?We cannot be social reformers without one-on-one, face-to-face, chair-to-chair interaction: or you revoke your own right to speak.
If a teenage girl in your church is pregnant, we talk with her. Not at her. Let her know her options and your beliefs. Whatever she chooses, love her like your own daughter, sister, and blood.
We do not judge. We do not storm the abortion clinic. We do not solely declare the birth of the baby as a victory: because this teenage mother and her baby have a long road ahead, and “pro-choice” or “pro-life” don’t even begin to meet the entirety of their needs.
If a young man approaches you about his homosexual feelings, we are not going to blame the President or point out scientific studies or go into a holy monologue. We will love him, listen to him, and show him what we believe is true. Whatever he chooses, love him like your own son, brother, and blood.
We do not condemn. We do not solely declare a change of his sexuality as a victory: because no human being is merely his sexual orientation, and he will need gentleness and patience and wisdom for all the areas of his life for the rest of his life.
If you’re fighting for social reform in the legal arena, then I hope you’re also caring for girls who have had abortions and listening to teenagers confess their sexual orientations.
I hope we’re not just clamoring for faceless disembodied ideology, but that our sleeves are rolled up in the mess of hurt people.?
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Artist Nike Savvas transforms mathematic formulas into beautiful sculptures.
The extra-special key ingredient to make this tasty brain dish work is “perspective”.
Also, I’m gonna go ahead and throw out the word “Spirograph”
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?You are a fleeting diamond piercing the night air; I am not in love with the glow or the eloquence, I am irrationally in love with something more supreme: Partly with the essence of your breathing each time you take the time to write to me. Or with your lonesome and delicate breathing altogether. I sat admiring your handwriting for a good deal of twenty minutes. I began to observe the shape of each letter, each line across the paper so beautiful, serene, almost divine. Could a person not surrender to your choice of words? Even If you meant half of these things, you would still have all beating muscles of my heart at your complete disposal. This is not an exaggeration or a linguistic hyperbole. What is it with you and the night, my darling? You seem intertwined with this darkness; with all these nightly echoes of subterranean impression. And although I feel it is most inadequate to intrude - I still wish to indulge in the pleasure of sharing that particular midnight silence with you. It would perhaps take us to another star; an unborn landscape of psychological awareness.?
Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf
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Hubble has spotted an ancient galaxy that shouldn’t exist
This galaxy is so large, so fully-formed, astronomers say it shouldn’t exist at all. It’s called a “grand-design” spiral galaxy, and unlike most galaxies of its kind, this one is old. Like, really, really old. According to a new study conducted by researchers using NASA’s Hubble Telescope, it dates back roughly 10.7-billion years — and that makes it the most ancient spiral galaxy we’ve ever discovered.“The vast majority of old galaxies look like train wrecks,” said UCLA astrophysicist Alice Shapley in a press release. “Our first thought was, why is this one so different, and so beautiful?”
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“It’s called a “grand-design” spiral galaxy, and unlike most galaxies of its kind, this one is old. Like, really, really old.”
Old as BALLS.
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