This letter was written to Gawker by Ray Jasper, scheduled to be executed March 19th. If you’re curious, he was convicted after being involved in a Murder/Robbery…but that doesn’t mean any of the following words aren’t the truth. This is a long read, but extremely worth it, I would say any American citizen has to read this. Take time out of your day/night/near future to be enlightened. Maybe someone can be influenced by his words &attempt to create the change needed in this world:
When I first responded to you, I didn’t think that it would cause people to reach out to me and voice their opinions. I’ve never been on the internet in my life and I’m not fully aware of the social circles on the internet, so it was a surprise to receive reactions so quickly.
I learned that some of the responses on your website were positive and some negative. I can only appreciate the conversation. Osho once said that one person considered him like an angel and another person considered him like a devil, he didn’t attempt to refute neither perspective because he said that man does not judge based on the truth of who you are, but on the truth of who they are.
Your words struck a chord with me. You said that my perspective is different and therefore my words have a sort of value. Yet, you’re talking to a young man that’s been judged unworthy to breathe the same air you breathe. That’s like a hobo on the street walking up to you and you ask him for spare change.
Without any questions, you’ve given me a blank canvas. I’ll only address what’s on my heart. Next month, the State of Texas has resolved to kill me like some kind of rabid dog, so indirectly, I guess my intention is to use this as some type of platform because this could be my final statement on earth.
I think ‘empathy’ is one of the most powerful words in this world that is expressed in all cultures. This is my underlining theme. I do not own a dictionary, so I can’t give you the Oxford or Webster definition of the word, but in my own words, empathy means ‘putting the shoe on the other foot.’
Gothic ~ Melancholic
Ailurophile ~ Disabled Feminist ~ Cinephile
Vegetarian ~ Catholic
Basilica Assisi on September 26, 1997, St Francis’ 816th birthday.
On September 26, 1997 Assisi was struck by an earthquake which caused four fatalities. The Basilica of San Francesco d’Assisi was badly damaged (part of the vault collapsed, carrying with it a fresco by Cimabue), and was closed for two years for restoration. [video]
A scratch! But ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man.
Most memorable character in Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo & Juliet. Simply awesome.
I saw this movie for the first time when I was like 12. For years this was one of the only scenes I remember.
So fantastically done.
"i wish stupid people didn’t reproduce" is how the liberal expresses their yearning for eugenics in a socially acceptable way and it’s not cool to ever let them off the hook for that
also, “people should have to take an intelligence test to vote”
Apparently forgetting that that’s already been done and it was terrible and racist as fuck.
photos of butterfly and moth wings taken by linden gledhil at seven to ten times life size.
"evolution is written on the wings of butterflies" - charles darwin
Seeing the microscopic wonder that is a butterfly’s wing always makes me think of Vladimir Nabokov, author and lepidopterist (and not necessarily in that order).
You’ll want to check out Nabokov’s butterfly sketches, whimsical fantasy species presented as gifts to his wife. And don’t miss his gorgeous butterfly-inspired poem, “On Discovering a Butterfly”.
Finally, don’t miss this great video from Smarter Every Day in which Destin goes full microscope on some butterfly scales. Beautiful stuff:
The Terrace of the Muses in the Achilleion Palace in Corfu, Greece
To say, “I was triggered” is not to say, as it is frequently mischaracterized, “I got my delicate fee-fees hurt.” It is to say, “I had a significantly mood-altering experience of anxiety.” Someone who is triggered may experience anything from a brief moment of dizziness, to a shortness of breath and a racing pulse, to a full-blown panic attack.
…or flashbacks, nightmares, disassociation, etc.
The most frequent criticism about this season has been its lack of “well-defined” female characters. This is a misleading statement. That there are no “well-defined” female characters on True Detective is the point. Both Marty Hart (Woody Harrelson) and Rust Cohle (Matthew McConaughey) are so trapped in a mire of dead bodies and snuffed-out lives that they are unable to see outside of themselves long enough to realize that the other people in their midst—male and female alike—that are living, breathing human beings who still need them. (This is particularly true when it comes to Marty and his wife and daughters.) Think, again, of that black hole. The closer Marty and Rust get to it, the more everybody else they know is a dim smear they can barely see for lack of light.
"Looking at the comments on several reviews of the finale, there’s a particularly heavy obsession, borderline insanity, with why the “clues” about Marty’s daughter Audrey (the drawings, dolls, and crown) were never addressed.
I never read into what she was doing as having any relation to the crimes or the cult. I read Audrey’s behavior as being the direct result of an inattentive father. Seeking male attention in other places, or even seeking to get into trouble, perhaps, to get the attention of her father; it was not related to the killings or anyone around them. I don’t even remember seeing the spiral in her room. The general chatter around those things is great, but it’s probably the kind of chatter that wouldn’t have happened had all those episodes been released at once. The anticipation-speculation that comes with a weekly schedule is a double-edged sword. Because people have more time to talk about things, some crazy ideas get a lot of attention.”
So Audrey’s actions are a result of an inattentive father / unnoticed set pieces…
And so it goes that true villain in True Detective is not a single man. It’s an entire culture. One steeped and stuck in a grotesque rut, a Romantic — or love-hate? — fixation with crime and punishment, sex and violence, deception and denial. The horror, the horrorshow.
This is Carcosa.
"That was Fort Macomb, a pre–Civil War fort in New Orleans East. We had driven past it a few times while scouting for other locations and always thought it was cool and would be interesting for something. […]
Nic had always had it written that there would be a certain amount of larger devil’s nests along the way, as well as torches that would lead to a stone altar. As we got into developing the look and motifs of the killer’s art, I became increasingly interested in building toward this moment and setting up all the previous incarnations of his sculpture as the wind-up before the big show. I thought it would be really interesting to experience this chase “inside” his art (and mind) rather than merely running past it. […]”
~ Alex DiGerlando, True Detective’s production designer [x]