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A random place
Humans entered the area and used extensions of their bodies to make contact with boards. The machines responded to stimuli and some spit out green paper with peculiar words on it.
Humans also held rectangular plastic-like objects that were flat and had symbols on them. Many symbols were repeated throughout all the objects.
It's a bank. I had no more ideas.
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Daniel 8:47pm
Me: hey Daniel: hi Me: wat u doing Daniel: nothing Me: why are u always doing nothing Daniel: im just scrolling Me: y Me: don't u have anything productive to do Daniel: nah Daniel: i could just play games Daniel: but I don't want to. Me: go outside and touch some grass ... Daniel: didn't make me any happier Me: bruh Me: ur so lame Me: don't u have any homework Daniel: nah im finished Me: sweat Daniel: ok sure Me: then go for a run Daniel: 2 tired Me: how Daniel: been on my fone 4 2 long Me: r u serious rn Daniel: yea Me: ok wanna play minecraft Daniel: bet ... Me: the code is carrot, agent, Alex, cake. Daniel: ok im in
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The Small Shop
I pushed a vertical trapdoor and entered a place where human beings were pouring blackish-brown liquids into holes on their face. People placed their buttocks on wooden objects and stared at a light-emitting board. Their fingers repeatedly touched buttons on the board.
I looked up and saw words on a black screen. They were placed next to numbers and a peculiar sign. It looked a little like this: $.
People's eyeballs were directed at each other, and sounds were escaping their vocal cords. They had an element of understanding.
I watched as one human being used an extension of their body to hold a material with a hole in the middle, made to hold liquid. The other human being's mouth curled upward and they spoke words that seemed like appreciation.
I looked at the sign on the counter.
Ohhhhh, it's a coffee shop.
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My First Memory
My first memory was when I was about 3 years old. No one remembers a single thing from before that, unless they had some cool stuff going on.
It's pretty simple, really. It's just me, walking down a hallway, white-coloured and plain. My mum is holding my hand on the left, and my sister is on the right. Or maybe it's vice versa. My memory is too far gone.
The way leads to the kindergarten I went to, a cringey but "fun" place, the last time I remembered it. It's next to a library that I always when to in primary school, to play games and be nerdy too.
Yeah, that's my first memory. Tell me yours!
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Hunger Games
(Katniss moves into a line of girls.)
Effie: (Through microphone) Welcome! Welcome, welcome. Happy Hunger Games. And, may the odds be ever in your favor. Now, before we begin. We have a very special film. Brought to you all the way from the Capitol!
(Film plays, and finishes)
(Effie moves over to the pool of names, and draws a piece of paper. She goes back to the microphone and opens it.)
Effie: "Primrose Everdeen!"
(The scene changes to show Prim reluctantly and slowly moving towards the stage.)
Effie (v.o.): "Where are you dear? Come on up. Well, come on up!"
Katniss: "Prim! Prim! No. No! I volunteer! I volunteer! I volunteer as Tribute."
Effie: "I believe we have a volunteer, Mr. Mayor."
Katniss: "Prim, You need to get out of here. You need to get out of here.
Primrose: "No!"
Katniss: "Go find Mom!"
Primrose: "No!"
Katniss: "Prim, go find Mom right now."
Primrose: "No!"
Katniss: "Go find Mom. Prim leave! Go find Mom!"
Primrose: "Noo! Noo! Nooo! Noooo!"
Effie (v.o.): "A dramatic turn of events here on District 12. Yes, well. District 12's very first volunteer! Bring her up."
Effie: "Come on dear. What's your name?"
Katniss: "Katniss Everdeen."
Effie: "Well, I bet my hat. That was your sister, wasn't it?
Katniss: "Yes."
Effie: "Let's have a big hand for our very first volunteer, Katniss Everdeen."
(Effie claps enthusiastically, but the rest of the crowd does a three finger salute.)
This cat has more drip than you.
Lets goooo
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Story?????????????????????????????????
