40,000 years ago, early humans painted hands on the wall of a cave. This morning, my baby cousin began finger painting. All of recorded history happened between these two paintings of human hands. The Nazca Lines and the Mona Lisa. The first TransAtlantic flight and the first voyage to the Moon. Humanity invented the wheel, the telescope, and the nuclear bomb. We eradicated wild poliovirus types 2 and 3. We discovered radio waves, dinosaurs, and the laws of thermodynamics. Freedom Riders crossed the South. Hippies burned their draft cards. Countless genocides, scientific advancements, migrations, and rebellions. More than a hundred billion humans lived and died between these two paintings—one on a sheet of paper, and one on the inside of a cave. At the dawn of time, ancient humans stretched out their hands. And this morning, a child reached back. 

A Timeline of Humanity:

symptomns of the BRAIN FUNGUS:

-feeling really shit real bad so shity

-confusions ?

-the fungus :)

-headach

goog searcg how to cope with the BRAIN FUNGUS

-how to totally DESTROY people with the fungus

-how to deal with toxic brain fungus boss

-i think my mom has the BRAIN GFUNUGUS help? reddit dot com

-inside the twisted tormented minds of the brasin fung

-how to cut brains fungus hsvers from your life and live lovely beautiful whimsy life

-why we shousl hunt the fungus havers for sport

where’s that one photo of joe biden where he’s jumpscaring the camera like in fife nights ar freddys

found it

hrmm. well hold on now ive been filled with a sudden joy and whimsy for the world

i think we're all going to be okay maybe

i really love when people have favourites within their own ocverses you made that guy and then you got obsessed with them

i really love when people have favourites within their own ocverses you made that guy and then you got obsessed with them

Love the contrast between the Americans’ “Apollo” and the Soviets’ “Sputnik.” You got the Americans naming their rocket after a Greek god trying to communicate the grandness and importance of this rocket. And you got the Soviets naming their rocket “fellow traveler.” Like a friend you go on an  adventure with together. This rocket is our little friend lol 

And they were gay for each other

And they were gay for each other.

DHCJCNDBJWJDJk3@2

oh to be a little cat and sit in a windowsill

How Much I Miss You 
acrylic paint on stretched canvas 
30”x40”
meowgirl300

reblog if you’re obsessed with imagery and symbolism and also are a homo

Jean-François Millet, Starry Night, 1850–65, oil on canvas
Yale University Art Gallery

so i was thinking about

ALT

post cancelled i got this notification as i was typing this and i think it’s trying to tell me something

this quarantine got me feeling like luke’s guy walker… trapped on dagobah with that gay little frog, help LOL!

Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.