I want to go to Taiwan.

Hmm.

An Indian anthropologist, Chandra Thapar, made a study of foreign culture which had customs similar to those of his native land. One culture in particular fascinated him because it reveres one animal as sacred, much as the people in India revere the cow.

The tribe Dr. Thapar studied is called the Asu and is found on the American continent north of the Tarahumara of Mexico. Though it seems to be a highly developed society of its type, it has an overwhelming preoccupation with the care and feeding of the rac, an animal much like a bull in size, strength and temperament. In the Asu tribe, it is almost a social obligation to own at least one if not more racs. Anyone not possessing at least one is held in low esteem by the community because he is too poor to maintain one of these beasts properly. Some members of the tribe, to display their wealth and social prestige, even own herds of racs.

Unfortunately the rac breed is not very healthy and usually does not live more than five to seven years, for it has a tendency to throw its shoes often. There are rac specialists in each community, perhaps more than one if the community is particularly wealthy. These specialists however, due to the long period of ritual training they must undergo and to the difficulty of obtaining the right selection of charms to treat the rac, demand costly offerings whenever a tribesman must treat his ailing rac.

At the age of 16 in many Asu communities, many youths undergo a puberty rite in which the rac figures prominently. The youth must petition a high priest in a grand temple. He is then initiated into the ceremonies that surround the care of the rac and is permitted to keep a rac.

Although the rac may be used as a beast of burden, it has many habits which would be considered by other cultures as harmful to the life of the society. In the first place the rac breed is increasing at a very rapid rate and the Asu tribesmen have given no thought to limiting the rac population. As a consequence the Asu must build more and more paths for the rac to travel on since its delicate health and its love of racing other racs at high speeds necessitates that special areas be set aside for its use. The cost of smoothing the earth is too costly for any one individual to undertake; so it has become a community project and each tribesman must pay an annual tax to build new paths and maintain the old. There are so many paths needed that some people move their homes because the rac paths must be a straight as possible to keep the animal from injuring itself. Dr. Thapar also noted that excrement of the rac cannot be used as either fuel or fertilizer. On the contrary, its excrement is exceptionally foul and totally useless. Worst of all, the rac is prone to stampedes in which it runs down anything in its path, much like stampeding cattle. Estimates are that the rac kills thousands of the Asu in a year.

Despite the high cost of its upkeep, the damage it does to the land, and its habit of destructive stampedes, the Asu still regard it as being essential to the survival of their culture.

Does this sound familiar?

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I know this is all over the internet, but still. Hmm.

Caramell Dansen

So friggin cute. Even if the screen were blank, the music is cute enough!

(^^,)

Ciel's just an added bonus here, haha.

they say it's the best medicine.

"SOMA-SAMA!"

"AGNI!"

"SOMA-SAMA!!"

"AGNI!!"

"SOMA-SAMA!!"

"AGNI!!"

I couldn't not laugh.

katanashi

The grass exists as proof of the wind's existence. As the blades sway, they tell the wind: This is your home.

Mukh. I think I've used this photo before, but it fits best.

my kind of camwhore

:)

that sound...

Wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna

Black Box.

:(

bummin' out

-is what I am doing. Study break? Hah!

But at least my Photoshop muscles are getting some exercise. :D
Wish I had SAI a tablet though; 'twould make things so much easier. Sigh. Maybe if I do well enough this term...? That'd be a good incentive... *mumble mumble*

Oh shpits, assessment on Sunday. *faint*

Cookies are a type of cake, while biscuits are a type of bread.
Bet you didn't know. :P

Project: Mark of the Covenant

Not as good as I was hoping for, but I'm sick of Photoshop for today.

Hmm... gotta add the filling and some glow, and see if the blending modes can be tweaked. And crappp, what about the other projects? I need to get started on them soon, don't I? Gahhh!!

But... that's tomorrow's story.

P.s.: The use of the word "covenant" here may seem to be a rather sarcastic one, the mark belonging as it does to a demon, but I'm only calling it what Yen Press did. No offense. :)

the commute to hell

The journey was a nightmare, but the haul was pretty good. If only I'd more money...

but still, still she moves~

My favourite pencil case, my WWF box, my t-shirt, my papers and my fingers are blue. This is not funny, Mr. Madhavan.

Its hands had been broken long ago, but it was still ticking - the only difference was that now, while it still kept the time perfectly, it was not inclined to tell it to anyone.

I badly need to go to Kinokuniya. :(

come, firefly

A much nicer song about fireflies (no offense to Owl City fans, if such people even exist). This is one of the nicest versions on YouTube :D

Folk songs are sho kewl!

talk to me

(born out of my sudden, Pei-inspired interest in photo editing.)

breather

It's wonderful, having a free weekend pop up on you like this! (^^) The feeling of not having any immediate deadlines is refreshing, especially after a period of being swamped with 'em. (=.=)"

And...

Wanna know what's even more wonderful?

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Finding an amazing new manga title, and spending four whole hours on a manga spree! 8D

Souji's lunacy is hopelessly infectious!
*runs off to look for something sweet*