There’s this whale named Alice, she’s not like other whales whose songs fall between 15-25hz, Alice’s vocal cords a different, she can only produce sounds between 40-55hz meaning no other whale can hear her. Alice doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to a pod, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover and she’s never had one. Scientist have yet to identify her species and assume that she is some kind of hybrid Blue/Fin Whale and the only one of her kind. In her youth she was observed approaching other whales however they all ignored her because for they didn’t understand. Alice no longer approaches other whales, in fact she isolates herself. Assuming she is like other baleen whales with a lifespan of similar to that of humans, she is destined to live a long life alone. She emits a song that is never answered and will never be as she roams in solitude amongst the vast depths of the northeastern Pacific. Me and Alice…we’re the same.

There’s this whale named Alice, she’s not like other whales whose songs fall between 15-25hz, Alice’s vocal cords a different, she can only produce sounds between 40-55hz meaning no other whale can hear her. Alice doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to a pod, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover and she’s never had one. Scientist have yet to identify her species and assume that she is some kind of hybrid Blue/Fin Whale and the only one of her kind. In her youth she was observed approaching other whales however they all ignored her because for they didn’t understand. Alice no longer approaches other whales, in fact she isolates herself. Assuming she is like other baleen whales with a lifespan of similar to that of humans, she is destined to live a long life alone. She emits a song that is never answered and will never be as she roams in solitude amongst the vast depths of the northeastern Pacific. Me and Alice…we’re the same.

Knowing more about the future permits one to bask more reflexively and critically in the present…

Knowing more about the future permits one to bask more reflexively and critically in the present…

I don’t know where I’m going but I know where I’ve been. And it’s never in the nowhere, it’s in the not giving in…

I don’t know where I’m going but I know where I’ve been. And it’s never in the nowhere, it’s in the not giving in…

humansofnewyork:

"When you’re 25, you feel like you’re riding a wave. You feel like opportunities are just going to keep coming to you, and you think it’s never going to end. But then it ends.""When does it end?""When you turn 40, and they start looking for someone younger."

humansofnewyork:

"When you’re 25, you feel like you’re riding a wave. You feel like opportunities are just going to keep coming to you, and you think it’s never going to end. But then it ends."
"When does it end?"
"When you turn 40, and they start looking for someone younger."