There are days when I want to get on Facebook or someplace public and say:
HEY! HEY LISTEN! GUESS WHAT!
There are days when I want to get on Facebook or someplace public and say:
HEY! HEY LISTEN! GUESS WHAT!
This is MARVELLOUS.
I do approve of this immensely. As I do the Zen Pencils version at http://zenpencils.com/comic/50-neil-gaiman-make-good-art/ by Gavin Aung Than (Which, admittedly, is how I came to this particular speech in the first place.)
(Source: squirrelysally)
not even pronouns
——(they sound kind of silly and make things complex)
not even clothes
——(obviously female-bodied, why bother to fight that)
what bugs me the most
——(i have to admit)
is that i don’t see the point
of making a distinction
between men and women
in my mind.
I heard this today. I don’t know who first told this story, but it is a story well worth telling, in all languages, to everyone.
Alan Rickman v. Neil Gaiman. Dear lord. I would have voted Gaiman.
Oh, dear God.
I was relieved when Stephen Fry and I drew with 50% of the Anglophenia vote each. There, I thought. That’s the way to do it. Honour is satisfied, and I do not have to apologise to anyone, or worry or ever think about this thing again.
I think people in BBC America are having too much fun with this contest.
One vote?
ALAN FUCKING RICKMAN?
Neil Gaiman famously posted on his Tumblr that he didn’t stand a chance against Stephen Fry in their Round 1 battle. But the novelist triumphed over his “national treasure” opponent – by ONE vote. (There were more lead changes in this matchup than in Bush/Gore.) This could be a case of “out of the frying pan and into the fire,” as Gaiman now faces last year’s champion Alan Rickman (who beat Gary Oldman in Round 1).
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imagining if your ocs had blogs is like the most horrible/hilarious thing ever
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…I am far too tempted to do this. NO. I have school in two months. I have THINGS to do…
…There’s a reason I don’t write songs generally, they wander off the rhythm pattern and I lose the melody halfway between invention and writing it down, but hey, feel free to read if you want.
—SJL
I believe in good, in love,
In capitalizing neither,
In the human capacity for both—
I believe in evil, in hatred,
That its source is humanity
And that humanity has the capability to choose it.
I believe in a Creator.
I believe it is beauty, and peace, and love, and life;
I believe it is genderless, faceless, nameless.
I believe in a Destroyer.
I believe it is carnage, and war, and hatred, and needless death.
I believe that neither have any form except through the act of free will.
I believe in the natural balance of all things, and that one cannot have life without death, light without darkness, and that evil is an imbalance—light without shadow causes just as much harm as darkness without a glimmer.
I believe in a soul, its composition unknown to me.
I believe in life after death, a life shaped by acts and intentions.
I believe in personal responsibility, and all it entails, for better or for worse.
I believe in the equality of humanity.
I believe in respect for life in all its forms—leavened with practicality and forethought.
I believe in the outstretched hand of aid and the embracing arms of comfort.
I believe that the paths of life are many, and no one path is meant for all.
I believe that gods are given life by thought and belief, and are no less powerful for that, nor less worthy of respect.
I believe that all gods are humanity’s attempts to understand mysteries, to comfort their spirits, that religions are created by humans, and therefore no god or religion or lack thereof is inherently right for all people, or necessarily correct; but neither is any inherently wrong, if it advocates against destruction and for peace.
I believe in finding your own path, and following wherever it leads.
I believe in change.
I believe in adaptation.
I believe in choice.
—SJL
When you’ve practically grown up with someone, how do you come to know where one person ends and another begins?