Albino Alligator
I dub thee, “Toofy.”
Much like the “Albino Cave Ren”, this beautiful albino alligator is kept in the dark so that her skin does not burn. Her eyes are beautiful, unreal!
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Tags: Beautiful, Curiosities, Medical
I dub thee, “Toofy.”
Much like the “Albino Cave Ren”, this beautiful albino alligator is kept in the dark so that her skin does not burn. Her eyes are beautiful, unreal!
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According to this article, arousal is triggered by the subconscious before the brain decodes the desire. In other words, we are not in control of what turns us on, so much as how we react.
Controlling these areas of the brain are “two basic and distinctively operating pathways - one that promotes sexual enthusiasm, another that inhibits it,” likened to a gas pedal and a brake. Everyone drives differently.
Men are not moved by images outside of their own orientation, while women’s test results revealed their desires to be less exclusive.
I get pissed when people suggest that someone can choose to be gay, heterosexual or otherwise. As this article supports, individuals do not determine their own desires so much as whether they repress or pursue it. So, Nyah! ;p
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On the opposite end, there are those that claim asexuality. Now that’s *fucking wild. *fucking being an adjective, rather than a verb, in this context. >;)
Updates on adventures with my Sphynx cat (who looks more like her Cornish Rex predecessors, since she’s sprouted fur), as it is ongoing. Behold, the ironically nicknamed, “Big Sweetie,” aka Aeon.

Note: On animals swallowing objects like cassette tape innards, string, etc. - ’tis not wise to tug on their “streamers”, as linear objects can cause injury or slice through internal organs if still winding its way through the digestive tract.
Further, I don’t understand why she allows me to prick her ear to check her glucose. You would think that something glorious was ensuing, as she purrs and delivers muchas smooches to me all the while. Meanwhile, if anyone else so much as looks at her wrong, she’s ready to kill - growling, hissing and pissing.

Should have known, on seeing the exclamation mark (starts on her head and is completed by the dot on her neck) that she would be fucking fierce. It is so expressive of what goes on in her mind. I just wish I could see what it is, the invisible things that scare her so.

“A process at the interface of the medical discipline of anatomy and modern polymer chemistry, Plastination makes it possible to preserve individual tissues and organs that have been removed from the body of the deceased as well as the entire body itself”
The Bodyworlds exhibit was unreal, spectacular!
Points of Interest:
A very sterile installation, all of the souls seem to have long since departed. Logically, if there were to be ghosties, it would center around an area or individual, instead of the body left behind.
Which raises another point, made more readily apparent by this exhibit, that the spark that makes you, you, lies in the energy of the being. How the skin hangs on our bones, how it’s weathered, how we decorate it, the tension in one’s muscles that shape the flesh - the exact same thing that’s missing from CGI - that which departs when we do.
We saw it in Dallas, thanks to Angel of Malevolence! :D Be sure to listen to her station, Redemption Radio where she serves up metal just for you, Ren, for yooou.
Using functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI), neuroscientists are able to determine the following:
Already, scans have been used to identify brain signatures of disgust, drug cravings, unconscious racism, and suppressed sexual arousal, not to mention psychopathy and propensity to kill.
Interestingly, John-Dylan Haynes, coins the phrase, “mental privacy,” which is exactly what concerns me about this.
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Visit the Gallery, click on Design, to peep the full sized version of the Illustration I did this weekend, shown top-right.
Perpetually fascinated by the subconscious, this intrigues me:
…if our brains did what they do during dreams while awake, we would be diagnosed as mentally ill. Yet we enter into this cousin of delirious insanity every night. “Do we go mad at night to prevent ourselves from doing so in the day time?” Hobson has asked. “Or do we go mad because the brain temporarily gives up certain of its controls in order to regain them, in better order, when sleep ends?” - Harvard sleep researcher, J. Allan Hobson
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