Some of my own and random reblogs.

I do not trust people who don’t love themselves and yet tell me, ‘I love you.’ There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt.

~ Maya Angelou (via conflictingheart)

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thewomanofkleenex:

kelsium:


Big sister drops to her knees to show affection to newborn 

Photo by James Irwin

Best big sister elephant.

thewomanofkleenex:

kelsium:

Big sister drops to her knees to show affection to newborn 

Photo by James Irwin

Best big sister elephant.

CANDY

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proyectoyakuza:

by Horitomo.

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There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

—Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (via kellydeanna)

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Grease (1978)

Grease (1978)

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bigdipper24:

Everything can be made better with Googly eyes.

halfhardtorock:

magpieandwhale:

melodyofthemoonlight:

awkwardsituationist:

since becoming the the first person to ever hand rear newborn elephants, daphne sheldrick, featured in the first picture, has spent over half a century caring for more than 140 of kenya’s orphaned baby elephants.

sheldrick operates her nursery and orphanage - named after her late husband, david sheldrick - with the help of 55 keepers, each charged with becoming a full time around the clock parent, and about 20,000 people who “foster” an elephant online.

but it is the elephants who chose their parents. it is the keeper who must ingratiate himself to them and earn their trust. one keeper, mishak, is loved best. sheldrick says he’s “a simple man…but he’s got a deep love in his heart for the elephants, which is unusual because he comes from a poaching fraternity. he can persuade an elephant to live when it wants to die.”

when baby elephants first arrive, they are traumatized from having witnessed the slaughter of their mothers and family by poachers. grieving can last several months, and they often lose the will to live.

unable to fend for themselves in the wild, and dependent on their mother’s milk, they also arrive in poor health. some arrive injured and starving from having fallen into wells or manholes (fifth photo), a not uncommon occurrence.  

many also find it difficult to socialize with the new elephants. but keepers are quick to encourage socialization (as seen in the third photo), which is the best way to get them back in good health and spirits. the elephants care for one another, and the older ones are quick to nurture the younger ones (the seventh photo shows older elephants lying down so younger ones can play on them.)

ultimately, the elephants are released back into the wild, but they often return for medical care and to show off their own children. as sheldrick says, “their sense of family is as strong as ours… all the females are very maternal, even the young ones. the caring and nurturing is far greater in elephants than it is in humans, and loyalty and friendship endures.”

"they are just like us. only better," she continues. "they’re not corrupted. their memories are amazing and their convoluted thinking and reasoning is equal to that of a human."

photos by brent stirton and mike nichols. text was adapted from an article by jessamy calkin. daphne sheldrick’s memoir, “love, life and elephants - an african love story,” was published last year.

One of my favorite tags on Tumblr is “elephants are like people but more so.”

A lot of these babies will just wither away in depression until they die. They’ll have all the food they need and shelter, and they’ll just die because they’re these profoundly emotional, social creatures and they grieve to death. IT IS SO FUCKING SAD, DON’T KILL ELEPHANTS, FUCK.

 TOTALLY HEART BROKEN

adriofthedead:

THE RITUAL IS COMPLETE

adriofthedead:

THE RITUAL IS COMPLETE

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To my loyal followers

In case you have been wondering where I am, I am in Peru and I still have three weeks here. It’s been an interesting trip and when I get back to the states, I will post my best pictures. Hope you are all well. It’s pretty funny how many emails I received from tumblr headquarters asking why I stopped signing on.