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I copy pasted parts of this but I do hand letter everything, because while I'm trying to work easier as I'm chronically ill, I am still chronically stupid

not-quite-wild

[id: 9 panel comic, all line drawings

1st panel: two people at a table in front of a multi-story coffee shop. one person says "how did you ever get through it?"

2nd panel: person in a bed in front of a window says "I didn't"

3rd panel: a flower in the bottom right corner while second speaker continues "It simply went"

4th panel: grasses waving in the wind? while second speaker says "through me"

5th panel: back to two people in front of coffee shop and second person continues "I'm not the river"

6th panel: back to person in bed, this time with a wave coming out from under the bed and second person continues "I'm the river bed"

7th panel: person in bed with window, but wave has subsided to simply being wet under the bed and second person continues "I'll be there, changed"

8th panel: fish with water plants and the second person continues "when the water runs clear again"

9th panel: in front of coffee shop again. First person says "Well, I don't know if I could do it." Second person responds "What does that mean"

For easier reading, the conversation:

First person says "How did you ever get through that?" Second person says "I didn't. It simply went through me. I'm not the river; I'm the river bed. I'll be there, changed when the water runs clear again." First person says "Well, I don't know if I could do it" Second person says "What does that mean?"

[/id]

bluering8

listen to me, this is so so important: you've gotta get used to really giving it your 60% as a default. like don't half-ass it necessarily but try not to go over 70% or so of an ass. you'll feel better and live a happier more fulfilled life, and on the rare occasions where you do need to lock the fuck in you'll be able to pull off bullshit that the sad miserable wretches giving it their 100% can never dream of, because they're busy draining themselves dry and you have energy reserves to spare.

wholesome-animal-images

silly-signs

Official silly sign

wheelie-sick

when people tag posts "unreality" it's a signal to people who struggle with discerning reality that a (likely scary if believed to be true) post is not real even though it's written as if it was. it's also a filter tag so those people can opt out of seeing posts like that entirely. many people who rely on the unreality tag are psychotic and struggle with paranoia alongside (or because of) the struggles discerning what's real. posts that these people interpret to be real can lead to incredible distress and compulsions.

when someone tags your post "#unreality" and you screenshot the tags and say "what are you talking about? this is real" because you consider the post easy to discern as not real and find this joke funny you're actually just causing paranoia for people who now feel like they can't trust the unreality tag. not everyone has the same reality discernment skills as you. what's "obviously" a fictional story to you may not be obvious to other people.

I don't think most people make this joke maliciously. I think most people making this joke don't even realize why the unreality tag exists. anyways, if you've made this joke or have the urge to make this joke then consider not doing that.

wheelie-sick

a lot of people on this post complaining about their real posts being tagged #unreality and how it pisses them off

*politely* correcting people is fine. this post is pretty explicitly about sarcasm. if you're not being sarcastic then it's fine to correct people. this post is only talking about sarcasm. people not being sarcastic about this actually helps you because people feel safer trusting that you're not making a joke

and if you think your annoyance at your post being tagged #unreality means that the tag shouldn't be used at all you need to get your priorities straight. be kinder to psychotic people thanks.

dogpuppy

When I was a kid my uncle gave me his old macbook to use for school he shipped it to us and when it arrived I opened it and it smelled like uncle. It had this uncle aura for weeks. I have 7 uncles and they all smell like the inside of a DVD case

What does it mean....

megacarapa

ok so this is another long shot but a few years ago there was a twitter post (in japanese i think?) that had measurememts for how to make this book stand thing out of cardboard that you could use to double up books and use up more space on shelves

back then i made a bunch of these but by now i lost the pic and dont know how to find the original post anymore

if it comes down to it i can just take one apart and get the measurements from there but i would be very grateful if anyone happens to have the original post or something similar??

megacarapa

don't mind how long it's been since i made this post, anyway i realized that i don't even need to take one apart to get the measurements when i can literally just unfold it and refold it /FACEPALM

so anyway here is the diagram for anyone else who is interested!!

this requires pretty big carboard pieces, if you have a really big box or something you can make it from one piece, but if you don't, you can also just make each of the pieces individually and then tape them together

and then in the end you put it together like this!!

and then when you make a bunch you can put them all next to each other and stack your books like crazy

EVERYONE START GETTING MORE USE OUT OF YOUR SPACE NOW!!!!

greelin

it’s soso cool how mental health meds can lower your heat tolerance severely and make you sweat buckets. Love this feature

greelin

every moment of being alive is like this

ouroborosorder

this is such a profoundly stupid thing to be mad about but. i periodically think about how banksy made one of my single favorite pieces of art of all time, and everything else he's ever done has sucked. man, how did you nail it once

ouroborosorder

It's this piece, titled The Banality of the Banality of Evil. Because on first glance, you're like. Yeah, okay, it's obvious what it's saying. Even nazis, even evil people can appreciate beauty, too. But then you learn its name, and suddenly the interpretation shifts a bit. The idea that evil is banal has in itself become banal. my first response to seeing a nazi on a bench is "oh it's about the banality of evil" and not "jesus christ there's a nazi on the bench."

