Day 1: Sort Out Your Life Will

Day 1: Sort out your life Will

Dear Tumblr, I’m a 22 year old mess, trying to get my shit life together and write my Masters dissertation. I love comics, so I’m writing on that, and if you have any tips / recommendation / advice, then I would love love LOVE to hear from you. 

I’ve kept a diary for a long time, and will continue to do so, but I want to chronicle my learning and my life in a new way, to share it and make conversations happen and organise it all and go paper-free. 

BOOM, that’s what I’m here for.

Depth Over Distance - Ben Howard // Choreography

Link submitted by http://say-cheez.tumblr.com/ 

Thanks for your submission, buddy! Beautiful dance, very soulful. :) All the best, Will :D

Illness is the night-side of life, a more onerous citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick. Although we all prefer to use only the good passport, sooner or later each of us is obliged, at least for a spell, to identify ourselves as citizens of that other place. I want to describe, not what it is really like to emigrate to the kingdom of the ill and live there, but the punitive or sentimental fantasies concocted about that situation: not real geography, but stereotypes of national character. My subject is not physical illness itself but the uses of illness as a figure or metaphor. My point is that illness is not a metaphor, and that the most truthful way of regarding illness - and the healthiest way of being ill - is one most purified of, most resistant to, metaphoric thinking. Yet it is hardly possible to take up one's residence in the kingdom of the ill unprejudiced by the lurid metaphors with which it has been landscaped. It is towards an elucidation of those metaphors, and a liberation from them, that I dedicate this enquiry.

Preface to ‘Illness as Metaphor’, Susan Sontag (1978)

How to catch a Thor: lie about the Tube Map.

See one way to do it would be to take the Northern Line, change at Waterloo and get the Jubilee to Canary Wharf then take the Docklands Light Railway to Greenwich, unless of course you want North Greenwich in which case the Jubilee can just take you right there.

I guess you haven’t heard the news that David Cameron face-fucked a pig.

In the news today; a man doesn’t sing the national anthem. Never mind the ongoing refugee crisis, or the child tax credits cut though, yeah?

https://embed-ssl.ted.com/talks/pilobolus_perform_symbiosis.html

I’ve found myself watching a lot of dance in my study breaks. I think it puts you in a really relaxed yet contemplative mood. This is quite an old video, but it takes my breath away every time I watch it.