But in Dreams

Aloha `oe, aloha `oe
E ke onaona noho i ka lipo
One fond embrace,
A ho`i a`e au
Until we meet again

There’s an interesting thing that happens with your body concerning water. You can actually tell where someone is from by analyzing the isotopic content of the water in their body.

Basically, water is water, but not all water is made of the same atoms. Some water has more neutrons than other water. Some water has less. But based on this neutron count, for lack of a less scientific term, a person’s location can be derived, as the isotopic make-up of water is unique by location. Sure, a person can mess this up a lot by moving to a different area, exclusively drinking water that is actually imported from another area, but you get the picture

The human body is approximately 60% water. It’s one of the few things in your body that is actually being replaced constantly. The reason is that the biological half life of water is between 4-18 days. This means in that time, half of the water that was in your body will be gone. Makes sense now that the average, healthy human will die between 3-10 days without water. You try living with half the water in you.

Between 4-18 days, you will have replaced half of the water in you. If you lived in one area, say California, and you move to a drastically new place, like Ohio, give it, at the most, 4 and a half years, and you will have replaced every single water molecule in your body that you used to have. 60% of you is now completely Ohioan. 60% of you is now lost to the world. 

Interesting potential for a super in-depth metaphor for a vague poem about changing. Yes?

Sources: Science forums, some biology papers, and the class Instrumental Analysis led by Dr. Edmiston of the College of Wooster 

1- Extremists are very good at their jobs

2- People have an exceeding potential to do good

3- America is still racist as fuck and it makes me fear the day that Asians are grouped into the “danger” category. Not an irrational fear, what with the North Korean propaganda circulating…

4- People need to stop trying to help the investigations in a frantic, unorganized way. That image of the “bomber” going around on Imgur is a high school track runner. He already had to go to court to clear his name, but will have to live with this internet infamy for the rest of his life. Because he’s Arab-looking. Because people thought he looked like a bomber.

I wonder what the extremist wanted. I wonder if it was someone trying to expose corruption, trying to instill fear, trying to show shame. I wonder if his intentions, if calmly explained, would be understood. I wonder if even now, if his intentions could be made clear, a message would come across, a lesson would be learned.

People assume extremists are crazy. I don’t know if I believe that. They are misguided, maybe, but they merely passionately devote themselves to something. Honestly, if we were to take much of Western-Liberal interpersonal interaction rules seriously, we would only be able to say we are mad that they hurt other people. Because they have as much right to an opinion as we do.

I am extremely introverted, and therefore usually communicate very poorly the ideas I have in my head. As a result, I end up on the losing end of most debates because I am usually up against someone who is able to convey, very clearly, what they’re thinking. However, I have an imagination that my words cannot keep up with. I hear one line of dialogue, and instantly I see a story, a scene, a character that has a million things attached to it. I compose a poem in my head that makes me cry and laugh at the same time. My notes and lyrics would cause revolutions. But I can’t tell people what they are because…I simply am not capable of communicating my thoughts. 

I am also terrified of the criticism I’ll experience concerning my work, but that’s normal.

I am not so proud to say that I think I am unique in this thinking. I know there are hidden geniuses in many of us. Definitely not all of us, but I know some of us are smart. Kind of. 

But I’m going to try. I’m going to try to tell stories I have thought of, write poems I have been afraid to put on paper, maybe even a song or two. 

An additional struggle is my inability to edit. Like. I can’t do it. Not to my own work. I just…can’t…

I’m going to try to put something up here within the week. Maybe even as soon as today. Who knows.

Keep me accountable? Text me and ask how it’s going? Ask if I need help? Because I might

Stop being so goddamm attractive. In your fucking suit and tie. Stop dancing. It’s making me fall in love with you. Shtaaaaaaaappp

And as long as I got my suit and tie
I’ma leave it all on the floor tonight

I think I found a new life motto.

That’s about it. Thank you so much, anyone and everyone that donated. 

We’ve done it! 100% and more of the $2,500 goal!

Just so you know, my brother’s already addressed what we might do if we exceed 100%

It still might be too early to say, but we have been considering what we might do if we were to exceed our targeted goal. 

The plan is to purchase TWO photo printers and DOUBLE the ink toner. 
The project has the finite cutoff date of when we return and the first photo book is printed, however, we are currently entertaining the idea of leaving both the printers behind and passing on the torch to someone that has the same passion that lives locally. That’s a hurdle we’ll deal with later on, but at that point the Ubuntu Project will be an entirely different monster than what you’re seeing now. 

But yeah, thanks guys. If you haven’t yet, it’s still not too late to give even more than we’ve asked for, to shower us with even more generosity, and yeah stuff. 

=]

Can’t believe we got this much money in such a short time

Thank you.

dncingtbone:

IS HOW MUCH MONEY WE’VE GOTTEN SO FAR

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP IN ANY WAY YOU CAN!

EVEN JUST REBLOGGING WOULD BE GREAT CUZ YOU ALL HAVE MORE FOLLOWERS THAN I DO

PLEASE HELP

Money is stupid but we need it….

http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/nateyi/the-ubuntu-project

It’s for my brother and I to go to the slums of Kenya and take family portraits for them FOR FREE so they can have a picture of themselves. It’s a fun project. And would be more fun if we can actually do it.

I would like to add/remind you that if we do NOT reach the goal, the entire funding goes away. Meaning the project falls flat on its face and doesn’t happen. In case you were wondering what would happen.