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“there are plenty of fish in the sea” = there are more people out there who you could get with

“sleeping with someone” = having sex with them

“sleeping with the fishes” = got murdered

my proposal: “there are plenty of other fish to sleep with” = next person you fuck will kill you

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Your daily dose of cat memes

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Wizard Council 2023 banned spell list:

Wall of Beasts

Granite Counterspell

Summon Hive of Cigarettes

Torrent of Meth

Summon Hole Elemental

Mage Fetus

Conjure Glock Gnomes

Conjure Fear Weed

Francophonize

Reverse Abortion

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The desire for aesthetic

It has come to my attention that in the last decade, especially since the boom of TikTok, there is in media a bigger emphasis on aesthetics or having a personal aesthetic.

Humanity used to lived in places where buildings where thought out to represent an ideal of beauty, to elevate the soul and the mind. Inspire philosophies, or be the muse of a new work of art. Even those in the lower classes could at least experience these pleasures in public buildings, squares, or if they worked for the rich. The simplest of homes still had more warmth within than an apple store today.

Yet modern architecture can mostly be described as a city of cement shoe boxes. Cheap and fast, like every aspect of current society.

This new found desire for aesthetic comes, in my opinion, from a need of harmony that we have put aside in favor of production. Details that allows an object or place to express a sentiment, calls us. It's why in every culture, traditional buildings are regarded with a "soul". Because they do indeed feel alive. When looking at the Roman Forum or a hidden cottage on the woods, no one can deny that they were inspirations of our most transcendent aspects of humanity.

The people during the renaissance survived the horrors of the black death, and decided that their every day lives should strive for joy again. It's time for us to do the same.

headspace-hotel

today my wisdom is: the ecological crisis of our planet is not a thing that will Suddenly destroy us sometime in the next century—it has taken decades of continuous work for our biosphere to be preserved thus far, and it will take decades more of continuous work to continue preserving it.

The apocalypse is not a single event hovering in the future bearing down on us while we sit helplessly. We are at least 150 years into an ongoing "apocalypse."

Things will continue to steadily get worse without steady action, but "augh! it's already too late to stop climate change and mass extinctions!" is specifically the worst response

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I want to live there and explore the country

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Gustave Doré (1832-1883) "Mont Sainte-Odile with Pagan Wall" Oil on canvas Located in the Musée d'Art Moderne et Contemporain de Strasbourg, Strasbourg, France

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GODSTONES - THE DAGDA

The Dagda ("the good/capable god") is portrayed in the lore as a powerful warrior, a wise chieftain, and a shaper of the land, appearing in such tales as the Second Battle of Moytura, the Wooing of Étaín, and How The Dagda Got His Magic Staff. Known for his massive stature, lowly appearance, and his mastery over all the arts, the Dagda is one of the most important figures in the Mythological Cycle.

This is an art series depicting the Gaelic gods as ancient statues, with designs loosely inspired by historical finds, such as the Boa Island and Tandragee idols from Northern Ireland, and the Ballachulish Figure from Scotland. In this piece, the Dagda is pictured with his signature harp, club, and cauldron.

austriannia

Hellblade: Senua’s Sacrifice inspired Fanart on Midjourney

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Work in progress goat

lovvvverrry

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#Misa Amane #Death Note

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If you hear people from my past speak of me. Keep in mind they are speaking of a person they don’t even know any more.

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Apple juice and orange juice don’t have to be enemies. They are in love. Orple juice.

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thank u to the people on twitter who tried to steal this for keeping me humble and reminding me why im a tumblr girlie

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my dad just walked in, asked me “what do you get when you cross a joke with a rhetorical question?” and left

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#how’s it feel to be the child of the funniest person on earth?

I know this was definitely also rhetorical, but considering people in the notes are calling this one a heritage post, consider this an additional dose of My Dad Lore, aka a lot of other things he has pulled over the years

Somehow teamed up with his friends to get a fake person to pass driver’s ed back in high school, which I know is not just a made-up or exaggerated dad story because someone wrote the name of the same fake person in his and my mom’s wedding guest book

Once burned me a road trip CD for the drive home from college that turned out to consist of 21 “What’s New Pussycat?“s and one (1) “It’s Not Unusual”

Used to send me letters when I was away at summer camp about how everything at home was on fire, my sisters had gotten arrested, aliens had shown up, and various other crises – one time in full verse

Forced his office to reset the “Days since our last shark attack” sign someone put up as a joke when he borrowed one of me and my sisters’ toy plastic ones and stuck it on a coworker’s chair

Had another coworker ask him to retrieve a wireless mouse they left at the office on a business trip and proceeded to send them photos of it in increasingly threatening scenarios (about to be crushed by a car, etc)

Teamed up with me to get a cake for my middle sister’s graduation party with plastic dinosaurs on it that read “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIMMY” so it looked like there’d been a mix-up at the bakery

Anyways I can never tell him how popular this post is because it would require explaining more about my tumblr presence than I would like to, but rest assured, he is out there and inflicting chaos on the world as we speak (partially in the form of his children, because we all ended up weird pranksters, too)