"You guys know about vampires? … You know, vampires have no reflections in a mirror? There’s this idea that monsters don’t have reflections in a mirror. And what I’ve always thought isn’t that monsters don’t have reflections in a mirror. It’s that if you want to make a human being into a monster, deny them, at the cultural level, any reflection of themselves. And growing up, I felt like a monster in some ways. I didn’t see myself reflected at all. I was like, “Yo, is something wrong with me? That the whole society seems to think that people like me don’t exist? And part of what inspired me, was this deep desire that before I died, I would make a couple of mirrors. That I would make some mirrors so that kids like me might see themselves reflected back and might not feel so monstrous for it."
Junot Diaz (via Tatiana Richards)
this frohawk STILL slays me.
How do you do this style? I MUST KNOW
It looks like a knot-out (destroyed quite a bit) just pinned up very securely. Very. Securely.
It also looks like the best thing ever.
"You are the books you read, the the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you meet, the dream you have, the conversations you engage in. You are what you take from these. Your are the sound of the ocean, the breath of fresh air, the brightest light and the darkest corner. You are a collective of every experience you have had in your life. Your are every single day. So drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. Let the words run trough your veins and let the colours fill your mind."
unknown. (via rrebecka)
hijabi lsp costume design idea for autumn （´ー｀）
NO WAY THIS IS SO CUTe OMG
freedom isn’t free… neither is opportunity
The unlikely journey that brought me here tonight began many miles from this podium. My brother Joaquin and I grew up with my mother Rosie and my grandmother Victoria. My grandmother was an orphan. As a young girl, she had to leave her home in Mexico and move to San Antonio, where some relatives had agreed to take her in. She never made it past the fourth grade. She had to drop out and start working to help her family. My grandmother spent her whole life working as a maid, a cook and a babysitter, barely scraping by, but still working hard to give my mother, her only child, a chance in life, so that my mother could give my brother and me an even better one.
As my grandmother got older, she begged my mother to give her grandchildren. She prayed to God for just one grandbaby before she died. You can imagine her excitement when she found out her prayers would be answered—twice over. She was so excited that the day before Joaquin and I were born she entered a menudo cook-off, and she won $300! That’s how she paid our hospital bill.
By the time my brother and I came along, this incredible woman had taught herself to read and write in both Spanish and English. I can still see her in the room that Joaquin and I shared with her, reading her Agatha Christie novels late into the night. And I can still remember her, every morning as Joaquin and I walked out the door to school, making the sign of the cross behind us, saying, “Que dios los bendiga.” “May God bless you.”
My grandmother didn’t live to see us begin our lives in public service. But she probably would have thought it extraordinary that just two generations after she arrived in San Antonio, one grandson would be the mayor and the other would be on his way—the good people of San Antonio willing—to the United States Congress.
My family’s story isn’t special. What’s special is the America that makes our story possible. Ours is a nation like no other, a place where great journeys can be made in a single generation. No matter who you are or where you come from, the path is always forward.
America didn’t become the land of opportunity by accident. My grandmother’s generation and generations before always saw beyond the horizons of their own lives and their own circumstances. They believed that opportunity created today would lead to prosperity tomorrow. That’s the country they envisioned, and that’s the country they helped build. The roads and bridges they built, the schools and universities they created, the rights they fought for and won—these opened the doors to a decent job, a secure retirement, the chance for your children to do better than you did.
And that’s the middle class—the engine of our economic growth. With hard work, everybody ought to be able to get there. And with hard work, everybody ought to be able to stay there—and go beyond. The dream of raising a family in a place where hard work is rewarded is not unique to Americans. It’s a human dream, one that calls across oceans and borders. The dream is universal, but America makes it possible. And our investment in opportunity makes it a reality.
Now, in Texas, we believe in the rugged individual. Texas may be the one place where people actually still have bootstraps, and we expect folks to pull themselves up by them. But we also recognize there are some things we can’t do alone. We have to come together and invest in opportunity today for prosperity tomorrow.
