" In college I had a physics professor who wrote the date and time in red marker on a sheet of white paper and then lit the paper on fire and placed it on a metallic mesh basket on the lab table where it burned to ashes. He asked us whether or not the information on the paper was destroyed and not recoverable, and of course we were wrong, because physics tells us that information is never lost, not even in a black hole, and that what is seemingly destroyed is, in fact, retrievable. In that burning paper the markings of ink on the page are preserved in the way the flame flickers and the smoke curls. Wildly distorted to the point of chaos, the information is nonetheless not dead. Nothing, really, dies. Nothing dies. Nothing dies. "
— Nicholas Rombes, The Absolution of Roberto Acestes Laing (via bobschofield)
— Nicholas Rombes, The Absolution of Roberto Acestes Laing (via bobschofield)
(via wild-nirvana)
vvhl:
What if we all looked the way we wanted? Our ideal weight became reality, our worries about money washed away. Your love life is exactly the way you pictured it. Do you think we’d all be happier? Or would we just find new things to hate?
this post just fucked me up
i’d be happy
(via vvhl)
" Because this is my life. And that’s the only explanation you will ever need. "
— (via hefuckin)s3 (via quirkyvirgin)
— (via hefuckin)s3 (via quirkyvirgin)
(via encourage)
