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what if it was called magic the slathering and it was about lotions and ointments

they should invent a disproportionate emotional response that goes away when you understand it's disproportionate. they should invent a way to logic yourself out of emotions

1five1two

Leopard Figurine. Mesopotamia. c. 3300-2900 BC.

eternalgirlscout

so called "free thinkers" when hi 1 quastion

nattousan

i'm in agony, SOMEbody please help me remember what the childhood book series was that centered around critters that looked like this:

IM IN HELL WHAT WAS IT

Little Critter?

worldheritagepostorganization

World Heritage Post

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sometimes when I see my name in writing I'm like who is that

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alienation from all representations of the self

notahorseindisguise

the "came back wrong" trope except like... they didnt. like this mad scientists wife died, and so he studied necromancy, brought her back, and she came back and it all worked. like she came back exactly the same as she was before with literally no difference. but the scientist guy is like "oh no... what have i done.... shes Different now!!!! she came back Wrong!!!!" and shes just like. chilling. reading a book. cooking dinner. shes just so so normal but in the guys mind hes like "oh shes soooo weird" but shes just normal

mysticorset

Peer reviewed tags from @somanyofthekids

notahorseindisguise

NO its a JOKE and YOU DONT GET IT. ITS NOT THAT DEEP

hiveswap

While she was dead he put his memory of her on such a high pedestal that she could never live up to it alive

midnight-revolucion

alternatively‚ she came back perfectly fine but he thinks she came back wrong‚ because the tragic reality is that he never actually knew his wife

notahorseindisguise

im going INSANE thats MY POST.

marlinspirkhall

It's your post but the journey to posting it changed it to such a degree that even its closest intimacies are now foreign to you. Sorry dude.

jellyfishforest135

Activated them like sleeper agents

punkrock-bottom

If you stay up late to hang out with friends I don’t think you should have to be tired in the morning. I think it should be a freebie

delinquentbookworm

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.