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I am Vincent Hardy. I live in San Diego, California. I have lived for 22 years. This started out as a kind of journal and was created in an effort to express myself in a more complex way. I'm a nerdfighting vegetarian and I like friends, music, reading, film, dogs, exercise, snowboarding, surfing, longboarding, and many more things. Ask me something!

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This is a culture war. The right side is winning, at great cost. At great personal costs to people like Anita Sarkeesian, Leigh Alexander, Zoe Quinn and even Jennifer Lawrence, and countless others who are on the frontlines of creating new worlds for women, for girls, for everyone who believes that stories matter and there are too many still untold. We are winning. We are winning because we are more resourceful, more compassionate, more culturally aware. We’re winning because we know what it’s like to fight through adversity, through shame and pain and constant reminders of our own worthlessness, and come up punching. We know we’re winning because the terrified rage of a million mouthbreathing manchild misogynists is thick as nerve gas in the air right now.

Us Social Justice Warriors – this is me, stealing that word in order to use it against my enemies- are winning the culture war by tearing up the rulebook, and there’s nothing the sad, mad little boys who hate women and queers and people of colour can do about it. Nothing, at least, that doesn’t sabotage their strategy, because they can win their game from day to day, but they’re losing the war. They can punish me for writing this, and I’m sure they will, but that will only prove my point. I’m not afraid anymore.

Every time they make an example of one of us, ten more stand up in outrage to hold her up or take her place.

We are stronger, smarter and more numerous than anyone imagined, and we are not to be fucked with.


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Koyaanisqatsi (1982; dir. Godfrey Reggio; cinematography Ron Fricke)

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volcano choir | byegone

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Sometimes we need to stop and say “Thank you for loving me.”

It is such a simple thing to say yet it carries so much weight, whether it is with a spouse while you both read your books or it’s with a friend who has been with you through thick and thin or it is to a family member who has loved you from the start.

Those words, that thought, the action of saying it to them with purpose and truth can mean the world to them. Because after all, they mean enough for you to say “Thank you for loving me.”

T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via creatingaquietmind)

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Children of the Mind (No spoilers)

I wasn’t sure what to think at the start of this book. I was unenthused by the sections dedicated to Ender, for which I now understand the purpose, however as the story progressed I was able to lose myself in this universe of new planets, new species, philosophy, and love.

It truly is a form of art the way I’m sucked into these novels. First I’m invested in the characters who have real problems just like anybody else, but when these problems are addressed they do so from the perspective of the entire human species as well as the single individual.

I really enjoy reading a novel that tricks you into having a philosophical debate, you’ll be going along thinking about specific situations in the story and then realize how easily these same concepts generalize to your own life and everyone else’s lives too.

In conclusion I’ll leave you with my favorite quote from the book:

"Changing the world is good for those who want their names in books. But being happy, that is for those who write their names in the lives of others, and hold the hearts of others as the treasure most dear."

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