and like. i dunno i think that's a really interesting way for a title to recontextualize a piece. it's finding nuance by tearing out the nuance you want to project onto it. it's not the greatest piece of art ever made, but i'd be lying if i said i didn't have a huge soft spot for it

manwhorewednesdays

Okay but I have to add to this

what I find really interesting is how the way this is drawn (especially considering who drew it) the art style seems extremely deliberate. This type of nostalgic landscape painting is very reminiscent of nazi art and specifically, Hitler's art.

Nazis were extremely judgmental of "entartete Kunst" (degenerate art). Bansky's usual work very well fall into this category! So for him to go for this style of painting in particular is another choice I find very interesting, because I can see some people react to this painting with some variation of "oh, I didn't know he could actually draw! I thought he is a hack but he is a real artist!" - and that is where they would agree with the Nazis.

I dunno I just find this piece very compelling

ouroborosorder

oh that is actually fascinating. in fact, to add on- a detail I omitted because I just kinda forgot to mention it. The reason there’s two signatures in the corner is because it was a painting in a thrift shop, Banksy adding the Nazi, and then returning it to the shop.

I think there’s something interesting about recognizing the lineage of this type of art and wanting to mess with it, subvert the intent, and explore the topic and legacy. It’s potent. I really like this piece

kazoosandfannypacks

Guys, I heard children outside in the backyard of my school, and i’m on the fifth floor, but right above the playground, so I threw a paper airplane with a little message on it to them, and then they got excited so I threw another one, and then I threw another, and then another, and then they started making requests like “tell us a story” and I wrote a little thing about me throwing airplanes out the window or “draw us a picture of yourself” and i drew a picture that didn’t look too great but they thought it was fun and they’d expectantly wait and I’d throw another and they’d be screaming and chasing it and trying to figure out who i am and stuff and after twenty minutes, and, like, forty airplanes i sent one that said “do you wanna see me” and they were excited and started chanting so i threw one that said “countdown” and they counted down from ten and then i actually poked my head out the window because they still hadn’t seen me yet and i had a handful of, like, twenty paper airplanes with me and i threw them all one at a time as they tried to catch them like a giant ticket blaster at chuckie cheese, and the look of pure delight and joy on those kids’ faces was worth all that time and paper.

kazoosandfannypacks

This is still my biggest accomplishment and the greatest moment of my life.

fuckyeahcomicsbaby

You don’t have to love your body

chippish

[Image ID: a hand drawn comic series. The two characters are a woman with dark hair in a ponytail and a woman with light straight hair to her shoulders. I will refer to the dark haired woman as (advice) Giver and the light haired woman as (advice) Seeker.]

Panel 1– Giver sits at a wooden stand that is stereotypically shown as a children’s lemonade stand. The sign reads “Life Advice In Exchange For Potatoes.” Taped to the bottom are two notes “Must not contain poison or broccoli” and “baked potatoes-better advice. Giver is reading a book and whistling casually.

Panel 2– Seeker stands with her fists balled to talk herself up. She says “Ok, here goes.”

Panel 3– Seeker approaches Giver hesitantly. She stands on the left, on the other side of the lemonade stand’s counter. Giver continues to look at book and gestures to be handed something. Seeker: Um, yeah, I have this problem that– Giver: POTATOES FIRST.

Panel 4– Seeker hands over tupperware. Giver opens tupperware and inspects contents.

Panel 5– Giver shoots finger gun at Seeker. Seeker starts to talk but looks distressed and/or disgusted. Giver: Fried with onions nice! I’m all ears. Seeker: I know I should love my body, but… um… could you NOT EAT while I’m telling you all this?

Panel 6– Giver has fork and is actively chewing potatoes. Giver: The answer’s no. Go on.

Panel 7– Seeker shrugs while explaining. Seeker: I know there are a lot of body-positive messages around, but there are still some aspects of my appearance that I don’t like. And I feel like a loser for not loving my body that much.

Panel 8– Giver gestures casually and smiles. She is still holding the fork with potatoes. Seeker looks disgruntled, very “ugh.” Giver: Oh, that’s simple. Don’t love your body then! Seeker: Are you saying I should love MY MIND instead?…

Panel 9– Giver now looks serious and annoyed. Seeker looks annoyed and confused while holding her head with one hand. Giver: No! Look, do you love your consciousness? Seeker: Um…

Panel 10– Giver holds their arms high in celebration motion, very excited. Giver: You don’t! That’s because you perceive your consciousness as YOU. You don’t get detached from it enough to form FEELINGS towards it.

