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Being Alone, Animals, and Beautiful: eutopianext: khaaaaaaaaaan: the-tarot-cafe: She is singing an ancient herding song from mid-north Sweden and Norway. I sense very old vibrations in the calling tones. See what happens to the cows as the singing calls.The singer is Jonna Jinton. Ohohoh, but we have SO MANY of these old songs and tunes (called “kulokk” in Norwegian). Some with lyrics, some without. Some with straight up talking and almost shouting inbetween the most enchanting melodies. They’re using every bit of their voice range to create these tunes, and it’s all based on a wonderful traditional Scaninavian way of singing (that can be a lot more characteristic than in this video, but this is beautiful as well!). In Norway up to the 1800s these amazing women (and only women) spent their summers, often all alone, in the Norwegian mountains to herd and milk cows, and let the animals roam freely. To attract them they would make up these wonderful tunes, and there is even folklore that connects these women to the huldra, which is a Scandinavian forest/mountain siren. She takes the form of a beautiful woman, often portrayed in traditional dresses that partly cover up her animal tail (in Norway a cow’s tail, in Sweden a fox’ tail) that would give away her true nature if anyone saw it. So, the tunes and their effect on animals, combined with these strong women in the beautiful landscape was just too much for people to handle, so people started fantasizing about women like these being straight up supernatural. American version no one asked for: a farmer in Kansas with a trombone.
Anaconda, Bailey Jay, and Memes: Pink Floyd performing in Venice, 1989 Since its birth, rock music has been seen as a revolutionary force and an agent of social change. But Pink Floyd’s show in Venice on July 15th, 1989, unintentionally resulted in the mayor and the entire city council resigning in the aftermath of their performance.⁣ ⁣ Even before a note was played, residents were up in arms, saying that the vibrations caused by the music had the potential to cause harm to the ancient monuments. So the band, sympathetic to the city, agreed to reduce the volume of its performance from 100 decibels to 60, and performed from a floating barge in a lagoon 200 yards from the square.⁣ ⁣ It was the audience, which numbered 200,000, that did the most damage. Officials said that they left behind 300 tons of garbage, and because the city didn’t provide portable bathrooms, concertgoers relieved themselves on the monuments and walls.⁣ ⁣ The public outrage was immediate. At a public meeting two days later, Mayor Antonio Casellati took defense saying that there was “unusual pressure” from “RAI”, the state-run television network that profited from the concert. But his attempts at spin were shouted down with "Resign, resign, you've turned Venice into a toilet." The Venetians got their wish. Before the end of the week, the entire city council had resigned, taking Casellati — who was elected by a coalition in the council — down with them.

Since its birth, rock music has been seen as a revolutionary force and an agent of social change. But Pink Floyd’s show in Venice on July 15...

Anaconda, Arguing, and Avon: foone Follow oone Here's the question I always have with universal translators in sci-fi: how do they know when to stop translation? Like say an alien asks about deserts on earth, and the human lists "the sahara desert, gobi desert and kalahari desert" Alien: You just said "desert" six times. :43 AM-19 Jul 2018 756 Retweets 1,883 Likes 068 ロ756 ㅇ1.SK foone @Foone 24h ("Sahara" is Arabic for "desert". "Gobi is Mongolian for "desert, and "Kalahari is Tswana for "desert foone @Foone 24h Man, the aliens are going to think we're so bad at naming. Cause really, aren't Brit: Behold, the beautiful River Avon Alien: Ahh, the River River. You humans have such a knack for naming things. foone Foone 24h Here we are in Chad, looking upon the mighty Lake Chad! Ahh yes, the land of Lake, bordering the Lake Lake. Another fine human name." foone @Foone 24h And here's Nyanza Lac, in Burundi. As you can tell by the fact that it's named Lake Lake in Bantu & French, it's a la... actually this one's a city. A city named Lake Lake strange-emily I found this thing on Facebook... and l fell down the Humans Are Weird hole yet again. ( first did before I even started my blog - Pinterest is sooo full of these posts! And I keep falling down it from time to time, when I discover something new) sirthane You could do it like Douglas Adams with some device that reads brainwaves (or whatever jargon you choose) and translates the intended meaning of the words according to the speaker. In this context, for instance, the speaker intends the word Sahara to mean the name of the place, so the translator would translate it accurately as Sahara Desert. I've thought about things like this before. Mostly about the common rip at ghost hunter shows and movies about how a x00 years old German castle has ghosts that speak perfect, crystal clear, modern English. My thoughts on a plausible explanation were that an apparition would not physically speak by causing vibrations in the air. Rather, consider the possibility that they instead push thoughts into the minds of those it interacts with causing them to experience the sensation of hearing and seeing them as a means to communicate Your brain receives thoughts of the meanings and concepts the being intends to convey. That's why you hear them in your native language, no matter what you speak or where you're at. This also comes with the bonus of explaining why proof is never found on audio or video recordings. The sights and sounds you perceive didn't actually physically happen. You could also reasonably argue that they'd still be able to interact with (push) physical objects with strong enough emotions through some means (depending on canon) while communicating in this manner by saying that expanding and contracting the air in such a way to create the sound of voice with intelligible words would require far too much precision and control ldk. It's fun stuff to think about. Source:strange-emily #brain waves #translation #ghost echnology #humans are space australians #humans are insane #humans are space oddities #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans 16,100 notes A neat solution to a worldbuilding problem

A neat solution to a worldbuilding problem

Crying, Family, and Life: Anonymous said U're probably only wearing a scarf cuz ur hair's ugly... how u gonna prove I'm wrong without breaking the rules of ur religion hm? <p><a href="http://thebootydiaries.tumblr.com/post/158682223932/tears-fill-my-eyes-as-i-read-the-words-on-my" class="tumblr_blog">thebootydiaries</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-read the anonymous message over and over again, gripping on to the hope that the words will magically disappear. But they didn’t. Anon had done it; they’d figured out that the only way to make me take off my hijab was to call my hair ugly. My one weakness. </p> <p>A tear streams down my left cheek. </p> <p>Eight years of academy hijab training…wasted. I had to prove this extremely relevant and good-looking anonymous person wrong, I cared too much about what they thought. How could I live my life knowing that there is one person out there who thinks probably my hair is ugly maybe? How could I look myself in the mirror? How could I face my family? My shoulders shook as I cried silently, and my chair squeaked ever so slightly at the vibrations; as if it, too, was crying in sorrow.</p> <p>It wasn’t until that moment that the second part of the message dawned on me… how <i>would</i> I prove them wrong without breaking the rules? Was it really against the rules? I reach into my hijab and pull out a scroll. At the very top, in cursive jet-black inked letters, the word ‘Rules’ stares back at me. My heart is racing as my eyes frantically read the scroll. <br/></p> <p><i>‘Rule #1: no killing people,’</i> it reads. I let out a whimper. There go my evening plans. <br/></p> <p>Suddenly, my eye catches the next words. The scroll is rustling in my trembling hands as I turn my face away, tears spraying out of my eyes like the spit of a white person as they try to justify racism. The cursive words felt more like a curse of words, vivid and refusing to disappear as if I were still staring at them even through my closed eyes.</p> <p><i>Rule #2: don’t show ur hair girl it’s ugly lmaooooo</i></p> </blockquote> <p>“The cursive words felt more like a curse of words” I am SCREAMING</p>

thebootydiaries: Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-rea...