Okay, I’ve been seeing this photo all over Facebook, and I’m getting sick of it. This, my Christian friends who think this image is actually significant, is something called Pareidolia which is a psychological phenomenon involving a vague and random stimulus (often an image or sound) being perceived as significant (Sourced from Wiki). This image is NOT your god. It’s simply you taking what looks like a face as a sign from your sky dad that he’s there. Or trying to remind you that he is. It’s NOTHING. Has no meaning. Like the man on the moon. It’s not an actual face. It’s not sign of alien activity. Its a rock formation that happens to form something our brain can recognize as a face. THAT’S ALL. So stop using this photo as what you think “proves god’s existence.” secondly, the face in the photo looks like the WASP version of Jesus. WHY, why, why would god decide to use that version of Jesus? ESPECIALLY since he was Jewish. Which meant he was born in Israel. THE MIDDLE EAST. As in he never looked like that at all. Does that seem right to you? Use your heads. Thanks, guys.
Umm…I’ll be honest. I can’t even see what could be a Jesus face in this one. I can see what kinda looks like an owl, and maybe an alien with little antenna off to the left.
But then, there is nothing in the Bible stating that Jesus was NOT an owl and that one of his disciples was not an antenna’d alien, so, I ‘spose it’s possible.
I’m thinking that this photoshoped image looks more like the first Dumbledore in the Harry Potter movies.
The Doctor Who theme
Moody Mister Gemini
completely appropriate okay
Jelly - Capsule
is it possible to cry during your own funeral
because if they play this i will
The dolphins cry- Live
Oh god yesyesyesyes :’)
safer to hate her- you me at six
but if I could choose I would totally say Still Alive
Question! - System of a Down
Black Hole Sun - Soundgarden
turtle blues by janis joplin
‘Why Should I Worry’ from Oliver and Company
Even when I’m dead, I’ve got street Savoir faire!
“At My Funeral” - Crash Test Dummies
Janie’s Got A Gun Lyrics - Aerosmith. Should make for an interesting funeral. O.o
“I believe in a thing called love” - The Darkness
alright, i know i’m a dude, but let me just point out that female-identified people are people too, just like anyone else, and hence DON’T DO SHIT THAT THEY DON’T WANT THEM TO DO.
When a female-identified person screams and fights or says to stop, you fucking stop. This is the kind of mentality that feeds rape culture, and if you say i’m overacting - no. just no.
you don’t gaslight people (“get her mad, then kiss her”). you respect their boundaries (stopping when they tell you to stop). you don’t manipulate them or ignore their boundaries or pretend you know what they want (“she’ll scream and fight with you, but secretly, she loves it”). you don’t do stupid shit that could get both of you killed (“hold her hand when you drive”). you don’t treat her like a goddamn china doll that can’t do anything for herself (‘protect her). you don’t ignore someone’s feelings of anger or frustration by making it into a fucking romantic comedy or acting like their legitimate anger is ‘cute’ (“when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her”).
jesus christ, it’s shit like this that encourages men to ignore women’s boundaries and for women to think that sexual harassment is ‘romantic’. fucking hell.
Okay, firstly, THAT. ^^. Up there.
Secondly, I can’t swim. If you throw me in a pool, I’m going to drown. If you value my life, your ability to pump blood, or your genitals, don’t do this. I do not secretly love it, because if I don’t immediately go into cardiac arrest, I’m going to have the taste of your jugular in my mouth. Do you know how much Scope it takes to get that shit out?
Ditto to ALL the above. I have to say, I actually have a pretty severe fear of deep water thanks to almost drowning as a child and I swear to god if anyone ever tried to throw me in a pool, I’m taking a lesson from the-life-quixotic and ripping them apart. If you somehow manage to even survive grabbing me and picking me up, if I say put me down, you better fucking put. me. down. There is nothing secretly lovable about not wanting to drown.
You know how some scared animals attack first instead of waiting to see what happens? There will be no survivors.
I don’t like being touched a lot and I certainly don’t like tickling. So if I tell you to stop touching me (“tickle her, even when she tells you to stop”) you better stop right then and there. If I’m swearing at you, I probably have a very good reason for doing so. Don’t trivialize my anger by trying to interrupt me with a kiss or an “I love you.” You sit there and you listen and then we work it out if there’s a solution.
It isn’t cute or romantic to outright ignore someone when they say no. Treat them like the people they are and respect them for the very same reason.
EXACTLY! FUCKING EXACTLY! NO MEANS FUCKING NO!
Growing up as an only-child, Miss Doodles never really learned how to share.
—-Proof that cats really are jerks. Adorable, fuzzy, cute jerks.
I seriously can’t make this up:
A woman just told me that “the Dalai Lama is going to hell because he hasn’t accepted Christ into his heart.”
I said “good thing for him that he’s going to be reborn and lead others to peace and nirvana.”
She said, “just because he believes something doesn’t make it true.”
Um, yeah that really happened.
Edit: Randomhumanrambling I love your gif response.
A placebo-controlled study showed that an electrode surgically implanted into a particular brain region could eliminate symptoms of the deepest, most untreatable forms of depression:
Deep depression that fails to respond to any other form of therapy can be moderated or reversed by stimulation of areas deep inside the brain. Now the first placebo-controlled study of this procedure shows that these responses can be maintained in the long term1.
Neurologist Helen Mayberg at Emory University in Atlanta, Georgia, followed ten patients with major depressive disorder and seven with bipolar disorder, or manic depression, after an electrode device was implanted in the subcallosal cingulate white matter of their brains and the area continuously stimulated.
For psychiatrists accustomed to seeing severely depressed patients fail to respond — or fail to maintain a response — to antidepressant or cognitive therapy, these results seem near miraculous.
All but one of twelve patients who reached the two-year point in the study had completely shed their depression or had only mild symptoms.
“Its almost spooky.”
Of course, surgical implants to treat depression will never be mainstream or generally ethical, but it shows that focused therapies dealing with very precise brain regions could alleviate symptoms, at least for some of the most untreatable sufferers of depression.
(via Nature News)
I will never not re-blog this.
This story explains so much about this photo. — Tanya
Can Dogs Read Minds?
Dogs often seem to be psychic, anticipating what we’re going to say or do, and now a new study reveals one secret behind this canine ESP: Dogs intensely track our eye movements, which can be tied to intent.