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This post is ancient and stupid but I still laugh whenever I see it

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As a trans woman I can confirm that they indeed found an ancient forest inside a 630ft deep sinkhole in China

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cis people can reblog this but keep it on subject, please

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Happy pride month everyone always remember that the sinkhole has an ecosystem large enough to house not only insects but likely several species of small birds or mammals

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a post about when someone tags someone else on your post

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I cherish the creature

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I have drawn your beast

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labubu was meant to be hanging off a kindergartners backpack filthy as fuck with no eyes left

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Ok i know that too some people it will just look like a question mark but i am in love with this 🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪new 🫪🫪🫪🫪emoji apple added it dosent even feel real🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪do the peo🫪🫪🫪🫪ple know🫪 about🫪🫪🫪 this🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪🫪

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Pretty crazy how wind is invisible yet sporadically says hello through moving objects

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this year’s prom theme is… *opens envelope* Great Lakes Invasive Species And What Boaters Can Do To Stop Them

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And the subject of tonight’s ecology panel is *turns on powerpoint* Enchantment Under the Sea

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River of Souls

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When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.

I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.

Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.