
Photo by Kris Bauwens.
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Poland to Slovenia.
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Stereoscopes from Michele Lugaresi at Bronson in Ravenna, Italy.
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Once he gave up conventional methods and started keeping time with cigarettes, it was too late.
During the first, with the sun just over the trees casting long shadows of the potted cacti across the balcony, there is the realization that life is too short and unpredictable to keep up his self-indulgent lifestyle. That everyone he’s met in the past two years is doing more with their lives than he. They all create, produce, give, contribute while he merely consumes. That he must, and will, finally discard his parasitic existence for truly noble pursuits.
The second cigarette brings the crest of the sun just even with the horizon in a burst of color against the clouds as he enthusiastically considers the many available opportunities for leading a better and more productive life. He could volunteer his time at all kinds of places – there are seas of people in need.
It’s too early for the light on the timer to come on, and the clouds are making the dusk exceptionally dim. His lighter casts his silhouette against the side of the house as he lights the third. “Why stop there?” he asks himself. In spare time after a day of gratifying volunteer work he could write. He has always wanted to write, but has never had proper inspiration. But now, with this new direction in his life, his creativity will be able to flourish. Stories and poems will be born in every hungry child fed and homeless person clothed. The combination of his compassion and creativity could change the world!
The balcony light flickers on, making the haze of his fourth cigarette more apparent as he realizes that he’s a hypocrite. That he’ll always think these thoughts, but never act on them. That he will forever be able to justify his own existence by considering himself better for at least thinking these altruistic thoughts. That he will always be above those who are living the same life, but never even think about anyone else.
The fifth – that if a place like Hell really does exist it is meant for the people who die before attempting to better the world despite knowing that they should have, could have, any day of their lives.
Balmorhea played Austin City Limits this weekend.
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The multi-step pencil-making process, documented by researchers in Senegal who spent years gaining the chimpanzees’ trust, adds credence to the idea that our human forebears fashioned similar writing tools centuries ago. The landmark observation also supports the long-debated proposition that females — the makers of these pencils among the chimps — tend to be the innovators and creative communicators in primitive culture. Using their hands and teeth, female chimpanzees were seen repeatedly tearing the side branches off straight sticks, peeling back the bark, and sharpening one end. Then, grasping these pencils between their thrumbs and forefingers, they made apparent symbolic indentations on large, flat leaves that they held in their other hands. In one case, after using the pencil to make repeated marks on a leaf, the female chimp handed the leaf to a nearby male, who looked at it briefly, then scurried off as though on an errand of some kind.Chimpanzees living in the West African savannah have been observed fashioning what gives every indication of being pencil-like tools from short, thin sticks and then using them in a manner suggesting to researchers that the chimps are in the early stages of acquiring the skill of writing — the first routine production of writing instruments ever observed in animals other than humans.
