universal interconnectivity

Michelle Williams was very insecure about her body when she was...

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 15:35:10 +1100

Michelle Williams was very insecure about her body when she was so pregnant, so Heath Ledger would often put padding under his shirt to appear pregnant as well in hopes of making his wife feel better. This photo was taken the first time Heath did this.

thenoblehouseofpond: #Anne Hathaway for president

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 13:53:54 +1100

thenoblehouseofpond:

#Anne Hathaway for president

think4yourself: holy crap!

Thu, 19 Jan 2012 12:14:55 +1100

think4yourself:

holy crap!

thalonelystoner: Refreshing

Sun, 15 Jan 2012 21:48:36 +1100

thalonelystoner:

Refreshing

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jinh817:smellslikehollywood: For the record I do like...

Sun, 15 Jan 2012 20:36:00 +1100

jinh817:smellslikehollywood:

For the record I do like Tarantino.

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johnny depp on his partner vanessa paradis

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 22:49:00 +1100

johnny depp on his partner vanessa paradis

aloice: shatterstag: “The Egg” by Andy Weir You were on your...

Tue, 27 Sep 2011 16:39:51 +1000

aloice:

shatterstag:

“The Egg” by Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. And in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.

I would read an entire novel about this.

WOAH.

"Why do you think people believe in God? Because they want to. It’s not easy living in such an ugly..."

Sat, 24 Sep 2011 07:13:15 +1000

“Why do you think people believe in God? Because they want to. It’s not easy living in such...

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Sat, 17 Sep 2011 09:39:00 +1000

Silent Musings :: 37 Things You Should Never Apologize For (And Why)

Mon, 12 Sep 2011 17:51:57 +1000

Silent Musings :: 37 Things You Should Never Apologize For (And Why): etiquette-etc: 1. Never...

Big D > Big Three blue & white forever! 2010-2011 NBA...

Mon, 13 Jun 2011 16:01:01 +1000

Big D > Big Three

blue & white forever! 2010-2011 NBA CHAMPS!

my team baby! finally! sweet revenge and redemption! DALLAS...

Mon, 13 Jun 2011 15:30:00 +1000

my team baby! finally! sweet revenge and redemption!

DALLAS MAVERICKS! 2010-1011 nba champions!

humansvsrobots: tomwiggz: hahaahah I’m laughing so hard at...

Sun, 12 Jun 2011 10:36:20 +1000

humansvsrobots:

tomwiggz:

hahaahah I’m laughing so hard at “why the FUCK is it illegal?”

so mad

Why indeed.

girls watch porn too “we have the internet too, you...

Sat, 04 Jun 2011 14:11:04 +1000

girls watch porn too

“we have the internet too, you know”…haha

kevjumba and nigahiga’s “nice guy” [nigahiga’s...

Thu, 02 Jun 2011 14:22:19 +1000

kevjumba and nigahiga’s “nice guy” [nigahiga’s version]

“do i look fat in this dress? hell yeah you do! wait lemme speak your language. cows go moo!”…”but behind the scenes she means the world to me. wanna tell her that she’s beautiful, and show her that she’s loved. hold her hand when she’s scared, tell her how much i care, but that won’t win her heart BECAUSE nice guys finish last”…

kevjumba and nigahiga’s “nice guy”...

Thu, 02 Jun 2011 14:20:47 +1000

kevjumba and nigahiga’s “nice guy” [kevjumba’s version]

“nice guys finish last, that’s why i’ll treat you like trash, it’s not what i really wanna do. but, you only date bad guys so, i’ll give it my best try to, treat you the way you want me to”...“like WHOA, you ain’t sittin up front, front is for the homies you can sit in the trunk”…

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