Just think about it:
They drink tea, knit, listen to music nobody else has heard of, wear glasses, and they did everything before it was cool!
Grandmas are the ultimate hipsters.
thought chang’d the infinite to a serpent, that which pitieth;
to a devouring flame, and man fled from its face and hid
in forests of night; then all the eturnal forests were divided
into earths rolling in circle of space, that like an ocean rush’d
and overwhelmed all except this finite wall of flesh.
Then was the serpent temple form’d, image of infinate
shut up in finite revolutions; and man became an Angel;
Heaven a mighty circle turning; “god” a tyrant crown’d.
William Blake; poet, philosopher, explorer of consciousness
(by mothermushroom) a bunch of pics of me. yeah =]




