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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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Origami Around
we're not kids anymore.

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
trying on a metaphor
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it comes and goes in waves
A daily game that challenges our understanding of human cultures. Ten objects. 5,000 years of human history. Guess where and when each artif
An interesting game where you are presented with 10 artifacts from the MET. You have to place where the artifact is from and what time period it is from. Each artifact scores up to 10,000 points, and you lose points the further away your guess is and how far off in time you are. You can only play once a day. Thanks to @baebeylik for showing this to me.
Today I scored really well. Yesterday ... not so much.
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oh this is extremely fun. i did NOT do all that well but i can see myself getting good. i will be doing this regularly.
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I am ridiculous proud of this. Top 4% on my very first game. Years of visiting random museums and assuming I absorbed nothing have paid off, obviously
Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib, from “And What Good Will Your Vanity Be When The Rapture Comes”
Julianna Bibor
erin lecount, sweet fruit
Nicolas Bruno, The Embellished Collection
I would still use my turn signals in the Mad Max Wasteland. They'd call me "Signal" because I'd hit my blinker before ramming the enemy hot rods into the side of a desert ravine. I'd use my turn signal every time. They would respect me for this.
"That is Signal, the Last Follower of the Old Law."
Speef is real to me. I'm sorry for that.
OK this passage is goofy in numerous respects but I want to set that aside for a minute and just focus on one thing: "Speef" will always sound like a sound effect, but it's better if you spell it "Spief", right?
This is one of the things I find most peculiar about English: doubled vowels are connotatively infantile, despite being extremely common and the normal way to represent certain sounds which aren't themselves seen that way. It's not the sound at all, it's just the fact that the vowels are doubled! You'll observe that it only applies to digraphs and not to diaereses like "cooperate" or "vacuum". With core vocabulary this fades into the background, but it leaps out with unfamiliar names or words. That's why the British colonial use of "oo" to represent "u" sounds in non-European languages comes off as disrespectful, and (beyond the uncanny-valley effect) it's why English speakers perceive Dutch orthography as inherently ludicrous.
This is insane, right? There's nothing meaningful about whether a digraphic vowel uses two different letters or the same one twice, and as far as I can tell the sounds represented by -ee- and -oo- are totally arbitrary. This isn't written down anywhere and nobody teaches it to second-language learners, it's just this vague vibe you acquire from immersion. What the hell happened there
it will pass ..
i’m curious what arbitrary and specific flavors people dislike are. rb and tag a Taste you simply don’t fuck with. for flavor reasons not texture reasons. for me? i do not like elderflower or caraway for whatever reason
It is time now, I said, for the deepening and quieting of the spirit among the flux of happenings. Something had pestered me so much I thought my heart would break. I mean, the mechanical part. I went down in the afternoon to the sea which held me, until I grew easy. About tomorrow, who knows anything. Except that it will be time, again, for the deepening and quieting of the spirit.
Mary Oliver, “Swimming, One Day in August”
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the monks described me as "a pleasure to have on the mountain"
Diane Seuss, from Modern Poetry [ID’d]
Ocean Vuong, Night Sky With Exit Wounds