mandaladana:

Analemma. The sun’s position in the sky, photographed from the same location at the same time of day throughout a year, forms an analemma. This shows the sun’s apparent swinging from its northernmost position, at the analemma’s uppermost point, at summer solstice, to its southernmost position/lowest point, at winter solstice.

fabricatedgeek:

thebibliosphere:

ragedizzy:

greatbigouterspacedunce:

wolfpratt:

mcsquigly:

thefreakhasgreeneyes:

weallendor:

The tols Vs. The smols

So what you’re saying is…in order to be a part of the dark side you must be above 6 feet tall?

You must be THIS tall to Join the Dark Side.

proof

now this makes so much sense

Originally posted by destroythesith

IT KEEPS CHECKING OUT

So, I had a sudden horrible thought and

*scREAMING*

@misguidedmusketeer

nestofstraightlines:

copperbadge:

emotionsandgrahamcrackers:

copperbadge:

I cannot get this poem out of my head. It haunts me. Joyously, it haunts me. 

in another thread, this user writes:

my name is Dog,
and wen its tea,
i hope they giv
sum foode to me –
i hope they shair
befor its gon –
they never do.
i dont get non.

😦

and then replies to their own comment:

my name is Cow,
and this is tru –
my caynine frend,
its up to yu.
so just be brayve
and smart insted –
and be like me.
i lik the bred.

First of all how dare you

I thought about these poems a lot today