Panel 11– Giver now stands on the left, next to Seeker. One arm is around Seeker’s shoulder, while the other points to Seeker’s face. Seeker is looking towards the ground processing Giver’s advice. Giver: Same with your body and mind. That’s YOU. Of course, LOVING your body is better than HATING it, but why do you have to have a RELATIONSHIP with the physical aspect of you?

Panel 12– Seeker looks upward, thinking. Giver (offscreen): You can, however, change some things about yourself. Seeker’s thought bubbles, but also maybe Giver’s examples?: Draw better. Draw on yourself? Work out. Become better at math. Dye hair. Learn languages.

Panel 13– Giver has one arm across her chest as she continues explaining. Giver: Though not indefinitely. For example, you can’t become a snake. Giver’s thought bubble: One day, maybe…

Panel 14– Giver, on left, has one hand on her hip as she looks at Seeker sternly. Seeker, on right, has her hand moving towards her chin in the ‘thinking’ pose. Giver: However, it takes time and energy. So you might want to think about what’s important to you. Seeker: huh. In fact, I always thought learning calculus would be cool.

Panel 15– The lemonade stand is back in view. Giver begins to sit down behind it again, looking away from Seeker, no longer interested. Seeker stands at the customer side of the stand, excited. Giver: Ok, consultation’s over. Some of us have potatoes to eat. Seeker: Hey, thanks! Giver: Yeah, yeah.

Panel 16– Giver is at the front and center of the panel, sitting at the stand, holding her book just under the viewer’s line of sight. The dish of potatoes is in front of her. Seeker is in the background over Giver’s shoulder, shouting back. Seeker: Bye! Giver: yeah, bye.

Panel 17– Giver now holds the book up, reading again. Seeker walks away in the background. The Book cover says: How to Become a Snake. 6 eassssy ssstepss.

[/end description.]

andhumanslovedstories

So I came home from work today and there was a kindle addressed to me that I did not remember ordering. I spent the afternoon trying to figure out how I accidentally purchased a kindle from Amazon, and when I came back from hanging out with Catherine, I told my parents, guys, you will not believe what I accidentally ordered for myself.

“Huh,” said Dad very casually. “Did you get charged for it?”

I spent the next five minutes checking my bank account and came back into the living room to announce, “No, I didn’t. Do you think it’s a mistake? But it has my name on it! what does this mean”

It was around the time that I started to sound panicked that Dad confessed to buying it for me (“I didn’t realize the mystery of it would be so terrifying”). Which was very, very sweet and slightly unfortunate because yesterday I purchased a replacement kindle for myself.

So anyway, we now have a family kindle

andhumanslovedstories

Me and Mom were talking about the kindle this morning, and she told me about how a few weeks ago, she got into her car only to discover that it had been mysteriously cleaned.

“But who would do this?” she said to my father who said he was sure he had no idea. “A student? A stranger? Someone who broke into my car to steal it but felt bad about how dirty it was? WHO??”

Eventually Dad was like, “Honey. It was clearly me.”

Poor Dad just wants to be a man who expresses his love through silent actions, but his family consists of panicked, suspicious women who apparently are very sure that strangers will ominously do nice things for us

eilooxara

Once I got my wife a gift for her birthday and when it arrived (with PERFECT timing!) I told her casually “oh there’s a package for you”

And she (who I didn’t know at the time had good reasons to be paranoid about stalkers) was like “I don’t like that”

So then I had to follow up with “I’m sure WHOEVER sent you that package is as sexy and mysterious as she is sorry to have frightened you”

berensreverie

A homo neanderthalensis and a homo sapiens. Happy pride!

magnetothemagnificent

[id: art of a Homo sapiens man and Homo neanderthalensis man crouching by a cave wall with their hands on the wall together, among many other handprints. A fire is casting their shadows on the wall. The Homo sapiens man is laughing and reaching towards the Homo neanderthalensis man, who is looking at him and blushing. ]

malinaa

what if we all explode

derring-do

This very production of Orpheus & Eurydice is now available to stream, free, for the month of June.

galactic-mayhem

saw this on pinterest but i think it belongs here too

vinnie-vindictive

this will never not be important

makingqueerhistory

Growing up with access to the internet is the reason I know I am queer. It's where I first used they/them pronouns. It's where I met my wife.

The kids we are supposed to protect, are not being protected from their families, they are being protected by their families. Any queer person will know that means something far different.

Our queer existence is pornographic to them.

The internet that is developing is not one that I could have found myself in. The sex workers, queers, feminists, freaks, and radicals who made the internet fun are being driven out, and that should scare us.

shigure

i'm sorry i never did your tag game. i love you

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