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This here is me homunculus flesh puppet that me soul will transfer to in the event of me death. It’s got no soul insider it right now, so we keep it in a constant state a euphoria ter keep it from massacrin’ me customers.

997

idk how but this post passed tumblr’s guidelines after i made an appeal

kotaku

The End, by Alister Lockhart.

walkinchicken

Bruh, if you don’t think that having historically significant events well documented from multiple perspectives is a good thing, then idk what the hell u doin.

purplebloodedmajesty

Besides, like, that is literally a Giant Monster Rampaging Through The Town. What the fuck is the everyday person gonna do other than Tweet/Instagram/Post about it going “It’s the apocalypse you guys! Eyyyy lmao #apocalypse #deathrising #nofilter”?

nbkatara

#like come on your cellphone may not defeat the beast#but it can gain you like 50000 followers before the skies start raining blood so#who’s the REAL winner here? (via @purplebloodedmajesty)

songofsunset

And heck, even if your own death is inevitable getting information out could help save other people, even if it can’t save you. ‘Here are 20 livestreams of the giant tentacle monster including how it moves and attacks, how can we beat it?’ is way more useful than ‘an entire city got wiped off the map and things smell vaguely of calimari idk man’

steppsful

reblogging for this perfection: ‘an entire city got wiped off the map and things smell vaguely of calimari idk man’

fangirljeanne

I personally would be trying to give the Great One flowers and chocolate, but I don’t fault others for watching to get a picture of something so glorious and terrible. 😍

hussyknee

These are photos taken by Robert Landsburg of the eruption of Mount St. Helens in 1980. He realized he would never get to safety in time, so he kept taking pictures of the ash cloud for as long as possible. Then he put the camera securely in his bag and lay down on top of it to protect it before being engulfed in the pyroclastic flow. When they found his body, the recovered the pictures were invaluable to geologists because no one had ever been able to document an eruption that close up before.

There are many more such photographs of unimaginable perspectives taken moments before death, only because of the compelling human desire to assert that we were here, this happened, this was real. It’s the most human desire there is - to reach out across time and space to connect with our fellow beings until our last breath.

aquilacalvitium

That’s haunting

feanor-the-dragon

I fucking tear up every time I see this post because that’s it. That’s the essence of what it means to be human.

I was here. I explored. I saw this. Remember me.

Fuck

altcomics

Jaakko Pallasvuo

pticorse

xxxnewstitch

Bach: Jesus bleibet meine freude, BWV 147

jturn

how insanely satisfying

unreadable

redlipstickresurrected

Steven Baines (American, b. 1972, based Brooklyn, NY, USA) - 1: The Skies Are Empty, 2014 2: Wrong Angle for a Rainbow, 2014 3: Of All the Crummy Places, 2014 from I’m Over It, Paintings: Oil on Canvas