Sex should have a secondary gameplay loop where you build bases, manage resources, and expand your territory
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Sex should have a secondary gameplay loop where you build bases, manage resources, and expand your territory
In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"
We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines
We will be feeding our grandchildren strawberries and raspberries we grew in our gardens, dragging them along to the farmers' markets for tomatoes and eggs and goats milk and pickles and pecans and salsa and sunflower seed butter and jars of honey, as they complain and drag their feet because Gramma always stands around talking to people for like an HOUR
and we will say "When I was YOUR age, fruits and vegetables came from a supermarket and they were bred to get shipped 1000 miles in a truck and sit on shelves for weeks, and they tasted so sour and watery it was like eating paper compared to these ones. It wasn't even legal in some places to grow your own food"
and they will roll their eyes like yeah yeah just because everything was miserable in the 20s doesn't mean I have to have a smile on my face standing in the hot sun while you listen to that one guy talk about his bees FOREVER
But they will go, because there might be baby goats.
Since I made this post, dozens and dozens of people have left tags telling me that it was the first thing today that made them want to continue living, that it was the first thing that made them consider that they might be okay years in the future, that they might grow old, that it was the first and only post of its kind they'd ever seenâthe first post that boldly predicts a future where we make it.
And many other people have been just spitting, foaming at the mouth fucking FURIOUS. How dare I have the audacity to imagine a future where things get better?
Don't I know how BAD things are? Am I not aware of the TERROR and DEVASTATION of climate change and fascism and biodiversity loss? How dare someone be so bold, so callous, as to imagine something other than misery and suicide. How dare someone suggest it will get better. How dare a person propose that there is a future where we will be okay, in the face of so much terror. Hasn't she seen the abyss opening its jaws before us?
Well? What do you think?
Do you think I've seen the abyss?
the idea that there is hope for the future is the only way we have this kind of future.
there were kids who stayed inside because of the black plague and went on to help cure it.
there were women who sat at home and cleaned the house and dreamt up a world where they could vote and have jobs.
there were kids in the mines who thought up a life outside of it. there were children who hid in annexes and wrote a diary where they prayed for a future without a terrible man in control
there were slaves who wanted freedom so badly and had hope that it would get better
there were gay people who hid in the corners of clubs and fought back for a future where they could walk down the street together
do you know what all of that has in common? they had hope that things would get better and they made that change. they looked at the world in its cruel ways and fought back.
so now, there are kids and teenagers and young adults and new adults who dream of a world so beautiful and the only amazon their grandchildren know is the rainforest
and it is in everything we do that we find this hope. wishing on dandelions, counting the stars, making our own clothes out of crochet or knit or sewing it, watching the sunset, going to the farmerâs market, feeding the birds, planting seeds.
step by step, we dream up, like our ancestors before us, a beautiful world
THE ONLY AMAZON OUR GRANDCHILDREN WILL KNOW IS THE RAINFOREST
You can have hope and fight. In fact, itâs the only way we will possibly succeed.
does anyone else think about how brave all their friends are and get really emotional about it
I'm glad everyone is alive rn
gay sex walkthrough 100% all secrets & bonus levels no commentary
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Ya can't blame them, who doesn't want free gas? And, they didn't specify.
Ya canât blame them, who
doesnât want free gas? And, they
didnât specify.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Why does everyone think fiction is just fantasy wish fulfillment now and not like an exploration of themes and ideas
People will be like âthis movie is evil and gross because it depicts a predatory relationshipâ and then you watch the movie in question and itâs about how preying on young women is bad and impacts their lives negatively
âWhy would they do this instead of just making everyone in the movie nice and normal and goodâ so we would have this conversationâŠ.
this job market is a fucking nightmare
intrusive thoughts are unwanted thoughts that cause distress. they are /not/ a representation of your character and who you are as a person.
so for all of the stigmatized sub types of ocd, the ones you cant talk about anywhere (even though it should not be this way), your intrusive thoughts do not make you a terrible person. &&. they are not a representation of your character.
I think part of getting better is complete ego death. Like youâre not above setting a timer for 5 minutes and focusing on a task. Youâre not above doing a very simple 3 minute workout to start. Youâre not above reading for 10 minutes a day when you first get out of your reading slump, even if you used to read for hours. Youâre not above starting slow and then building up to where you want to be/where you once were. What you are above is total inertia. Doing something really is better than doing nothing. Radically accept where you are, radically accept your limits, and go from there. Donât let your ego get in the way.