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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>21, University of Georgia. This is how I waste my life. Enjoy my pretentious title.</description><title>Unnecessary Discourse</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @amandajessalyn)</generator><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0fsxniigp1qzi0mno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52891867406</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52891867406</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jun 2013 16:39:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>lacigreen:

videohall:

3 year old girl explains the...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="//www.tumblr.com/video/amandajessalyn/52834789758/400" id="tumblr_video_iframe_52834789758" class="tumblr_video_iframe" width="400" height="225" style="display:block;background-color:transparent;overflow:hidden;" allowTransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lacigreen.tumblr.com/post/51777312224/videohall-3-year-old-girl-explains-the" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;lacigreen&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://videohall.tumblr.com/post/51336925905/3-year-old-girl-explains-the-complexities-of"&gt;videohall&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;3 year old girl explains the complexities of childbirth in 4 seconds.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;i am in love with this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52834789758</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52834789758</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 21:55:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too."</title><description>““And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Khaled Hosseini (via &lt;a href="http://someonewrotethisforyou.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;someonewrotethisforyou&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52804995794</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52804995794</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 14:41:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I know now that some people feel unhappiness the way other people feel love; privately, intensely,..."</title><description>“I know now that some people feel unhappiness the way other people feel love; privately, intensely, and without recourse.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Khaled Hosseini, &lt;em&gt;And the Mountains Echoed&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://disappointmentartist.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;disappointmentartist&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52804920852</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52804920852</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 14:40:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>burnedshoes:

WALTER SCHELS -  LIFE BEFORE DEATH
The series Life...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/49d76fd2d32b96073506fa035a77f94a/tumblr_mnypp8bNuD1qgwmzso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Maria Hai-Anh Tuyet Cao, 52 years. LEFT: Dec 3, 2003 / RIGHT: Feb 15, 2004 (after her death)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4d4793d8975adf85424ac4bdee44d191/tumblr_mnypp8bNuD1qgwmzso2_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Jens Pallas, 62 years, LEFT: Dec 1, 2004, RIGHT: Dec. 15, 2003 (after his death)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/94e0ff6babcfb133699e11eb75c8912d/tumblr_mnypp8bNuD1qgwmzso6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Edelgard Clavey, 67 years, LEFT: Dec 5, 2003 / RIGHT: Jan 4, 2004 (after her death)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/27cc7d68b830baaadafe62fa294923ae/tumblr_mnypp8bNuD1qgwmzso4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Wolfgang Kotzahn, 57 years, LEFT: Jan 15, 2004 / RIGHT: Feb 4, 2004 (after his death)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/20ebc9da5c140902143f6373a5d86b1e/tumblr_mnypp8bNuD1qgwmzso5_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Barbare Gröne, 51 years. LEFT: Nov 11, 2003 / RIGHT: Nov 22, 2003 (after her death)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://blog.burnedshoes.com/post/52309618792/walter-schels-life-before-death"&gt;burnedshoes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.burnedshoes.com/tagged/walter+schels"&gt;WALTER SCHELS&lt;/a&gt; -  &lt;a href="http://www.walterschels.com/h/noch_mal_leben_25_de.php"&gt;LIFE BEFORE DEATH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The series Life before death is composed of portraits taken before and after the person depicted has died. The subjects are terminal patients, aware that little time is left for them to live. The work produced by Walter and by Beate Lakotta, who recorded interviews with these persons over their last days, is a unique and moving document of life and death, of the thin line that separates them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Schels’ intention is to show that pain does not exist beyond life. In each of the photographs, his characters repose in the quietude of silence, in harmony, far from the torments of this world. It is, unquestionably, a singular work that takes the portrait to a new dimension.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/3xQFrvd3OLA?rel=0" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Have you ever looked into the eyes of a person that knew he/she was going to die very soon? I always thought that these ‘moribunds’ would have sad, empty eyes. But I was wrong…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Twelve years ago, on June 10, 2001, a picture like the ones above, the ones on the right side, has burned into my eyes, into my brain. That was the day my beloved ‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.burnedshoes.com/tagged/oma"&gt;Oma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;’ left. May your soul rest in peace, you’re always in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.fotos-hochladen.net/uploads/omamalocat2f9a3zslrd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img5.fotos-hochladen.net/uploads/omamalocat2f9a3zslrd.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;PHOTO:&lt;em&gt; My ‘Oma’ with my mother, location unreadable, July 1952&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; “Between the dark, heavily laden treetops of the spreading chestnut trees could be seen the dark blue of the sky, full of stars, all solemn and golden, which extended their radiance unconcernedly into the distance. That was the nature of the stars, and the trees bore their buds and blossoms and scars for everyone to see, and whether it signified pleasure or pain, they accepted the strong will to live. Flies that lived only for a day swarmed toward their death. Every life had its radiance and beauty. I had insight into it all for a moment, understood it and found it good, and also found my life and sorrows good.” &lt;/em&gt;― &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1113469.Hermann_Hesse"&gt;Hermann Hesse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;About the photographer:&lt;em&gt; Walter Schels was born in Landhust in 1936, he went to New York in 1966 and became a photographer, later returned to Germany in 1966 and worked for different magazines, becoming popular for his portraits of celebrities and animals. After his experience documenting a birth for the magazine Eltern, he decided to photograph the human face and to observe existence through extreme situations. (&lt;a href="http://www.getxophoto.com/en/past-editions/festival-2011/authors-2011/walter-schels/"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;More info on his &lt;a href="http://www.walterschels.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks to my friend Floke for this touching story!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52310952231</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52310952231</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jun 2013 13:37:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>winteriscomingbtw:

