r u ever like damn i hate my body but then ur like life is an illusion i’m floatin around on a rock trapped in an orbit around a ball of flame in a vast & largely unknown universe where death is unescapable who gives a shit ???
In the first [account of the Second Age (The Rings of Power)] we see a sort of second fall or at least ‘error’ of the Elves. There was nothing wrong essentially in their lingering against counsel, still sadly with the mortal lands of their old heroic deeds. But they wanted to have their cake without eating it. They wanted peace and bliss and perfect memory of ‘The West’, and yet remain on the ordinary earth where their prestige as the highest people, above wild Elves, dwarves, and Men, was greater than at the bottom of the hierarchy of Valinor. They thus became obsessed with ‘fading’, the mode in which the changes of time (the law of the world under the sun) was perceived by them. They became sad, and their art (shall we say) antiquarian, and their efforts all really a kind of embalming—even though they also retained the old motive of their kind, the adornment of earth, and the healing of its hurts. … There arose a friendship between the usually hostile folk (of Elves and Dwarves) for the first and only time, and smithcraft reached its highest development. But many of the Elves listened to Sauron. He was still fair in that early time, and his motives and those of the Elves seemed to go partly together: the healing of the desolate lands. Sauron found their weak point in suggesting that, helping one another, they could make Western Middle-earth as beautiful as Valinor. It was really a veiled attack on the gods, an incitement to try and make a separate independent paradise. Gilgalad repulsed all such overtures, as also did Elrond. But at Eregion great work began—and the Elves came their nearest to falling to ‘magic‘ and machinery. With the aid of Sauron’s lore they made the Rings of Power….
—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien, 131 (Art by Angus McBride)
May the hoof of definitions not crush the unlimited rise of your being.
prompte, quicke, wittie and sentencious saiynges
This older version appeared in Nicolas Udall’s translation of Apophthegmes, that is to saie, prompte, quicke, wittie and sentencious saiynges, 1542, where it reads:
“Which as often as thei see theim selfes to haue the worse ende of the staffe in their cause.“
grainy shit, sliced, toasted, slathered in coconut oil, blueberry stuff on top of that
coffee
make coffee,
maybe brewed with a small spoonful of almond powder
drink it black
w/a little coconut oil in the cup.
it floats on top;
happy lips
“cookizza”? for americans only.
+ spread a quantity of pizza dough onto surface
+ i had a thing of almond paste sitting around. if this is true of you, too: roll out a thing of almond paste, or half of one, into flatness. if you somehow end up with a circle-shaped giant almond pancake, then, amazing; just press it onto the pizza circle, circle-on-circle style.
…but my almondshit always comes in a cylindrical tube and aint nobody got time to pound that thing into radial-symmetry submission – i just roughly roll it out and smash the resulting irregular floppy slabs of paste onto the pizzadoughsurface. just Pangea that shit into place. whatever.
alternatively, one could handroll bits of the almond paste into ballbits and use as part of the crumble topping instead.
+ spread thin layer of (blueberry, in this case) preserves across the doughpaste surface for lubricant. could also introduce a nut butter here. but i would use it in addition rather than instead of…. user beware of sacrificing the fruity brightness of the preserves
+ assemble crumble topping. i use misc. pantry stuff:
— a few tablespoons of coconut flour
— a few tablespoons of oats
— a few tablespoons of grapenuts ©
— a heaping spoonful of brown sugar
— i intended to use dried unsweetened coconut flakes, too. but i forgot. they weren’t missed.
^ combine above dry ingredients or their analogues in a containerbowl, then take 1 big spoonful of coconut oil and a couple pats of butter (or use all of either and none of the other); mash the fats around in the bowl with hands until the whole mess is oilycrumblynice (this is fingery work; massage it)
— crumble the crumble onto the bed of blueberry.
— [on a whim i then took a couple spoonfuls’ worth of the “honey roasted” honey bunches of
oats and spread em thinly on top for extra unincorporated surface crunch]
— drizzle chocolate sauce (i melted a chocolate bar) decoratively over the whole thing, this makes it totally classy
— conservative pinch of salt on top of all that (edit: been putting the salt on top of the jam in subsequent batches)
— ~425 degrees until browned crust
– soak the shit out of some sticky rice (somewheres between 3 and 30 hours)
– cook to goo, in coconut milk & 1-2 tablespoons coconut oil (frequent or near-constant stirring probably required, lid-off recommended)
– roll into 1 to 3inch balls and/or pattycakes and/or amorphous globules
** optional: shove an almond or hazlenut in each riceglom
– coat the balls in a suitable crumb(l)y topping, e.g. nut meal or [pulverized [graham cracker/cookie/biscuit/cold cereal/granola etc]] — (my topping typically = dried almond pulp from nutmilking) — .. (could substitute any kinda flour in a pinch, but this would be a grave textural sacrifice)
– fry in coconut oil to goldenbrown crispystuffs
– dust the hotgreasyballs in powdersugar & cinnamon
– dry on rack
– eat
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optional: RED BEAN. GREEN TEA. PUMPKIN. TARO. BLUE PEA FLOWER.
make gently purple all over.