The door rattled before crumbling, succumbing to the power of my dual-minigun. This mansion looked like it could accommodate a few hundred people; however, it only housed one person. The one and only Gregor Francesco.
I shuffled down the marble-floored hallway, watching the exquisite paintings on my side hang triumphantly.
I despised this man, and I'm sure every other person on this globe did too. "The world's first trillionaire." However, only I knew the secrets of his success.
Everyone else hated him for another reason. He was filthy rich, a symbol of capitalism taking over Earth. But I had once been the chairman of his public company, Blackcurrant AI. I had insider information as the largest individual shareholder.
And I knew that the way he made AI so much more creative, and with emotions, is that he abducted workers. He connected their brains to a complex, unusual machine and sucked all their memories and knowledge out of them, along with their families, friends, and loved ones.
His AI models beat every other company with this method.
But I was about to take over, and no one would suspect anything.
This minigun is getting kinda heavy.
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Not needing wealth is much more valuable than wealth itself
Black Market
KID: So like... can I get some drugs here????
STORE OWNER: Sure, but what?
KID: Like, cocaine and crystal meth and stuff, y'know. Also talk quieter so no one else hears.
STORE OWNER: Kid, you're gonna need a prescription for that. Also, this is a pharmacy. It is legal. I dunno what you're acting all secret about.
KID: Oh. I thought this was the black market.
STORE OWNER: No, who told you that?
KID: Uhhh.. my friends....
STORE OWNER: You should probably get some new ones. If you're actually looking for illegal drugs, it's online now. And I'm assuming you don't have a phone. You look like you're 7.
KID: I'm actually 7 and a half!!!!!!!
STORE OWNER: Don't care
where me food
Harry Podder
Scene 1: In a cage. LOCATION: Little Whinging, Surrey – night LOCATION: No. Four Privet Drive – Harry’s room - night HARRY: I can’t let you out, Hedwig. I’m not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if Uncle Vernon... UNCLE VERNON: Harry Potter! HARRY: Now you’ve done it. AUNT PETUNIA: He’s in there. Vernon… UNCLE VERNON: I’m warning you, if you can’t control that bloody bird, it’ll have to go. HARRY: But she’s bored! If I could only let out for an hour or two UNCLE VERNON: Huh, huh! So you could send secret messages to you freaky little friends. No, sir! HARRY: But I haven’t had any messages from any of my friends… not one… all summer. DUDLEY: Who’d want to be friends with you? UNCLE VERNON: I should think you’d be a little more grateful. We’ve raised you since you were a baby, given you the food off our table, even let you have Dudley’s second bedroom, purely out of the goodness of our hearts. AUNT PETUNIA: Not now, Bopkins. For when the Masons arrive. UNCLE VERNON: Which should be any minute! Ahem…Now let’s go over our schedule once again, shall we? Petunia when the Masons arrive you will be…? AUNT PETUNIA: …in the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously into our home. UNCLE VERNON: Good! And- and Dudley, you will be DUDLEY: I’ll be waiting to open the door! UNCLE VERNON: Excellent! …And you…? HARRY: I’ll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don’t exist. UNCLE VERNON: Too right, you will. With any luck, this could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career. And you will not mess it up!
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How to Predict a Crash????????????
These are the features of all stock market crashes.
Overvaluation
High leverage and fast credit growth
Speculative behavior
Market fragility
Shock vulnerability
All 5 were present during the 1987 Black Monday, the Dot-com, and the Great Financial Crisis.
However, a crash is not always guaranteed when all requirements are met. All 5 were met in the late 1990s and the late 2010s.
Now, 3 of these are met. There hasn't been much speculative behaviour or market fragility. There isn't any relation from market movement to crashes, so I think we're safe from the AI crash for now...........................................
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The Journey of Looking for Shoes
When you're trying to buy shoes, sports to be specific, you usually go to Rebel or Footlocker to get some actual brand shoes. Unless you like random knock-offs and getting humiliated by everyone within a 10 kilometer radius.
