Adam the Alien

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Barnes & Noble.

Their best selling books tend to deal with memory loss.

go to your room and think about what you’ve done

they forgot what they did

(via thestraightwhisperer)

"Clinton Street" (or "A Night Lived Before")

Last night I believe that I jumped back in time
Not merely in one way, but two
And in doing so did I touch the divine
And felt something old, yet still new

The lighting, the setting, the music, the people
The classic wood panels lining the wall
Instilled within me a feeling so peaceful
I knew I’d already experienced it all

I was, all at once, shunted into the past
To an era long gone, full of archetypes faded
A time full of passion, when hope was the mast
Of a ship that reality had not yet degraded

The lit’ral time felt was decades gone by
The time of my parents, of hippies and love
When music reflected the soul’s inner high
And the good fight seemed sent from a power above

But my time travel also did come from within
A time in my story that was and was not
A piece of my history both truth and fiction
A night lived before, in a dream, or a thought

Everything done there had happened before
Every soul that I met was well known
Like an ocean, which lapping its waves on the shore
Is at once always new, yet still home

My eyes, for the night, were a lens; Super8
A dull, hazy filter, muted colors and tone
Piercing the veil, seeing through chance and fate
To the joint source from which all are honed

There was dancing, joke-telling, philosophical fits
Conversations were long, and the laughter was hasty
A nose got its kicks off my flow’ry armpits
And I chased a drunk blocks for his safety

These specifics, fragmented mementos and flashes
Of a night lived so often before
Matter little, once embers transform into ashes
When the importance resides in the door

A door to the past, to the future, the soul
To the heart of what makes us all one
I touched something pure, caught a glimpse of the whole
Something holy, that shone like the sun

‘Twas a night not unique, not the first or the last
Time I’d open this door and walk through
But like any jump into the soul’s future-past
I know that my consciousness grew

So if ever you find this door open wide
And into the heart of it view
Embrace it, and dip in that ocean’s tide
And remember, that ocean is you


Ellen Page Is Flawless


(via gay-men)



#Constantine isn’t bi? #BiBlazer #BiConstantine

I’m a big fan of Hellblazer, and I thought the Constantine film was okay, but had nothing to do with the John Constantine of Hellblazer

The new, proposed series looks interesting. At least Constantine isn’t American (though I think he’s Welsh, not Newcastle). But NBC has clearly stated that one interesting aspect of Constantine’s character will be changed. 

Particularly as this is a group wildly underrepresented in media, I think it’s irresponsible to make that change. 

You don’t have to focus on a character’s sexual identity. That’s fine. But to outright rule it out and say, “So [maybe] 20 years from now” when we all know the series isn’t going to last that long (it’s not a soap opera or Doctor Who, after all) is just a big pile of dismissive crap.



"My name is Michael Hunter. I was diagnosed with leukemia in June 2013 & was told on June 11, 2014 that I only have a few months left to live if I can’t find a donor. Please help me with my biological family or a donor match! I was born in Columbus, OH 3/1/1985 at Doctor’s North Hospital and given the name Christopher Brown. Please share"

Michael is a friend, I’m asking that you all take the time to share this. He desperately needs a bone marrow donor and there is very limited number of African American donors. Without a donor Michael is going to die.

Michael was adopted and does not know his birth family. We know he has a half brother but have no information about him.

He does not specifically need an African American Donor but because of all of the things that factor into finding a match (blood type, dna tissue etc.) , someone of similar descent is more likely to be a closer match.

If anyone knows anything about Michael’s birth family or if you would like to see if you are a match, please privately message me. I can put you in touch with him and his caregivers directly!

We hope through spreading awareness we can either find his birth family whom he does not know or find a donor match. Michael lives in the Cincinnati, OH area. Please dont just like this or scroll past. Please share this! You could save his life!

BOOST. Its so hard for Black people to find donors.

(via pixiepienix)


Day Seven (July 7, 2014): Tacoma, Washington

Bridge from MOG to courthouse and inside the courthouse is filled and covered with glass art.


Tacoma things


A beautiful summer’s evening in T-town.


Wilson HS & Wright Park, Tacoma, WA

Uh…that’s not Wilson High School, pictakerguy. That’s Stadium High School. You can tell because Stadium, an iconic landmark seen in many photos and at least one movie, looks like a freaking castle, while Wilson looks more like an art deco prison. They also aren’t anywhere near each other in the city.

Behold, Wilson: