Voices-in-my-head

My Day Dreams on a blog

[whatsupbeanie]

I believe that by the point of our first official date we even TALKED about holding hands but both were too shy to make the first move, haha. This year is Mike and mine 10 year anniversary so I was feeling nostalgic and wanted to draw something from those early days.  

[steponmepinkjun]

My moms house has high ceilings and those sort of shelf-spaces all around the perimeter of the room, where most people would put vases or decorative plants.

Instead, they put Dimitri's cat bed up there, because he, like most cats, likes to be high up, and also his sister Persephone can't jump up there, so it's a good place for him to relax unperturbed when he needs some alone time. (Dimitri was an only child for the first five years of his life, and is very introverted/private, whereas Pcef needs constant attention, so sometimes he needs time away from her to decompress)

We call this are The Penthouse. Dimitri will frequently look down upon us mere mortals from his heavenly perch.

(it is not uncommon for me to ask, "Where's Mitri?" and be told "He's in the Penthouse.")

A King amongst mortals.

[zombiesatemygames-deactivated20]

Let’s go on an adventure.

[the-kernelsprite-blog1]

this is beautiful

[artemuscain-gamingandbs]

Every time I see this I weep openly.

[pinball-mentality-deactivated20]

I’m speechless.

[elosilla]

[ecchymosess]

UM EXCUSE ME THOS E ARE FUCKING PIXELS HOW

[street-trash]

Seize the Day was a calendar program made by in 1994 by Buena Vista software. It features graphics that at the time, were revolutionary because of the way they handled color cycling. These images were static bitmaps, but by changing color values, they appear animated. What is also impressive about these images is that they had full day night cycles built in, rendered also through color cycling. A few years ago, a html5 version was made. A copy was uncovered online and there is a way to use the program through DOSbox. As well, one of the original programmers for the project, Iam Gilman, has thought of the idea of remaking it, open sourced, for modern machines.

[xeppeli]

thanks for writing a more elaborate explanation. i’ve seen these pictures be spread like wildfire without mention of the technology behind it.

[approvers]

By Blaise Chatelain

[aristotlemencloza]

Grief is just love with no place to go.

– unknown // Art piece by Ikenaga Yasunari

[uncle-dre2-deactivated20210813]

[highhoneypiee]

Pick a bottle any bottle lol

[artisanalbooty]

[volumenviridis]

I recently read an article about a therapy group for depressed people who had all attempted suicide at some point. The breakthrough question for them was, “If your goal was to be just as miserable as possible, what would you do?” Most of them listed things like not getting enough sleep, or isolating themselves from everyone… the list goes on, but the point is, they listed things they already do. But now they saw those “coping mechanisms” for what they really were: things that were actively making their condition worse.

I read that article at 2:00 AM, asked myself, am I TRYING to be miserable tomorrow? And it was easier than usual to put my phone down and fall asleep. Even my intrusive “lying down” thoughts about meaninglessness and existential dread were easier to suppress when I framed them as things I’d think about to purposefully make myself feel as awful as possible.

[crystalwitch-in-the-tardis]

Fuck that is helpful

[anxietyproblem]

[great-tweets]

There is nothing new under the sun.

[bloodcraving-vampire]

ADHD mood

[tiqqun-deactivated20250830]

*Abbott walks in*

*I frantically spin the wheel from Byzantine Erotica to the Summa Theologica*

[santapau]

You know I can’t resist some scriptorium buffoonery

[pascalcampion]

It’s getting complicated

More late night thoughts

#pascalcampion

[positivity-in-recovery]

[arinashitabun]

Art by Hector aka shitty watercolor

[skylowalker]

[moki-dokie]

😭😭😭😭

[drcrowdpleaser]

[catchymemes]

[zillion-ronald-manus]

someone post the “we got another one” post from the /fit/ thread about the guy working out and becoming gay

[shephardlovesyou]

[aireemacpherson]

over here sharing the content

[bigwordsandsharpedges]

[babyanimalgifs]

In case you weren’t aware, sting rays are basically puppies.

via @andywitchger

[pengosolvent]

this one’s a few days late due to having a lot of doctors appointments sorry it’s  just 9 pages, and about some rats… it’s more symbolic than anything really

(it’s completely unrelated to any of my songs that have to do with “puzzleboy”) Patreon: www.patreon.com/PengoSolvent

[machikane-evilhauser]

Puzzle rat: what will you do when your security runs out? rat 2:

[bellybuttonblue-deactivated2021]

[sentientcitizen]

Here’s the opposite story, though. With apologies because I don’t have the book in front of me, so I may get some details wrong, but I read this “Irena’s Children“ by Tilar J. Mazzeo.

Irena lived in Warsaw during the Nazi occupation, and dedicated her life to rescuing Jewish children from the Ghetto, and her story is complicated in a lot of ways but - well, this story isn’t actually about Irena, per se.

It’s about a bus driver.

It’s about a day when she’s traveling across town by bus with a very young Jewish child, and partway to their destination the child looks up and asks a question - in Yiddish. and the whole bus goes quiet, because everyone knows what that means. And Irena thinks, okay, we’re going to die here today.

And she’s running through her options - all of them bad - and suddenly the bus stops, and the bus driver announces that there’s been a mechanical failure and the bus needs to return to the depot immediately. Everyone off, please.

And she stands and goes to get off the bus and the driver says - not you two. Sit down. So she sits down as everyone else leaves, because, well, what else is she going to do? the options are all still bad, at this point.

and when the bus is empty the bus driver says,

“Where do you need to go?”

And then he drives them as close to their destination as he can, and lets them off, and drives away. And Irena lives, and the kid lives, and they never cross paths again.

So a janitor got three people killed, and a bus driver saved two lives - not to mention all the other lives indirectly saved because Irena was able to continue her work.

I think about that almost every day now, to be honest.

We can’t all be Irena. I couldn’t be Irena. She was in a unique place with very specific skills and connections that let her do what she did. I am just one mentally ill librarian. I can’t be her. But - I can be the bus driver. Or I could be the janitor. Because it doesn’t matter what your job is. It doesn’t matter who you are. In a world like this, every single one of us has the opportunity to do massive harm or massive good. We can save lives or end them.

And that’s scary. but it’s also very comforting? at least for me. Because at the end of the day it means this: no matter of how small and helpless and unimportant you feel, you’re never powerless in the face of great evil.

You can choose to be the bus driver.

[jenjen4280]

I don’t usually repost things like this, but sentientcitizen’s message is a powerful one.

[jaubaius]