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My blog is a mixture of different things.
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“Not all those who wander are lost.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien (via quotemadness)
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This image of an incredibly rare white puma was captured by a game camera in Parque Nacional Sierra de Órganos in Brazil. Because this amazing feline does not have red eyes means it is thought to be not albino but leuistic.
Please don’t sit on gravestones. Please don’t sit on headstones or footstones. No matter if they are old or new. No matter if you want a good photo. Please, don’t disrespect the dead by sitting on their tombstone.
“Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.”
— Iain Thomas (via larmoyante)
Non Zero Sum
In 2013, Elisa Lam’s naked body was found drowned in a water tank. No one knows how she got into the water tank. No one knows who or what she was pointing to when she got into that elevator, or why this seemingly normal person had decided to kill themselves out of nowhere. The details of that case have been scrutinized by the internet and the police for years, but no one can make sense of what happened. Elisa Lam had a mental illness, but she had her pills with her and was clearly sane. The water tank, and also access to the rooftop that housed the tank was locked. And, in possibly the most inexplainable fact of the case: elevator footage of Elisa Lam acting errationally, gesturing to unseen things and acting extremely scared of something. To this date, no one knows why or how she did what she did.
In 1980, Lindy Chamberlain was arrested for the murder of her daughter, Azaria. Azaria had died during a family camping trip in the Australian wilderness. The only suspect was Lindy, for obvious reasons: she was the only person who had constant access to Azaria. Lindy spent more than 3 years in prison, but during that whole time she had only one thing to say: a dingo ate her baby. The court thought Lindy cut Azaria’s throat and hid her somewhere. Later, scraps of Azaria’s clothing were found in a dingo lair. A dingo had indeed eaten Azaria.
These are two stories about unusual deaths, but the latter is the more comforting one. For it asks a question and offers an answer.
A constant exposure to rational answers leads one to believe in rational things, and thus rational answers are expected. That’s how I’ve grown up. That’s how we’ve all grown up. Missing person cases end with corpses or retrieval. The creaks of your staircase are from your father. Five men decide to get out of their car in the middle of a blizzard and run into the woods- don’t mind the fact they heard someone calling them, or that they saw an immensely bright light in front of them.
They run because they were trying to calm their scared autistic friend.
But there are certain things that don’t have answers, in a constant state of questioning. Do you know what happened to Malaysia Airlines Flight 370? Where Amelia Earhart crashed? What caused the bloop? Alien sightings? Roanoke? And, perhaps most importantly, can jet fuel melt steel beams?
We were taught that for every question there is an answer. A zero-sum relationship, one for one. But the truth is that there are outliers, things out of the norm. Questions without answers, answers without questions.
I’d like to believe that we just haven’t gotten the means to find those answers yet. I’d like to believe that we know this world and we can trust it. I’d like to believe that bedtime stories are just stories, and the creaks in the staircase are from the old house.
But what if they aren’t?
The world’s a weird place.
Take care.
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