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idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it

goth-aunt

I am screaming lmao also this reminds me of @rosewater1997

teawiththegods

“Get your shit or I’m letting the gods have it!” is def going to be me during my next break up

the-baking-yogini

@thefearofcod I saw this and thought of you, mostly because…this is a great historical breakup letter?

thefearofcod

the Babylonians knew what was up

breathing-in-gilded-dust

@sisterofiris

sisterofiris

Guys, everyone, stop, this is an April Fools. @peculiarbanana already debunked it here. Here is the link to the original article.

More details on why this is not true:

First and most obviously, the original article was tagged “satire” and posted on April 1st. This was cropped out of the screenshot, which, as @peculiarbanana says, is dishonest.

That’s not a letter, it’s an official cylinder. A bit of Googling identified it as “the restoration of Sin’s ziggurat at Ur”. Mesopotamian letters were usually rectangular and placed in a clay envelope, like this (source):

Nisaba is not a male name, it’s the name of a Goddess. A mortal would never have been simply called Nisaba - especially not a Neo-Babylonian man, since Nisaba is a Sumerian deity. Her Babylonian equivalent is Nabû, who would’ve been much more likely to appear in a male name of the time (Nabonidus himself is an Anglicization of Nabû-naʾid, “Nabû is praised”).

I’m fairly sure that a royal concubine who cheated on the king wouldn’t have been let off the hook with a sad “pick up your stuff and go away”. Her fate would have been significantly more gruesome.

Liberty University, which is credited with the discovery, is a private, conservative Christian university which promotes creationism. They are not currently excavating in southern Iraq. I would know - I personally know the teams which are excavating there, and none of them are creationists.

Are you disappointed that there aren’t any Mesopotamian breakup letters? Are you going back to thinking that the Mesopotamians were boring after all (except for the infamous Ea-Naṣir, of course)? You needn’t be! I previously wrote a post with actual quotes from Anatolian letters, all of which are 100% real and 0% boring. They may not contain any breakups, but they do feature a chariot crash, a brother left on “read”, and a very sassy king - which are just about as fun as a fake breakup letter, don’t you think?

magpie-trove

There’s a part in The Princess Bride (the book, it’s not in the movie) where Inigo and Fezzik are looking for Westley after he’s been taken by the Prince, and they’ve been running into obstacle after obstacle, having to overcome them one after the other till they are not only worn out but they find themselves lost in the dark in the Prince’s pit of despair. They overcome and overcome and barely overcome, and then they find Westley.

Dead.

And in the middle of this horrid moment, the passage goes,

“After such effort; after being reunited with Fezzik on this day of days for this one purpose, to find the man to help him revenge his dead Domingo—gone. All was gone. Hope? Gone. Future? Gone. All the driving forces of his life. Gone. Snuffed out. Beaten. Dead.

‘I am Inigo Montoya, the son of Domingo Montoya, and I do not accept it.’”

And he drags Westley’s dead body to Max and stakes everything on a miracle happening. He is literally at the bottom of the pit of Despair with a dead man and instead of succumbing to despair himself he stops and says “I do not accept it.”

And that is one of the most powerful moments in any story I’ve read. Because sometimes the bravest and hardest thing is to insist on hope when it seems like there is none. To say no. I do not accept it. And look for a miracle if that’s what it takes!

(To against hope believe in hope, that we might obtain what was promised.)

witchesversuspatriarchy

Golden Girls providing love and open compassion for everyone ✨🐿️💞

flowerytale

Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”

republicansaredomesticterrorists

rejectingrepublicans

Republicans are the numerical minority but they always vote as a solid block.

theconcealedweapon

hm

mamoru

you know how all those applesauce packets were recalled for lead?

well. it turns out the cinnamon used in them may have been laced with lead on purpose.

An FDA spokesperson said that one of the agency’s theories for the WanaBana cinnamon applesauce contamination was “economically motivated ad

fun times in the united states food industry right now am I right folks

ferrosparrow

In case you’re a buffoon (like me) and thought someone was out here meticulously hand-poisoning applesauce:

An FDA spokesperson said that one of the agency’s theories for the WanaBana cinnamon applesauce contamination was “economically motivated adulteration.” (…)

Economically motivated adulteration, or “food fraud,” can occur when a cheaper ingredient is added to a product to enhance it or bulk it up, but is not disclosed, according to the FDA. One example, the agency said, is when lead-based dyes are added to spices to give the product a certain color.

We love cutting corners to maximize profit at the expense of our consumers

mamoru

hand-poisoning applesauce would be too tedious. these applesauces were poisoned in bulk for maximum efficiency

science-lings

my dad saw ao3 open on my computer and asked if that was like my writing club and just so you know that's what fanfic writers are now, we're all in the same writing club where we all write about the same media and show each other our little stories and that's kind of cool actually

cryptotheism

"Liminal" means "boundary" as in "the veil is thin here"

Liminal spaces are places that feel dreamlike, fuzzy on reality. Their boundaries are unstable. A bus station at night. A long desert highway. A bridge over a river.

They do, however, have an opposite; the Proximal space. These are places that feel far too real, extremely defined, boundaries that seem to override natural forces like time or space. Large warehouses without windows, identical chain stores at disorienting hours, your home after a nap of indeterminate time.

#liminal spaces #proximal spaces

daily-spooky

ballwizard

every time i eat one of these fucking things my soul goes away and i become a mafia boss smoking a fat fucking cigar pondering the next sap on my hit list

rainbow-femme

I’m not bitter

echiosbrain

I am bitter

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

Literally every movie adaptation ever: Henry Jeckyll is just a poor victim of his evil side Mr Hyde!

The Actual Book: Henry Jeckyll is a weird fuck who turned himself into a monster man because he wanted to indulge in doing horrible things without fear of getting caught