cnyck:

Cages with typhus carrying lice strapped onto a person’s thigh. During WWII, feeding the lice with human subjects’ blood was the only way to produce a viable typhus vaccine.

cnyck:

Cages with typhus carrying lice strapped onto a person’s thigh. During WWII, feeding the lice with human subjects’ blood was the only way to produce a viable typhus vaccine.

No matter where; of comfort no man speak:
Let’s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;
Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes
Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth,
Let’s choose executors and talk of wills:
And yet not so, for what can we bequeath
Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
Our lands, our lives and all are Bolingbroke’s,
And nothing can we call our own but death
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings;
How some have been deposed; some slain in war,
Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed;
Some poison’d by their wives: some sleeping kill’d;
All murder’d: for within the hollow crown
That rounds the mortal temples of a king
Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits,
Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp,
Allowing him a breath, a little scene,
To monarchize, be fear’d and kill with looks,
Infusing him with self and vain conceit,
As if this flesh which walls about our life,
Were brass impregnable, and humour’d thus
Comes at the last and with a little pin
Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood
With solemn reverence: throw away respect,
Tradition, form and ceremonious duty,
For you have but mistook me all this while:
I live with bread like you, feel want,
Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,
How can you say to me, I am a king?

Shakespeare’s Richard II (3.2.144-176)

(Source: alwaysiambic)

cthulhu:

princeowl:

spookydunsparce:

spookydunsparce:

spookydunsparce:

ok using my reflexes to screencap the images at the end of Dipper’s Guide to the Unexplained, this is the closest I can give you to the full image. It appears to be Bill Cipher’s eye with two bloody marks crossing it out. Hell if I know what any of that code means, though. Someone should probably get on that.

OK SO the text at the bottom is coded in a Caeser Cipher shifted three letters apparently? so I decoded it and it says:

FROM THE FIRST UNTIL THE LAST SEARCH THE CODES OF CREDITS PAST ONE MEANS ONE SO SEARCH THEM ALL WELCOME TO GRAVITY FALLS

which means that theres clues in previous episodes? and i think i might know what it means so I’ll report back what I find on that front. For now, enjoy part of the mystery being decoded.

FINAL UPDATE ON THIS!!!!! IVE CRACKED THE CODE IN ITS ENTIRETY

ok so the numbers in red are episode numbers, followed by numbers correlating to letters in the messages at the end of previous episodes (with brackets indicating the beginning and end of a word). By matching them up, I got the message:

I WAS SO BLIND HE LIED TO ME THE DARKNESS IS NEAR

as far as I know that’s all to this. It raises more questions than it answers. Still, I’m glad I figured this out.

i thought this was supposed to be a disney show not some illuminati satanic bullshit goddamn i say goddamn

WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS TERRIFYING

squ1dp0ny:

apricots-from-nara:

tobirules39:

dyspnoeic:

sparkafterdark:

My eyes are up here.

WHAT NO

is this real?

HE’S A FUCLING ESHER GIRL FGUAFSDOIADGRSHIO’GRVhijpgrvbfrv hn

I AM CRYING AND CRINGING. FUCK

OH MY FOCK