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My name is Sophie. I'm a 17-year-old girl who loves unconditionally. My family is like a walking slapstick comedy and I love every minute of it, and I love every single one of my friends for a plethora of different reasons. I'm a huge nerd. I have several aspirations, from traveling each of the seven continents to becoming a linguistic anthropologist. I enjoy making and listening to music, (bluegrass), travel, autumn, Bones, and other miscellaneous performing arts. I play the piano, cello, and guitar, and some banjo. Reblog to your hearts' content. And I love questions.
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I speak English. Hablo Español. Je parle Français.
"Desert: luminous, fossilized network of inhuman intelligence, of a radical indifference—the indifference not merely of the sky, but of the geological undulations, where the metaphysical passions of space and time alone crystallize. Here the terms of desire are turned upside down each day, and night annihilates them. But wait for the dawn to rise, with the awakening of the fossil sounds, the animal silence."
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→ 10 Jun 12 at 12 pm
→ 10 Jun 12 at 12 pm
The gunmen emerged from pickup trucks at dawn, their faces hidden in balaclavas, and stormed into an encampment surrounded by a field of soybean plants near this town on Brazil’s porous frontier with Paraguay.
Witnesses said the men then shot Nísio Gomes, 59, a leader of the indigenous Guarani people; loaded his corpse onto a truck; and drove away.
“We want the bones of my father,” said Valmir Gomes, 33, one of Nísio’s sons, who witnessed the November attack. “He’s not an animal to drag away like that.”
Please read this. It breaks my little anthropologist heart. I will never understand why people think it is okay to destroy people like this.
