All yours, Babooshka

II Of course, m'Lord! *Bells jingle as I trot away* II

[helenvaughans]

The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.

–Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven

[the-pickle-jar]

">_< but im scared of change!" <- girl who wishes everything was different

[existennialmemes]

Not to sound like a decrepit, rambling corpse about it, but back in my day Word used to be a pre installed program that came with your computer, if you were running Windows.

No subscription. Just program.

On your computer. You got to use it forever and ever and never had to worry about it going away.

Because it was physically on your computer. As a program. That you actually owned. Not because you got it separately, but because it was a standard inclusion with your computer.

I'm sorry but I'll just never get over it. I remember when companies cared about their products being usable out of the box. I remember when our things belonged to us.

Old man shaking fist at cloud, wherein the cloud is the background of the Windows 98 logo.

[i-suggest-piracy]

i have a suggestion

[save-the-child-qais]

STOP SCROLLING, MY BABY QAIS’S WOUND OPENED AGAIN BEFORE MY EYES.

I started using torn, worn-out clothes instead of medical bandages for my baby Qais, and his wound became infected and opened again because I cannot afford proper supplies anymore.

[save-the-child-qais]

Tonight, I tried cleaning the blood from his small body with shaking hands while he cried in pain, and I realized I no longer have anything left to ease his suffering.

[save-the-child-qais]

I beg you as a devastated mother in Gaza, watching her child break apart in front of her without being able to save him.

Please donate now and help me keep my baby Qais alive.

[save-the-child-qais]

TRAGICALLY, tonight my baby Qais lost consciousness again after his wound reopened and the bleeding returned, and I felt completely helpless watching his small body collapse in my arms. Please, I beg you, donate now and help me save him.

[save-the-child-qais]

Unfortunately, my baby Qais’s condition became worse tonight, and his tiny body could no longer handle the pain, weakness, and constant bleeding. Please, I beg you, don’t leave us alone—donate now and help me save him.

[save-the-child-qais]

I could not properly clean Qais’s wound because medical supplies are too expensive, so I stood there terrified, watching the infection and bleeding grow worse before my eyes.

Please donate now so I can buy new medical bandages for my baby Qais.

[save-the-child-qais]

The doctors said severe bleeding and weakness caused this terrifying moment, and without urgent treatment it could happen again anytime, so I ask, can you help me get treatment for my baby Qais??

[martindykewood]

please please donate and share!

[dd-the-man-without-fear]

The Chief Graphic Designer:

[vetchtibbles]

I’ll never be ok with AI summaries on search engines etc because at the core of me I don’t even want my own computer to know what I’m using it for. my searchbar shouldn’t know what I’m typing into it. close your fucking eyes bitch I’m shy

[antlered-vixen]

I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."

[hydrachea]

> turns on my computer

> disables a new AI feature that was turned on by default

> opens my email

> disables a new AI feature that was turned on by default

> launches a software

> disables a new AI fea

[terpsikeraunos]

ancient greek word of the day: κακοθερής (kakotherēs), unfitted to endure summer heat

[aphilologicalbatman-deactivated]

this literally means “bad at summer” pass it on

[zipstick]

Reblog if you, too, are bad at summer

[meanbuddhist]

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

[lhavdil]

a hometown is a type of dead wife

[lhavdil]

[maryoliveoil]

[earhartsease]

in case anyone is missing the sheer beauty of this french pun, in english it says "ominous" but broken up like a separated head and body - but in french "o minous" means "oh kitties"

[greelin]

“you’re allowed to relax, you know” unfortunately i cannot do that. Otherwise they will get me

[trans-girl-nausicaa]

fanfiction.gov

[dark-academia-lady]

archiveofourown.edu

[ivyandbranch]

Get a Library Card even if you never use it

[barikonen]

when ozymandias king of kings tells u to look upon his works and despair but, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away

[absent-o-minded]

The queer barbenheimer not releasing in the U.K makes me feel like Oliver Twist being deprived of food. Where is my delicious Yuri x Yaoi two-course meal?