“There’s actually a moment in the scene that...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/84715e1ce5905f3964e3e2d9314f60bc/tumblr_mnxn74kYG51sn5d1ro2_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://winteriscomingbtw.tumblr.com/post/52234310013/theres-actually-a-moment-in-the-scene-that-we"&gt;winteriscomingbtw&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“There’s actually a moment in the scene that we look at each other, and it’s Robb Stark essentially saying goodbye to his mother and giving up. And rather than it being something really bad, there’s a moment of tragedy and utter relief, actually — because these two characters have fought and fought and fought and fought, and it’s finally over. Me and Michelle really felt that on the day, as did a lot of the crew, I think. It was a big emotional moment because we’re one big family that’s plowed on through this for years, and it’s a sad day.” - Richard Madden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;After filming the Red Wedding, Richard Madden went straight to the airport and flew home to London. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I cried the whole way,” Madden said in a recent phone interview. “I was the crazy boy on the plane crying.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52234380887</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52234380887</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 14:27:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Reading, like writing, is a creative act. If readers only bring a narrow range of themselves to the..."</title><description>“Reading, like writing, is a creative act. If readers only bring a narrow range of themselves to the book, then they’ll only see their narrow range reflected in it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ben Okri (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bellefleur-s.tumblr.com/"&gt;bellefleur-s&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52234174560</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52234174560</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 14:23:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3e9140bf735517aded57509bcb297428/tumblr_mnj11d9PCU1qc9muxo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52232348711</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52232348711</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 13:54:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/43365cdf0e39ecb6e4d023ab088eb1ca/tumblr_mk8flyNeX71qlfmo7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52232055337</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52232055337</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 13:49:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Recently, when I got out of the elevator at my usual hour, it occurred to me that my life, whose..."</title><description>“Recently, when I got out of the elevator at my usual hour, it occurred to me that my life, whose days more and more repeat themselves down to the smallest detail, resembles that punishment in which each pupil must according to his offense write down the same meaningless (in repetition, at least) sentence ten times, a hundred times or even oftener; except that in my case the punishment is given me with only this limitation: “as many times as you can stand it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Franz Kafka (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seraphmachine.tumblr.com/"&gt;seraphmachine&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52225146781</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52225146781</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 11:51:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fd6107a99abcf16812e50e6e265785bb/tumblr_mnfe7bQLiC1rgr4l6o1_r2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a1144e8d5ff1df836e2ce5438db83134/tumblr_mnfe7bQLiC1rgr4l6o4_r2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/81212f7ee15a4b1d0e9df01d21f6d9f2/tumblr_mnfe7bQLiC1rgr4l6o3_r2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c960e3b3ffee9a77d6e10e3ed1e54471/tumblr_mnfe7bQLiC1rgr4l6o2_r2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52110732776</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52110732776</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 22:57:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Young people, be careful. 
Beautiful things are disappearing every day."</title><description>“Young people, be careful. &lt;br/&gt;
Beautiful things are disappearing every day.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Yohji Yamamoto (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fashionrunways.tumblr.com/"&gt;fashionrunways&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52086596619</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/52086596619</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 17:47:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8f72c3d32b9cbde61ffb6df729fe61c7/tumblr_mlfm84tx6D1rv347po1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51949354998</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51949354998</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 02:30:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/89e2cc25b5b04b7d24145f3ea9c03e87/tumblr_mj8ujtJV2F1rqd92do1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51942834785</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51942834785</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 00:41:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
Garibaldi Lake
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&lt;p&gt;Garibaldi Lake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51942776141</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51942776141</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 00:40:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"So be lonely. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your..."</title><description>“So be lonely. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Eat, Pray, Love (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://runningtothefinish.tumblr.com/"&gt;runningtothefinish&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;fuuuck &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51939539392</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51939539392</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 23:56:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I wish I’d done everything on Earth with you."</title><description>“I wish I’d done everything on Earth with you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald, &lt;em&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://marisais.tumblr.com/"&gt;marisais&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;THIS IS NOT A QUOTE FROM THE BOOK YOU ARE INCORRECT.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Guys :( :(  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51915671460</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51915671460</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 18:13:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Some lose all mind and become soul, insane. Some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual. Some..."</title><description>“Some lose all mind and become soul, insane. Some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual. Some lose both and become accepted””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Charles Bukowski (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://alfsaga.tumblr.com/"&gt;alfsaga&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51892657560</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51892657560</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 12:55:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Sometimes she would cry. I was so lonely, she’d say. You have no idea how lonely I was. And I..."</title><description>““Sometimes she would cry. I was so lonely, she’d say. You have no idea how lonely I was. And I had friends, I was a lucky one, but I was lonely anyway.&lt;br/&gt;
I admired my mother in some ways, although things between us were never easy. She expected too much from me, I felt. She expected me to vindicate her life for her, and the choices she’d made. I didn’t want to live my life on her terms. I didn’t want to be the model offspring, the incarnation of her ideas. We used to fight about that. I am not your justification for existence, I said her to once.&lt;br/&gt;
I want her back. I want everything back, the way it was. But there is no point to it, this wanting.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Margaret Atwood &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51804345523</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51804345523</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 10:22:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8h11tmPlG1qddp93o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51770201231</link><guid>http://amandajessalyn.tumblr.com/post/51770201231</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 21:52:26 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
