lettres d'amour
Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics.
You are all stardust.
You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded. Because the elements, the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars. And the only way they could get into your body is if the stars were kind enough to explode.
So forget Jesus. The stars died so you could be here today.
” - Lawrence Krauss24 January 2012
With my cousins, here’s wishing you and the readers who still follow this tumblr a very happy Chinese new year.
Love, Ruby
How do you go on living when your heart has been cut out not just once, but twice? Yet here I am, still alive, still breathing.
For the moment.
Someone on my Facebook commented, “Dont understand how boys can be prostitutes…o.o” to this heart-wrenching video. I have never seen anyone so ignorant and stupid, it disgusts me. I have since removed her from my account.
Not that I’m being all holier-than-thou or overly judgmental etc. but in all honesty, I have always wanted to do something concerning world-wide issues like these. Producing documentaries, creating awareness. But there are restrictions and limitations (financially, protective parents..) We are lucky enough to live in a very sheltered environment, so protected that we have people like the above-mentioned who think that only women are the vulnerable beings. Yes, men are stronger physically, but that does not mean that they cannot be harmed. Never would they think that males can be subjected to such abuses. I remember reading an article of a male prisoner-of-war, and knowing that men are not as strong as we make them out to be. Men, can be raped.
Something needs to be done, that’s what we all say but sadly, I don’t think there will ever be an end to such issues. You close one illegal organisation down, another one sprouts up somewhere else. But I still hope, that someday, somehow, there will be an end.
Dearest Ruby,
As you remember the love,
as you mourn the loss,
may you also celebrate the life.
Everyone’s probably telling you to be strong and that’s all well and good. We say just give it time, it’s okay to cry - it’s a process, so take your time through it.
With out love and prayers,
Ethel & Erika
Personal Heroes.
My granny was a fighter, and so were you.
I will always be proud of the both of you.
January 1, 2012
Dear Bianca,
A happy twenty-twelve to you, wherever you’re at. I’m doing better these days, becoming very much a homey person. Spent New Year’s Eve at my relatives’ place instead of partying it up elsewhere with the crowds like I would do years ago. A good choice, I would say.
I quit my job so I am now terrified for the days and months to come. It scares me so much, and I do hope I’d be able to find a job that I could make it a career (as quote Bryanboy: Ok so the goal in 5 years is to make a lot of money with too many zeros so whenever I see price tags with 3 zeroes in it my heart wont skip.) in order to be filial towards my parents, (and to fund my shoe+wardrobe collection).
I miss you. I wish I was as carefree and fearless as you are to whatever un/expected that comes your way; your courage is the one thing I am most envious of. I fear too much; I have wrinkles etched deeply in my forehead now.
Once again, here’s to another year.
PS. I received a miniature cacti on New Year’s Eve, and named it Cacti.
(Source: cidade-fria)
