au where obama loses his memory and reconnects to his past lives

  • Obama: Who am I?
  • FDR: You are the president
  • Obama: I dont know what that is
  • Reagan: In order to remember you must regain your American spirit
  • Lincoln: If you don't, tyranny will engulf the country and you will die
  • Obama: How do I regain my American spirit?
  • Clinton: Go to the beginnings. Find freedom
  • -Washington Appears-
  • Obama: Are you freedom?
  • Washington: No, but I can help you find her
  • Washington: My name is Washington, and i will show you how i became the first president
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houghtonlib:

The Psalms in Greek, with apparatus of other texts : manuscript, [ca. 1105]

MS Gr 3

Houghton Library, Harvard University

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googlyeyebooks:

"Where poverty ceases, googly eyes begin."

googlyeyebooks:

"Where poverty ceases, googly eyes begin."

(Reblogged from googlyeyebooks)

Face Squirrels Were Requested

Lo, squirrelwards a young man’s fancy turns
when pugs hang all too heavy from his jaw;
and coelocanths have dealt him stubble burns
he longs for Sciuridae the more!
The noble sidebush of legality
peeks from his hat like suffrutescent spikes
of lavender in the municipality
in the capital (till ’89) of Aix.
Now nibbling sweetmeats by his ears
and gripping his hat-band in their paws
they make him colleagues without peer,
obedient to the unquestionable laws -
looking for criminals through the darkened brim,
and, trusting their master, never watching him.

taggedrne:

taggedrne:

what can be smooth but also rough ;)))))

endoplasmic reticulum

follow for more cell facts

(Reblogged from looney-unicorn)

metahatem:

Happy Eid to all! 

عيد سعيد عليكم اجمعين :)

(Reblogged from metahatem)

britishpathe:

Festival of Eid al-Fitr: English Muslims attend celebrations at the Woking Mosque in 1926. http://youtu.be/d7VXG-V8xh4

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bro-stoevsky said: you may have seen this coming but: pugs

The train paused halfway to Gatwick
and squatted irresolute on the scrubby tracks.
In spite of our chivvying it went no further:
its metal nose slunk down in the cover
of the leaves draping the line. In its humid belly
we tried to pass the time. Eventually
a ballet student and a weather-watcher

struck up Canadian conversation, wagered
they would certainly miss their respective planes.
A greenhouse sweat prickled the window-face
and crept into our clothes and stuck;
the only happy being there was a pug.
Five months old, panting, and upside-down
the pug lolled its contented head, exposed
the tender undersides of its ears
to the bored adoring passengers;
knowing only that it was warm, and everyone
was petting it, and for all its puppy knowledge
that blissful state would last for it forever, amen,
as choirs of strangers sang its praises in the carriage.

weirdvintage:

Hair rental:  It just makes sense.  1970s advertisement (via Vintage-Ads Livejournal)

weirdvintage:

Hair rental:  It just makes sense.  1970s advertisement (via Vintage-Ads Livejournal)

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