If I could go back in time I would totally chill in the early 60s with some acid chewing hippies.
During one of our mind expansion excursions, one of these hippies (he called himself Autumn Sunrise but I’d heard his name was Dan and he was a typist before joining the commune), would turn to me and ask “where did you come from, dude. With your groovy clothes and your groovy style, crazy English accent?” (nobody knew Australian accents in the 60s).
I’d look at Dan very seriously for a moment before whispering the words: “The future”.
In his state of oneness, Dan would nod and smile, place a reassuring hand on my shoulder and excitedly exclaim: “far out dude! What’s it like there?”
I would think for a moment, and then present this picture. Without saying anything further, I would disappear into the Arizona desert and return to the future.
In this way, I would indirectly create tumblr.
It’s called science.
(Source: lavagoth, via courtneyagain)