my evil chalice came in but its so fucking small. goddamnit. they're going to make fun of me at the wizards circle tonight
loser
FUUUUUUUCK !!

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my evil chalice came in but its so fucking small. goddamnit. they're going to make fun of me at the wizards circle tonight
loser
FUUUUUUUCK !!
i think this captures the defining pathology of the collective social media psyche right now. we are in the thrall of people who are wantonly cruel but who also demand to be coddled at all times in every way
Babygirl I know fandom history that you wouldn’t even care about
i know fandom history that even I don’t care about
well, i know about lump fish
Good to see we’re all on the same page
The Sun rises over Earth in a postcard illustrated by Soviet cosmonaut Alexei Leonov, recalling the 1965 mission when he became the first human to walk in space.
Alexei Leonov was a prolific and talented artist, and drew and painted many pictures inspired by his experiences in space
This particular picture is rather special though, because he drew the first draft for it while in space using coloured pencils he took with him:
https://www.theguardian.com/science/2015/aug/31/first-picture-space-cosmonauts-science-museum-alexei-leonov
The first walk in space coincided with the first art in space. Humans literally can’t not do art
my dude Alexei made some insanely cool space art
As I pulled myself back toward the airlock, I heard Pasha talking to me: “It’s time to come back in.” I realized I had been floating free in space for over 10 minutes. In that moment my mind flickered back for a second to my childhood, to my mother opening the window at home and calling to me as I played outside with my friends, “Lyosha, it’s time to come inside now.”
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prometheus: hot take,
the greek gods: no give that back
Saw a comment saying character X can't be a pervert because he's ace. Bro. Bro. Bro. BRO. BRO. BRO. BR
THIS
my understanding and interpretation of Mary Oliver’s “Wild Geese” cannot be untangled from the fact that it was originally published to follow her poem about childhood sexual abuse, “Rage”
i just don’t think it was unintentional that these were presented flush against each other
[Transcripts:
Rage by Mary Oliver
You are the dark song of the morning; serious and slow, you shave, you dress, you descend the stairs in your public clothes and drive away, you become the wise and powerful one who makes all the days possible in the world. But you were also the red song in the night, stumbling through the house to the child's bed, to the damp rose of her body, leaving your bitter taste. And forever those nights snarl the delicate machinery of the days. When the child's mother smiles you see on her cheekbones a truth you will never confess; and you see how the child grows— timidly, crouching in corners. Sometimes in the wide night you hear the most mournful cry, a ravished and terrible moment. In your dreams she's a tree that will never come to leaf— in your dreams she's a watch you dropped on the dark stones till no one could gather the fragments— in your dreams you have sullied and murdered, and dreams do not lie.
Wild Geese by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting — over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
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a lot of my autism masking is just making myself more palatable for other people and my therapist said "does spock make himself 'more palatable' for others?" and had me promise to keep unmasking like:
my phone isn’t charging even though i plugged her innnnn dramatic ass bitch. YOUR PUSSY IS FILLED! WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT
Can you stop bouncing and moaning on it 😐 please for the love of god
i see now that i shouldn’t have made this post on tumblr. specifically.
is anyone else getting increasingly disturbed by the memeification of Everything and how badly the online community at large needs to make everything into a joke or a punchline
call me too woke but i don’t think calling popstars you just don’t like ‘spiritually Israeli’ and joking about how you hope your favorite anime character isn’t in the epstein files is funny. i think it’s really moronic and devoid of empathy towards genocide victims who’ve lost their homes, loved ones and potentially their own lives, and children being subjected to the most depraved sexual abuse imaginable
Tumblr is like our elderly dog and when she makes an especially scary cough we apparently think "oh god it's the big one"
for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits
Tumblr is like our elderly dog and when she makes an especially scary cough we apparently think "oh god it's the big one"
where is evryone
"Cas, we've talked about this. Personal space?" and then them standing and sitting on top of each other for over a decade.