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+ diced cucumbers in a bowl (usually 1 serving for me is half of one of those giant canadian fuckers)
+ minimal amount of soy sauce (.75 tablespoon perhap)
+ combine & stir/toss gently for a good 20 seconds to a minute — cukes should absorb soy sauce nicely
add these things:
+ black pepper, dill, fresh minced garlic – 1-3 cloves
+ crushed up bits of those wasa crackers or other grainy numcrunch; i’ve been burning through this box of fancy pumpkin seed cheddar crispbread
super extra note: i like to eat it with a tiny spatula to get every bit outta the bowl, less awkward than a spoon
[[[[[[[[[i also use my tiny spatula to get the last chunks out of jam and nut butter jars etc… then i get the last last of it out by adding a little water & giving a shake; use the liquid as the start of a sauce or curry.spatspatspat]]]]]]]]]
written in condescending level of detail for micah
goal re: proportions = looking for visible flecks of pepper & feta dispersed pleasingly. each biggish spoonful should have a wee little chunk or two of olive, & proportionally more of everything else.
^ i rarely accomplish this due to impoverished olive supply and laziness re: cutting them as fine as is necessary… olives/other veggies can be gently pulsed in food processor but this will make the whole salad a little less “bright” and crisp in appearance. more importantly this will tend to make it significantly wetter, particularly if other veggies are added (though the cuke is mostly to blame)… it benefits greatly from 10 minute air-out in a big roomy strainer after assembly, during which any added nuts/seeds will also absorb moisture.
in the event of a major fuckup that somehow renders it completely sodden and unappetizingly sloplike, carefully folding in dried nut pulp/meal or breadcrumbs by the spoonful helps.
…. it can also be wokked up (sans cheese) into a hot salad to get around insurmountable moisture problems. (if doing it hot purposefully, swap cuke for zook)
+ make spätzle or other pasta; reserve the water
+ cook some pert little mushrooms (e.g. baby bella), halved, in a little oil on low-medium heat until they start to exude their juicefluids, then add sherry & about 1 tablespoon honey & reduce.. if liquid runs low add more sherry and/or red wine
+ at the same time, cook some beef & cube it & set aside, OR, better, cook to almost-done, then cube and throw in with the mushrooms when they’re about halfway done
+ sauce option: combine pan juices of beef and mushrooms with a little pasta water & simmer till desired
+ pile everything together, add pepper, salt to taste, cheese if desired
3 cups berries or fruit of choice — combine in saucepan with generous dash of honey or sugar to taste (max 1/4 cup, less if you’re using a mild fruit. i keep it tart). cook over low-medium heat, stir gently until berries start to burst (ie blueberries) or until they’re mash-able and liquidy and melty. bout five min.
add 1/4 cup chia seeds. keep cooking & stir often until very thick. about 15 min; less if recipe is halved. cool completely.
**STORE IN THE FRIDGE** for up to 7 days
(adapted from the bob’s red mill chia seed package… thanks bob)
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Entangled Photons Make a Picture from a Paradox – Scientific American
Physicists have devised a way to take pictures using light that has not interacted with the object being photographed. This form of imaging uses pairs of photons, twins that are ‘entangled’ in such a way that the quantum state of one is inextricably linked to the other. While one photon has the potential to travel through the subject of a photo and then be lost, the other goes to a detector but nonetheless ‘knows’ about its twin’s life and can be used to build up an image. Normally, you have to collect particles that come from the object to image it, says Anton Zeilinger, a physicist at the Austrian Academy of Sciences in Vienna who led the work. “Now, for the first time, you don’t have to do that.” One advantage of the technique is that the two photons need not be of the same energy, Zeilinger says, meaning that the light that touches the object can be of a different colour than the light that is detected. For example, a quantum imager could probe delicate biological samples by sending low-energy photons through them while building up the image using visible-range photons and a conventional camera. The work is published in the August 28 issue of Nature. Zeilinger and his colleagues based the technique on an idea first outlined in 1991, in which there are two paths down which a photon can travel. Each contains a crystal that turns the particle into a pair of entangled photons. But only one path contains the object to be imaged.
According to the laws of quantum physics, if no one detects which path a photon took, the particle effectively has taken both routes, and a photon pair is created in each path at once, says Gabriela Barreto Lemos, a physicist at Austrian Academy of Sciences and a co-author on the latest paper.
Step one. Suppose you clear away all the happinesses that you distrust? Step two. Clear away all the unhappinesses that you have come to trust. Get rid of them too, don’t count on your miseries or your titillations. What will be left behind? Perhaps, after you’ve cleaned all that out, you might find in the back of your cupboard something like the theme of the Goldberg Variations. A deeply trustable happiness. A tender, discombobulating — but not discombobulated! — smile with just enough sadness and loss in it to be believable, to be endurable.
Jeremy Denk‘s beautiful meditation on ”the mishmash of reverence and irreverence” in Bach’s Goldberg Variations.
Lest we forget, happiness is a learned capacity.
(via explore-blog)
a magician asks you to pick a card – any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack – anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
the assumption that my presence makes everyone else as uncomfortable as it makes me
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