And it starts with education. Twenty years ago, Joaquin and I left home for college and then for law school. In those classrooms, we met some of the brightest folks in the world. But at the end of our days there, I couldn’t help but to think back to my classmates at Thomas Jefferson High School in San Antonio. They had the same talent, the same brains, the same dreams as the folks we sat with at Stanford and Harvard. I realized the difference wasn’t one of intelligence or drive. The difference was opportunity.
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Now, like many of you, I watched last week’s Republican convention. They told a few stories of individual success. We all celebrate individual success. But the question is, how do we multiply that success? The answer is President Barack Obama.
Mitt Romney, quite simply, doesn’t get it. A few months ago he visited a university in Ohio and gave the students there a little entrepreneurial advice. “Start a business,” he said. But how? “Borrow money if you have to from your parents,” he told them. Gee, why didn’t I think of that? Some people are lucky enough to borrow money from their parents, but that shouldn’t determine whether you can pursue your dreams. I don’t think Governor Romney meant any harm. I think he’s a good guy. He just has no idea how good he’s had it.
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This is the choice before us. And to me, to my generation and for all the generations to come, our choice is clear. Our choice is a man who’s always chosen us. A man who already is our president: Barack Obama.
In the end, the American dream is not a sprint, or even a marathon, but a relay. Our families don’t always cross the finish line in the span of one generation. But each generation passes on to the next the fruits of their labor. My grandmother never owned a house. She cleaned other people’s houses so she could afford to rent her own. But she saw her daughter become the first in her family to graduate from college. And my mother fought hard for civil rights so that instead of a mop, I could hold this microphone.
And while she may be proud of me tonight, I’ve got to tell you, Mom, I’m even more proud of you. Thank you, Mom. Today, my beautiful wife Erica and I are the proud parents of a three-year-old little girl, Carina Victoria, named after my grandmother.
redrew that sketch for a ref sheet of Zee today ‘cause apparently doing completely new things isn’t working for me tonight. (new one’s on the right)
fixed a few things to make it more accurate to her design while i was working at it. :U (larger head, shorter neck, larger chest, wider hips, etc)
still need to do the back view + variations for her horns/wings/tail, too.
Aldis Hodge as Captain America [x]
PEAK OF PHYSICAL PERFECTION INDEED
Um hello who is this man and how may I stare at him further??
Aldis is on the TNT show “Leverage”. Honestly, this is perfect.
Woo, chile. I have never needed something so much as I need this.
I would watch this. A lot.
zombie playground, a new game being funded through kickstarter
from the intro paragraph:Zombie Playground is an online, team based, action arena game with RPG elements. Gameplay will be deep, challenging, and rewarding. The game combines childhood nostalgia with horrific monsters, visceral combat, and a unique atmosphere straight out a child’s nightmares. We do want to make it very clear: this is not a game for kids!
this is the game i’ve been waiting my entire life for
“Goonies + Attack the Block + Walking Dead = Zombie Playground”
Wow cool! I’d totally play it.
Maybe take a look at the kickstarter page here
Power to the players and all that
HMMM I’d hesitate to call it Attack the Block simply because AtB had SO MANY POCS IT WAS MARVELOUS and this looks like tokens but with the possibility of customizing til your heart’s content SO ANYWAY I DIGRESS
YES I CAN GET BEHIND THIS.
I AM EXCITE.
LET’S DO THIS I LOVE ZOMBIES >:D
Maaaan, I’ll never be able to get my teeth pointed :(
World Avatars/Ancient Avatars. Africa, Middle East, East Asia, and South America.
PERFECTION ABOUND. PERFECTION ABOUND. PER. FEC. TION. OMG MY FEELS.
This would be awesome!
Why can’t there be more awesome animated shows like Avatar that are based in other cultures????
This artist is working on a show set in Mesoamerica:
Portraits of people from Northern Kenya taken by John Kenny
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