Twice a year in Hawaii the sun passes directly overhead and objects cast no shadow. It’s a phenomenon called “Lahaina Noon”
You're full of shit, Hawaiians are just able to levitate coconut milk.
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Monterey Bay Aquarium
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Origami Around

PR's Tumblrdome

JVL

Kiana Khansmith
No title available

Janaina Medeiros
macklin celebrini has autism
almost home

JBB: An Artblog!

Andulka
AnasAbdin

tannertan36
hello vonnie
Peter Solarz
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Brazil

seen from United States

seen from Morocco
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
@deathreincarnate
Twice a year in Hawaii the sun passes directly overhead and objects cast no shadow. It’s a phenomenon called “Lahaina Noon”
You're full of shit, Hawaiians are just able to levitate coconut milk.
Not exactly
I love teaboot going "oh I don't want to spam everyone with my OC stuff, I'll make a sideblog for it" and then reblogging all of it on his main blog
10/10 no notes
I love them your honour
doomscrolling thru the weather app
Wait, listening to the same song on repeat is stimming?
I do not mean a normal amount of listening to the same song on repeat I mean that in October and November 2022 the only thing I listened to was Type O Negative's "Black No. 1" and I listened to it for 18 hours a day. This is, apparently, a kind of stimming.
*quietly hides the four playlists that I have that are just copies of one song from different recordings or releases*
To be clear I do not know what the normal amount is. When Large Bastard and I started dating I had a tape in my car with Tom Petty's "Dancing at the Zombie Zoo" on it that I knew exactly when to flip the other side (halfway through "Yer so Bad") so that I could flip it again and listen to Zombie Zoo again and I did that enough that Large Bastard still can't listen to Tom Petty and also it wore through the tape. So whatever normal is it is probably less than that.
Nope. And one of the things that made my doctors wave off the possibility of a diagnosis was "well, you don't stim or have trouble socializing or have sensory issues so you're probably just depressed and anxious."
No I just, you know, reexamined every interaction for hours after the fact and was convinced that I was evil or deeply broken for being unable to emotionally connect with people around me and had headphones hidden under my hair all the time to listen to songs on repeat so that I could pay attention to things and not get distracted by the way the classroom lights were flickering at exactly the wrong frequency.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN MOST KIDS DON'T HAVE TO BE TRAINED OUT OF WALKING ON TIP TOES
When not wearing shoes, will you be wearing socks? "Always" and "never" are both very diagnostic here.
Well, you see, the answer to this is nuanced because I Have A System (said while groaning and putting my face in my hands).
When you're wearing headphones, nobody knows that you're listening to Knowledge Fight #685: Formulaic Objections Part 7 for the 40th time.
Oh, I guess it was 2023.
Hmm. Okay. Well. That probably doesn't mean anything.
Unfortunately it is worse than that; this is hours listened to podcasts per month, 1640 hours per month is like 55 hours a day, which is possible because I listen to podcasts at 2-3x speed and only sleep for about five hours a night. This was to show there were no podcast hours listened in october and november of 2023 (because they all went to listening to Peter Steele)
Black No. 1 is 11 minutes long and at eighteen hours a day i was listening to it around a hundred times daily.
I am beginning to suspect that I may be Podcasts Georg.
Ma'am, we're sorry to have to tell you this, but your husband had an accident at the Pianos, Anvils, and Comically Large Panes of Glass Incorporated factory...
he was hit by a car in the parking lot
she tower on my babel till I ἐπιούσιον
#ἐπιούσιον is a word that’s only ever used in the Lord’s prayer#with extreme controversy surrounding its translation#i suspect the joke here is that this post forces the reader to do a bunch of linguistic research#only to not come up with a conclusive answer#mimicking the experiences of those who built the tower of babel#this has been another installment of overexplaining jokes until theyre not funny anymore with autistics via @exbeekeeper
ok but you just saved my ass 30 minutes of research by explaining the joke and now i can laugh at it sooner you didn't make it not funny you made it funny faster
ya being kafkaesque isn’t about turning into a bug it’s about how if you turned into a bug your boss would still be like “ok but we’re short staffed can u still come in”
