i need to put all three of these pictures in a single post. this is significant. this matters. this is why i exist
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Jules of Nature

#extradirty

Andulka
cherry valley forever
AnasAbdin
Xuebing Du
NASA

Love Begins
Cosimo Galluzzi
dirt enthusiast
Keni
Cosmic Funnies
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.

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todays bird

Origami Around

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i need to put all three of these pictures in a single post. this is significant. this matters. this is why i exist
MONSTER AU designs
These are some of the designs I made for a monster AU. I’m still making more!
in order: Grant, Madison, Lincoln, Roosevelt, jfk, Coolidge, Taft, and the Adams
Monster AU by @doodle-blight
If you use these designs please credit me
art dump
Mann sorry for being so inactive. I am back in school and working. But here’s some sketches and pieces I did during my summer break.
( credit for the base designs goes to doodleblight and kimity. I was the one that drew most of the mermaid stuff)
( Marvin and Tara belong to me)
wayne reminds us that wikipedia is NOT a fully reliable source!
celestial camouflage
best media to read fanfiction of is reservoir dogs btw. but y’all aren’t ready for that conversation
The 16th president of the United States of America going out for a beer with his pals
Abraham Drinkin’
The 7th president of the United States gets audited by the IRS
Andrew Taxin’
The 14th president of the United States as a drag queen
Franklin Fierce
The 11th President of the United States in an egg.
James K. Yolk
The 12th President of the United States on a boat.
Zachary Sailor
The 39th President of the United States trading goods and services without money.
Jimmy Barter
The 37th President of the United States stirring ingredients in a bowl.
Richard Mixin’
The 40th President of the United States found to be a large passerine bird disguised as a human
Ronald Raven
The 31st President of the United States vacuuming dust off of the floors
Herbert Hoover (that’s it I didn’t need to change anything)
So I took Two Party Opera panels and ruined them… it’s like blackout poetry… kind of
Made these a while back. Here’s some to add onto it dhchhfhdhdhfhf
I made these ones yesterday!
These are all great the second one killed me 😭
“Here’s my Al collection. I’m H A R D”
“Impressive”
don’t forget my favorite
other amazing works by @lil-als (i think i made the second one but i can’t be certain)
Season 1 of Clone High might be the funniest show ever made
I laminated a paper towel
why does this have 31 thousand notes
You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.
But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity
Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.
However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.
Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.
So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!
But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.
Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.
The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.
But you remain.
Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.
All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.
But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?
Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.
The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.
Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.
Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?
OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON
AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN
A LAMINATED
PAPER
T OW E L
IDK MAN,
I D K
Write. A. Book.
What if I did write a book
and the pages of that book
were made out of
laminated
paper towels
I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT
spotted a nice flock of vultures + one grackle who was immensely enjoying his bath
TAKE ME AWAY!
[For Computerblue on AF!]
getting obsessed with a real life guy who sucks is the ultimate cure for all ails