However, when you're also Asian and trying to save up money, that gets hard sometimes. Finding indoor basketball shoes below $ 150 with a size of US 11 is challenging.
Recommend me some?
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Lord of the Flies – extract 3
Asleep by a dying fire are SAM and ERIC. The boys are dressed in a bizarre parody of their school-uniforms. SAM wakes up suddenly, as if disturbed by some sound. SAM: Eric . . . ERIC: Sam . . . SAM: You’re asleep! ERIC: I’m not. Honest. SAM: You were. ERIC: I wasn’t. Honest. Pause. SAM: Put some wood on the fire. ERIC: I was going to. SAM: You were asleep. ERIC gets up and feeds the fire. SAM: You have to keep it alight. Ralph said. ERIC: I know. SAM: I bet the beast comes out of the dark. ERIC: How do you know? SAM: I bet it does. ERIC: There isn’t any beast. Don’t be stupid. SAM: Don’t nod off, or it’ll come. It’ll creep up behind you and . . . ERIC: Shut up, will you? SAM turns over.
ERIC: There isn’t any beast. SAM: Great, big, hairy thing. With claws. Like a… (stopping) Oh, God. ERIC: What? SAM: I’m scared now. ERIC: You see. SAM: There isn’t, really. (sounding doubtful) Really, there isn’t. ERIC: Are you sure? SAM: Sure. Pause. ERIC: Are you asleep? SAM: No. ERIC: You’re not scared, are you? SAM: Of course I’m not. I’m going to sleep. ERIC: Why aren’t you asleep? SAM: Because you keep asking me stupid questions. Pause. ERIC: Are you asleep now? There is no answer. SAM is breathing steadily. ERIC settles down. In the branches of a tree, a parachutist, with a face battered and bloody, comes to rest. ERIC stirs and sees the figure, scarcely recognisable as human. ERIC is so scared that he can hardly move. ERIC: Sam . . . SAM: Uh? ERIC: It’s here. SAM: What? ERIC: The beast . . . SAM: Don’t be stupid . . . ERIC: I’m not. Oh, Sam. Please. Look . . . SAM turns and sees the figure in the tree. SAM: (terrified as his brother) Oh, my God! ERIC: The beast . . . SAM: Eric . . . ERIC: It is, isn’t it? Look! SAM: I daren’t look. Pause. SAM: Has it seen us? ERIC: I don’t know. SAM: We must talk quietly. It mustn’t hear us. Pause. SAM and ERIC are paralysed with fright. SAM: We’ll have to crawl down the hill . . . and warn the others. ERIC: Through all those trees? SAM: We’ll have to. ERIC: In the dark? SAM: What else can we do? ERIC: What about the fire? SAM: One of us better stay here. ERIC: I’m not staying here. Not with that. Pause. SAM: We’ll both go then. The fire will keep it away. ERIC: I’m scared. SAM: There’s nothing to be scared of. ERIC: I thought you said there was. SAM: Well, there is. But you may as well be brave about it. Even though you’re scared. Come on! On their bellies SAM and ERIC start to crawl down an incline. SAM stops. ERIC: Where are we? SAM: I don’t know. I don’t know everything. ERIC: You do. (pause) Is it following us? SAM: I can’t hear it. ERIC: I think I heard it. Listen!
Random stuff we had to act out
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My Thoughts on Crypto
Everyone knows about crypto and Bitcoin, because it's so worldwide. However, not everyone is educated and so their opinion is useless.
I'm going to share my useless opinion.
Crypto was made to have faster payments and enable trading among people. But I believe it is mainly used by criminals to store money without getting caught. Before, crypto was inaccessible and anonymous.
The recent Bitcoin crash that dipped below $140K was caused by the US government finding Colombian criminals and taking their Bitcoin. They didn't know any information about these people, but the US got into the system, took their passwords and grabbed the crypto.
The criminals are probably selling their Bitcoin and converting it to something like gold or silver so the police can't take their money.
Anyways,
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