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We have no idea, now, of who or what the inhabitants of our future might be. In that sense, we have no future. Not in the sense that our grandparents had a future, or thought they did. Fully imagined cultural futures were the luxury of another day, one in which ‘now’ was of some greater duration. For us, of course, things can change so abruptly, so violently, so profoundly, that futures like our grandparents’ have insufficient ‘now’ to stand on. We have no future because our present is too volatile. … We have only risk management. The spinning of the given moment’s scenarios. Pattern recognition.
William Gibson, Pattern Recognition

GMOs now.  GMOs forever.

snowce:

Eric Holubow, Room With a View, color photograph 2008

Front row seat at life.

snowce:

Eric Holubow, Room With a View, color photograph 2008

Front row seat at life.

firsttimeuser:

“Angkor Thom” (Great City), 1920
photo by Martin Hürlimann

firsttimeuser:

“Angkor Thom” (Great City), 1920

photo by Martin Hürlimann

fuckyeahdementia:

he does to get laid

He’s big in Japan.

1993till:

thug-cat:

where you been all night son?

“get the belt”

1993till:

thug-cat:

where you been all night son?

“get the belt”

nevver:

Monday Morning Haiku

In a nutshell

firsttimeuser:

Bulldogs in Fancy Dress, 1905

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Another pint sir woofington?

Who needs clothes

Who needs clothes