i’ve only been playing dnd for a relatively short while but here’s what i’ve learnt so far:
splitting the party will always always result in something ridiculous happening, even if it’s for something as simple as a shopping trip
when in doubt just let the bard loose
if the DM raises their eyebrows it’s either the best idea or the worst idea
sometimes a box is just a box
sometimes the box that you think is just a box is not, in fact, a box
you will inevitably save magical items/potions for “when you really need them” and end up with 53729 forgotten, powerful objects in the bag of holding, begging to be used
Back in 2003, Druyan reflected on her nearly 20-year relationship with Sagan for The Skeptical Inquirer. The couple met at screenwriter Nora Ephron’s home in New York City in 1974, and were married from 1981 until his death from pneumonia 15 years later.
No matter what you do — or don’t — believe about the afterlife, Druyan’s note is irrefutably one of the most poignant letters ever written about the special peculiarity of love. Here’s an excerpt via Goodreads — but fair warning, get the tissues ready:
“When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me — it still sometimes happens — and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again.
Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting.
Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous-not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance… . That pure chance could be so generous and so kind… . That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time… . That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful…
The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.”
In writing this moving tribute for her husband, Druyan’s words perfectly captures why Sagan remains so beloved to this day.
“There is something in his delivery that communicates his genuine enthusiasm and awe for the universe and for science, and that just cuts straight to my heart,” Columbia University astrophysicist Summer Ash tells Inverse. “That letter is something I always try to keep in mind when interacting with students and kids. I want to do everything in my power to fan the flames for future thinkers behind me.”
Happy 83rd, Carl Sagan. From all of us here on the Pale Blue Dot, ad astra.
Source: Inverse
“As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, just as a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming-to-be, the existence, of the music. And, as you read and re-read, the book of course participates in the creation of you, your thoughts and feelings, the size and temper of your soul.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin (via excessivebookshelf)
If you don’t yet love your body as your own, sometimes it helps to think of it as a Thing you are capable of caring for.
What Dr. King actually said about car commercials.
“Each person is only given so many evenings, and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.”
— Charles Bukowski (via elshalarossa)
“Listen to me. Gender is a construct, society is a construct, money is a construct. But bedtime is very, very real.” Artist: Will McPhail
tuesday / background practice pieces (ii)