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elubviq:

expert-jumper:

unscinfinity:

expert-jumper:

It is the year 2046. The time has come for the annual Blog Inspection. Armed android wardens begin to arrive at the homes of the country’s prisoners who were once called citizens. A warden knocks on a ramshackle door. It is answered by an old man, bedraggled, starving, weary. The robotic guard’s abdominal display screen flickers to life with the image of a popular post on tumblr. “This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once,” intones the android. Fear enters the man’s eyes. He has not reblogged this post. He shrieks and, with one fell motion, blasts a hole into the android’s head with his laser magnum. Everyone in the neighborhood watches on in horror as the man, calling for liberation, is tackled by dozens of androids. His screams die with the buzz of plasma spears. There is no freedom. This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once. Everyone’s.

are you okay there

E V E R Y O N E

NO CHANCES TAKEN

elubviq:

expert-jumper:

unscinfinity:

expert-jumper:

It is the year 2046. The time has come for the annual Blog Inspection. Armed android wardens begin to arrive at the homes of the country’s prisoners who were once called citizens. A warden knocks on a ramshackle door. It is answered by an old man, bedraggled, starving, weary. The robotic guard’s abdominal display screen flickers to life with the image of a popular post on tumblr. “This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once,” intones the android. Fear enters the man’s eyes. He has not reblogged this post. He shrieks and, with one fell motion, blasts a hole into the android’s head with his laser magnum. Everyone in the neighborhood watches on in horror as the man, calling for liberation, is tackled by dozens of androids. His screams die with the buzz of plasma spears. There is no freedom. This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once. Everyone’s.

are you okay there

E V E R Y O N E

NO CHANCES TAKEN

Blood. Blood will always continue to fasinate me. Millions apon millioms of tiny cells form together to make a red flowing liquid that we associate with hurt and negative things when really its a positive,  it helps keep us alive. We have power over our blood, we can control whether we allow it to be free and flow down our arms or our legs but we also have the power to give it away, to use to secure someone elses life and future and to allow a part of us to live a different story. When we do something as simple as prick our finger on a thorn and blood drips out, a miniscule factor of the universe is drop out of us, a tiny part of a once massive star, a star which could have supported life itself, leaving us in such a simple way. Blood, forever fasinating me.

Blood. Blood will always continue to fasinate me. Millions apon millioms of tiny cells form together to make a red flowing liquid that we associate with hurt and negative things when really its a positive, it helps keep us alive. We have power over our blood, we can control whether we allow it to be free and flow down our arms or our legs but we also have the power to give it away, to use to secure someone elses life and future and to allow a part of us to live a different story. When we do something as simple as prick our finger on a thorn and blood drips out, a miniscule factor of the universe is drop out of us, a tiny part of a once massive star, a star which could have supported life itself, leaving us in such a simple way. Blood, forever fasinating me.