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Why does the US has so many “male oriented” products.
Are u kidding me yogurt is almost always targeted toward women.
Okay cool and all but check this out:
A really high quality picture of Johnny Joestar of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Part 7: Steel Ball Run.
A really high quality picture of Johnny Joestar of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Part 7: Steel Ball Run.
Evening cape by Emile Pingat, 1890s.
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
#i love prayer plants but they're fussy so I don't keep them#can we have a picture op they're so pretty
Behold, Dorothea
(Naming my plant "Gift of God," and then giving her to a seminarian with just the explanation that it's a prayer plant? Okay, that's my bad.)
I should also add- I ran into my rabbi and explained the situation. I then asked, earnestly, if there was a remedy. A mikveh of sorts, or a beit din, or something.
He turned to me, sighed, and said in a very deadpan tone-- "Plants don't have covenants, Joy,"
So Theodora's a free agent according to rabbinic opinion. I guess I'll permit her to be Roman Catholic.
It sounds far more likely that she’s simply become used to being prayed with in general. Thankfully, prayer plants are famously responsive. You could set up a video to record a timelapse to see how much she moves in the morning and evening, with exposure to recordings of different prayers from various faith traditions, to see which ones move her the most
a friend said that this post felt like suselle and i was inspired
too weird for normal kids too normal for weird kids Just right for being alone and miserable my entire life
i need more sancho trolling people i need to see the aftermath of her making those cinnamon cookies for the elder of b corp pleaaaaseee
I am being watched by creatures by the likes of which you have never seen
I got a 4 min long video of Kimchi dreaming today, so here's a clip
You get the whole walk cycle and the little sprint at the end.
Sometimes her sprints last for like 4 or 5 seconds and she can shoot herself off the couch or into a wall if she gets a grip with her back claws. If she does it next to a wall, her head smacking into it sounds like someone is trying to break into the house. She doesn't wake up.
Later in the dream she injured her paw and was limping, and earlier she caught something and ate it.
Outing myself as an ayin fan with this one sorry
nothing's ever happened to me
ok so this is basically about dissociation in deltarune weird route/sword route/egg rooms (it was not real because it was a dream/it felt like someone else was moving my body around/it was snowing too hard to see anything/i was just playing as myself in a video game/it was behind a tree that was never there)
light cast by the screen looks like it's reflecting/illuminating dess's closet door: 1)in which kris beats themself up and the shelter codes are -> mantle reflects dessknight event 2)do not cross caution tape literally divides kris and noelle, forming an x where kris sits, stop sign in kris's shadow. *You can't even say stop like you used to. /*Kris used X-Slash! / knight slashing attacks dot gif / A ticket to nowhere. It shows a map pointing to the left of a red X. 3) baseball moon + leaks into dw noelle's section like the cyber world/wr have similarities to dessknight/dessknight event
light beam 1) looks like one of those school projectors and doesnt really make sense physically...i wanted it to be kinda surreal and intangible like it really could've just been a figment of noelle's imagination 2)is pointing to noelle and looks like ice and snow for obvious reasons 3)makes the midtones-highlights form a kind of fractured mirror piece shape a la noelle lake monologue screen in thirds visual
their positions of facing/not facing the viewer are reflective of how removed they are from they did in weird route
-> the corridor on (could be out of) the screen is the moment where hero_sword is about to cut down trees to recruit the ice mage + the red line running across the whole image put their states of dissociation into precarity. utdr has a whole thing about fourth wall break=integration/realisation/(lack of a better word) which is what i was trying to invoke here
the tree is specifically referencing the ch4 egg room, where kris tries to draw they saw and eventually paints a tree over everything. which, well, this is a painting where i draw kris and noelle unable to face what happened and hide it behind a tree. lol. lmao even
the roots i was thinking of like rorschach tests + if you have a bat everything looks like a ball + *(And just out of view, just perfectly out of view *Another hand pressed against yours *And pushed you back.) + dessknight as the unseen driving force behind the entire story. as like what happened to you is everywhere if you squint but you can never quite be certain if it's real. and i could make a diagram to completely explain what i intended the roots to look like but i feel like that defeats the intent
ok i think that is all 😃
this was truly our outcast our unloving our unconfronting our unchanging our evil defining our heartbreaking our dream ending our surrendered witnessing our unsevering our gaze bearing our trojan waring our unknowing am I right folks
Ryland Grace and his popularity as a character feels like such an important step in repairing the cultural tsunami left by the long running trope of every genius character needing to be an insufferable asshole to everyone in a ten mile radios about it.
Conversely, Eva Stratt is doing wonders for repairing and inspiring a appreciation for commanding women with dubious moral convictions who are fully willing to bend laws for the greater good without hesitation.
And together they are doing brilliant things by not kissing or hooking up even once.