John Singleton Copley (American, 1738–1815) - Daniel Crommelin Verplanck (1771)
Written in a strange language by Italian architect, Luigi Serafini in 1981. This is one of the strangest encyclopedia ever written. It consists of hand-drawn, colored-pencil illustrations of bizarre and fantastical world. All of it drawn by Serafini himself. Some of the illustrations are considered to be beautiful while others are considered to be a bit more on the disturbing side.
The only thing known for sure about this book is that “Seraphinianus” is a variation of the author’s name. The alpahabet has about two-dozen characters which relate to nothing else humanity has ever seen.
Here is something phenomenal, I have to share with you all:
A mother cichlid keeps her babies in her mouth to protect them. Sometimes she let’s them out as shown above. Her mouth serves as a nest and nursery.
It may seem like a good system, but it’s not exactly.
Let me introduce these guys:
These catfish are notorious parasites. The catfish try and pick up a few of cichlid eggs. The mother defends her station, while the catfish drop a few of their own eggs. They know the cichlid mother will pick them up and think of it as her own egg.
So the cichlid become a surrogate mother for the offspring of their enemy. The catfish take off soon, not knowing what’s becomes of their young. The cichlid mother does her job, letting her brood grow in her mouth.
Like in a horror movie, the catfish eggs hatch first. The baby catfish gobbles up every single one of the cichlid babies.
The cichlid mother releases, not her own babies, but the killer catfish baby that ate of all her own children.
The cichlid mom doesn’t realize the switch and treats the catfish baby as if it were her own.
A morbid, ironic twist. Here’s the video for this
Another interesting science post: How the Mokin Children Are Able to See Crystal Clear Underwater
I’m so fucked up. I need to be hollowed completely and become a different person because this current state of being just isn’t fucking working.
I. love. the. Anaconda. video. but the writeups I’ve been seeing keep referring to Drake as a co-star, which I think misses a big part of the point.
The reason this video rules is because Drake is an extra. Drake is a prop. Drake is a bro in the comfy-casual clothes that he rolled up to the set in, who has no lines or purpose other than the be ground upon, and whose face is obscured by shadows most of the time.
This is not a continuation of the Drake/Nicki/Rih media narrative. This is a dank-as-fuck feminist power play. This is, “Drake is whatever to me.” And this is a man who, if he isn’t at the top of his game, is close to it. A huge celebrity. And here is Nicki looking fucking amazing, tormenting him into a boner, then swatting his hand away and walking out of frame.
Your anaconda don’t want none unless she got buns, hun? Maybe she doesn’t want your anaconda. Maybe she’ll do whatever the fuck she wants with her buns, and it doesn’t matter what you think or feel.