while i understand that this is meant to be a joke about hellish capitalism, again, we cannot erase an important dimension to his work: franz kafka was a jew. he and his families were jews during a time period where traditional, religiously-based jew hatred was being replaced with a new pseudoscientific belief that jews were to be hated and oppressed because they were a subhuman race. this transition to race-based hatred of jews meant that even assimilated jews- who considered themselves citizens of states before they were ever jews- were now being irrationally targeted and hunted.
the term “anti-Semitism” was created specifically to name this new racial hatred of Jews. it was coined in 1879- 4 years before Kafka was born.
in “the metamorphosis”, Gregor Samsa wakes up one morning to find himself transformed into a "monstrous vermin". in kafka’s real world, jews woke up one morning, in their country that they were told was now enlightened and accepting of all people, and found out that they were now considered “monstrous vermin”. and then 6 million jews of his generation were exterminated.
i am giving the simplest analysis to this right now, but we need to understand that you cannot just blanketly universalize his work. you cannot remove the context of kafka’s jewishness or that he lived at a time when antisemitism became fervently racial. yes, discuss how his work comments on capitalism, society, etc. but to only use ONLY these lenses and to ONLY universalize his work is dishonest, whitewashes his work and life, and further exhibits how little non-jews know or care about the jewish history and how antisemitism has impacted jews for over 2000 years.
I’m going a step further and saying Kafka’s work—including the metamorphosis—is impossible to really interact with on any but the most surface level without an understanding of Kafka’s identity as a Jew and the social setting that placed him in.
If you didn’t know Kafka was Jewish, you did not study The Metamorphosis, you just read it. The amount of people saying they covered it in class and had no idea Kafka was Jewish… your teacher dropped the ball
Literally the only reason Franz Kafka existed was because his Jewish ancestor was allowed to have a family.
In short, between 1745 and 1859 in the Kingdom of Bohemia (what is now the Czech Republic), there was a law that limited the number of Jewish families. A census taken in 1787 showed that there were 8,541 Jewish families in Bohemia; preferring round numbers, the government increased the limit to 8,600. And for close to a hundred years, that was the limit. If a Jewish man wanted to get married and get a marriage license, he had to emigrate from the country. Otherwise, they had to wait until an existing Jewish father died. Usually, this meant that a son inherited the spot from his father (and wouldn't that cast a fun pall on a wedding, knowing that you can only have it because your father is dead?), but when a married Jewish man died without a son, the spot went up for someone to acquire.
But to apply for the spot, you needed to pay three years taxes, prove that you possessed at least 300 florians, had a school education, pass some exams, and be at least 24 years old.
Franz Kafka's grandfather passed those requirements.
If not for the fact that he did, and that another Jewish man had died without leaving a son behind, there would be no Franz Kafka.
Well that's fucked up.
so really it's about how if you turned into a bug your boss would be like "i've suddenly decided you personally killed jesus. can you still come in?"
This puts the insane bureaucracy in his work into perspective, Kafka was subject to it before he even existed. To be a minority is to be subject to unclear rules with the goalposts the moment you reach them.
When looking at these systems, you always have to remember they harm everyone, but not equally. That's another way in which leaving out Kafka's minority status hinders your ability to interpret his work.
okay that was not my last straw but i have maybe 3 to 4 straws left at most so watch out.
Um. Thanks h
people who make comics are fucked in the head. what is wrong with you
things to say after fucking up egregiously
pack it up boys we've made a social blunder
let's run that again
one more time normal style
I'm going to become a statistic
further proof god is out to get me
it's because I tore my acl senior year
I couldn't do it for religious reasons
my ex took my talent in the divorce
good thing nobody saw that (said directly to someone who definitely saw it)
oh ya horse year
The New York Times did a piece titled 100 Small Acts of Love and these are some of my favorites 💕
Knives out: His name is Ransom. :) He blackmailed, plotted murder, and attempted to steal an inheritance :)
Glass Onion: This is Helen Brand, who is just as righteous as she is beautiful :) she pretended to be her sister Cassandra of Troy and no one listened to her ever :))
Wake Up Dead Man: This is Judas Duplicity the Liar. You can trust him :))))
When a fic doesn’t fit my head canons but it’s well-written
#he wouldn't fucking say that but i'm getting kind of attached to the guy you invented who did say that