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If you have achieved something, please remember to observe a mandatory period of basking in the warm glow of your achievement like a lizard on a stone, lest you teach your brain that effort is futile, actually, because it didn't get to enjoy its happy chemicals, so, naturally, nothing good ever comes of trying. (And no, avoiding punishment is not a reward!)
I recommend, like, 5% of basking time in relation to whatever time you invested into achieving the thing minimum. And if you can't make your own bask, friend-brought is fine (= tell your friends!).
5% is a long time for some things and the idea of actually celebrating my efforts for that long is kinda blowing my mind. hm.
can i trust you if i’m vulnerable?
as a masochist it is your duty to make sadists feel comfortable expressing their desire to hurt people. if im allowed to say "i should be getting cut open and have my organs fondled bloodystyle" sadists should be able to say "i should be cutting someone open and fondling their organs bloodystyle". SADISTS GET BEHIND ME. i Will protect you
Being an evil doppelganger has to be so fucked up like imagine meeting a better version of yourself. Some chain of events going differently that led to "you" being a better person in a way you can never achieve. Personally I'd have no other option but to try and kill them
It's always "oh no my evil clone or twin or whatever is trying to kill me" and never How is my evil clone? Says a lot about society
Me, crashing the fuck out: you think you're better than me? You think you're fucking better than me???
My good clone, dodging a glass: I mean like objectively yeah
I genuinely think the mass adoption of the car was probably one of the biggest technological steps backwards in human history
I don't really hate cars on themselves, I look at one and I say that's a nice car
I also think they're a really useful technology in many cases, especially in rural areas. I don't think it's good to talk about steps backwards, perhaps that's not the word
But the contorsionist act that entire economies and societies did around the car industry, gutting entire cities for it, the sheer expense in infraestructure and underinvestment in public transport all over a medium of transport that just doesn't work in many conditions... That was a massive misstep
In my experience, the key to having a good circadian rhythm is not going to bed, it’s waking up.
I used to sleep like shit. Lay awake at night for hours and hours. I’d stay up late, feel like shit in the morning, sleep in and miss my classes and hate myself for it. I changed that. Oh did I stop using my phone before bed? Did I set a solid bed time? Did I take a special brand of gummies? Was it melatonin? Was it magnesium? Was it iron? No. I decided one summer that I was going to build a circadian rhythm by teaching my body it has to sleep when I give it time to. I woke up at 8, every day. I couldn’t go back to sleep, I couldn’t nap, I had to be up. Let me remind you, it was summer, I wasn’t waking up for anything, and I was on discord calls with my friends until 3 am like every other night. This fucking sucked. But it worked. Waking up got easier, and I started to get tired earlier. By the end of the summer I was yawning at 10 pm, getting ready at 11:30ish and crawling into bed at midnight. My head would hit the pillow and I’d be out like a light. I think an important aspect of this was that it wasn’t anyone else dragging me out of bed, my parents had done that most of my childhood. That doesn’t work because as soon as you stop having someone drag you out of bed, you don’t have the practice of dragging yourself out. I did all of it. It was my idea, my plan, and me doing it. My dad said multiple times “hey you don’t have to be doing this, you could go back to bed.” But I built that skill, and now it’s part of me. I start to get tired at 10ish, and I’m asleep within minutes of putting my head down. I feel sorry for people who have sleeping problems, but I no longer relate. Another important part is also waking up at the same time on the weekends. Yeah waking up at 7 on a Sunday morning will make your friends call you old. But shit, I’m making it to all my classes now. Over the past couple years I’ve adjusted the schedule, waking up at 7 for 8 am classes, or 9 am because it’s the summer and I’m on vacation who the fuck cares. But even on my vacation, no job, no school, not my house so barely any chores, I still have a schedule I try to keep. It was a little absurd because the first day I was here I was the first person up and about, and I scared my gf’s parents when they came downstairs a couple hours after me.
Anyway all that to say, it’s not about when or how you go to bed, it’s about when you wake up and sticking to that. Wake up regularly and your body will get tired regularly, and will be ready to sleep when you do.
[obligatory: I am my own person and this shit might not work for you. You might have a sleep disorder, idk. You might have insomnia and count that as part of your personal identity but for the record I used to say that about myself so idk maybe keep trying. Ultimately tho you could just have something wrong with you in which case good fucking luck]
I've done so little traveling or socializing or "real jobs" that I'm the only middle aged guy I've ever met with no entertaining personal stories. Never been to a concert, broken a bone, gotten arrested, had an explosive or complex interpersonal drama, gotten drunk, I'm not entirely sure what I've been doing non-digitally other than scraping a lot of kinds of goo off of logs.
