Dominant Seventh

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My 80 year old grandpa saw me post this on facebook, and sent me an email about it -

The video of Tom was very impressive and compassionate.
To have a loved one die is hard enough but to be rejected by his parents is inhuman, a crime.
Almost as bad is that, I’d guess Tom’s parents claim to be “Christians” but are not believers in his teachings.

Seriously why can’t everyone think this way?


Thoughts.

I don’t want kids, and sometimes I wonder why exactly that is, until I go to a grocery store and hear some kid wailing.  Then it all rushes back to me in an instant, and I breathe a sigh of relief that I am childfree.

I’ve never been the motherly type, at least for children.  I am crazy about animals, especially my cat, but I’ve never felt like I want to play with or care for a kid.

I gave this some extra thought the other day, and realized this: I like babies alright.  I like tweens and teens alright.  It’s the age group between baby and teenager that I can’t stand.

So while I can most certainly appreciate an adorable baby or child, and would even watch one if I had to (though I’m never sure how to interact with kids), I don’t want any of my own.  I do not want that “pregnancy glow”.  I do not want extra stretchmarks, weight gain, sleeplessness, to change diapers or help with teething.  I’ll tell you your baby is cute, and mean it, but I’m not going to have one of my own.

Give me a cat, a Schnauzer or a German Shepherd any day.


What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.

— CARL SAGAN (via Advice to Writers)

(Source: kadrey)