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tame impala’s right, the less i know the better
I like the idea of Neil actually being Kat’s son because it would mean that, had Sator succeeded, Neil would have died at 6 years old. Which makes Neil the only character in the movie that, in order to be allowed to exist, he must first agree to sacrifice himself.
i love u max verstappen
>have problem
>recognize it as part of my divine punishment
>no problem
Mariana zapata I want to kiss you for writing Kulti thank you oh my god.
Extra heavy on the “Be safe” and “I love you” because life is so short fr
that moment by the end of sinners where the harrowing opening scene of sammie walking into the church bloody and beaten, shellshocked, terrified, holding his broken guitar, and his father is welcoming him back into the fold of the church like a prodigal son, and it seems to be the perfect set up for a religious cautionary tale of the consequences of straying from god... but it's then resolved in this instant transition where you see sammie driving away, crying, still clutching his guitar despite it all and it hits all in one moment that he has rejected christianity and chosen blues even though he's just gone through this horrible, traumatic event "because" of "the devil's music" - that he has uncovered and refused the abusive fallacy at the center of christianity that the bad things that happen to you if you stray are because of the things you love that are against bible doctrine, that it's your fault and you've brought it upon yourself. and he said no! he said no. and then we see him go on and live to have this successful career and know that he was right, that the association of blues with the devil was a lie. that's it that's what it's like. i bawled my eyes out at the movie theatre especially in combination with the beauty and terror of the piece the resistance of the film, the scene where the spirits of the past and future all come together to unapologetically embody that music, that history, even as they are surrounded by flames burning the building down, and it's like: fuck you, we'll have the party in hell, then, but god damn it we will have it
16.05.2026, 24h Nürburgring – Photo by Kevin Pecks
Max Verstappen is SOOOO GOOD he doesn’t even need to win to show he’s the GOAT.
max after his double stint
16.05.2026, 24h Nürburgring – Photo by Joerg Mitter
So sad and lovely at the same time ❤️
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Not to sound like a decrepit, rambling corpse about it, but back in my day Word used to be a pre installed program that came with your computer, if you were running Windows.
No subscription. Just program.
On your computer. You got to use it forever and ever and never had to worry about it going away.
Because it was physically on your computer. As a program. That you actually owned. Not because you got it separately, but because it was a standard inclusion with your computer.
I'm sorry but I'll just never get over it. I remember when companies cared about their products being usable out of the box. I remember when our things belonged to us.
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