I would like to hear about the goo logs
#Why is there goo on the logs?#Is the goo supposed to be there?#Why are you taking the goo off?#Is it valuable goo?#Is it valuable logs?#Did someone put the goo on the logs?#Did the logs produce the goo?#Is it famous goo?#I think maple syrup is probably goo#Is your goo maple syrup?
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@bogleech I wish to know about the log goo as well
There are a few kinds of goo you can find on logs!
Jelly Fungi are a number of different wood eating fungi whose fruiting bodies have a rubbery, jellylike consistency. Like most mushrooms the external growths are just temporary, existing to spread spores, but if they dry out before theyre finished they can remain dormant a very long time! They plump up again and pick up where they left off when the weather gets moist.
They're paraphyletic, meaning that even though they're all similar, jelly fungi are not necessarily related to each other!
Also it should be noted, wood eating fungi didn't appear on earth for a few million years after the first wood, so at one time, trees actually didn't rot. Once they fell over they just stayed there like a rock forever. There were just mountains of eternal dead trees piled up, forming a kind of habitat we can't even imagine.
Then there are slime molds, which I find during the cooler rainier season or even the dead of winter. Not everyone knows what these are, so they are actually amoebas that gather together until they're visible without a microscope. They crawl around, the entire mass able to move a few inches a day, eating other microorganisms, and once they've gained enough mass they fuse together into tiny mushroom-like growths that carry spores.
The remarkable thing about this is that slime "molds" have no relation at all to fungus, and are ALSO paraphyletic, at a higher level than the jelly fungi were. Meaning, the different jelly fungi are still all fungi, but some slime molds might not even be any more related to other slime molds than you are. They don't all share one slime mold ancestor or anything.
A colonial amoeba with a spore stage is evidently just an easy form for life to stumble upon, multiple times independently. Slime molds could, therefore, hypothetically exist exactly like our own slime molds all throughout our universe, so long as other worlds developed anything like cellular life.
Another goo I like to find is nostoc, which resembles lumps of green jelly and grows continuously, ie it doesn't come and go like either fungi or slime molds but forms permanent masses! Unlike either fungi or slime molds, it doesn't eat anything, and instead photosynthesizes just like a plant!
It is however not a plant at all, and in fact maybe a billion years older than the first plants. It's a cyanobacterium, which is often considered a type of "algae," except most kinds of "algae" are protozoa with cells like those of plants and animals, and again, not all related to eachother - a simple photosynthetic cell is just another thing nature has made many, many times.
Bacteria aren't even anything like our cells though. They're simpler and more ancient than that, not merely a different "kingdom" of life like you vs. a plant, but an entire different "domain" of life, so you and a plant have a LOT in common structurally, but neither you nor a plant have really anything at all in common with how bacteria are built.
Cyanobacteria, like these nostoc colonies, would have been the very first life on earth to begin harnessing energy from the sun, and are also thought to be the first life on earth to produce oxygen as waste.
For millioms of years nothing lived on earth but bacterial slime, and then some of it learned to eat sunlight and began pooping oxygen, and this actually caused what we call the "oxygen catastrophe" because it killed off most other life on the planet, the cyanobacteria completely re-engineering earth's atmosphere into the one that allowed all modern life as we know it to exist! Would a different world have evolved otherwise, or would it have stayed a silent world of only brown and grey slime, forever and ever? Oxygen is energizing but it's also "toxic," it's part of why we age and die, so the struggle to keep existing in this usable yet sickening atmosphere seems to be what triggered the still ongoing explosion of more and more diverse life.
I've been using photos off google so far but here's some of the nostoc I've been growing in jars at home:
This is a species I find on wet tree bark or in moss around the columbia gorge, and it forms these sheets of clear gel on smooth surfaces, but on wood it likes to bunch up into globbies:
This piece has been in a very wet glass container on a warm windowsill for around a year; this is the side facing the sun!
These are my babies!
they invented air
I don't see what the-- oh gosh
being alive is like: you want to go home. you don't know where home is. you want to go home. you don't know where home is. you want to go home. you haven't known for a long time. you want to go home but you don't know where you'd go. you want to go home you want to go home you want to go home
all of my experiences & the entirety of my being are wrapped up in a language you don't speak, and i can't speak it to you, even if i wanted to. it'd just scare you away.
it sucks that the backrooms and by extent liminal spaces turned out the way they did in popular culture. i love dreamy places not because they're full of Scary Screatures or whatever but because they're fun and interesting and cool and a perfect place for a girl like me to lay her eggs
i could make a nest here it would be so good it's got the perfect amount of structural support for the strands of goo to connect up and hold together easily without collapsing and forming a cozy little den for me to sleep in. but all anyone cares about is booboo's playtime party friends
Hate to be the bearer of bad news but you are one of the Scary Screatures
i'm a cute girl and everyone loves me