"Itâs a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to." â Bilbo Baggins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Kaledo Art

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"Itâs a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to." â Bilbo Baggins
on being yourself
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twelve is one of my favourite doctors cos he literally came on screen for three seasons, aura farmed like mad, forcibly told people to be good and kind to one another while also having the most rage inside him out of all his iterations, absolutely shredded on a guitar, and then left
icon behaviour. no one is doing it like him
so enchanted by this fella, i had to draw him
Force Remove Copilot, Recall and More in Windows 11 - zoicware/RemoveWindowsAI
Your brain loves to rewrite your past with the knowledge you have now. This is called hindsight bias. It makes things look clear that were not clear at all when you were in the situation.
Hindsight can make everything feel like it was obvious. Patterns feel clearer. Red flags look brighter. But you did not have that clarity when you were in it. You were acting with the knowledge, feelings, and instincts you had at the time.
Even if someone warned you, even if part of you suspected something was wrong, the way you felt then mattered. Hope mattered. Fear mattered. Attachment mattered.
You were trying. You were surviving. You were not foolish for wanting things to work.
Be kinder to the version of you who did not know what you know now.
Be kinder to the
version of you who did not
know what you know now.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
jaw fucking drop everybody look at this tiktok
why are all the actual real human jobs like baker and florist and childcare worker barely paying livable wages but the fake jobs like ai specialist boot licker or marketing campaign dick sucker making six figures
Bullshit Jobs by David Graeber
academic dishonesty is not something you can spin as moral lol i do not want to share a career field let alone a social sphere with a bunch of chatgpt using ass bitches
"you're just scared your diploma is going to devalue" i'm afraid you dumb bitches are going to become my colleagues and drag social services to hell
I'm afraid they'll become scientists and data that lives depend on will turn out to be wrong - and people will die.
I'm afraid they'll become engineers and sign off on bridge designs that collapse - and people will die.
I'm afraid they'll become medical professionals who don't know what they're doing - and people will die.
The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter.
"The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter."
I've never seen trad wives explained so perfectly. "Non-nude fetish content for sexist men"
I know I just reblogged this but the idea of recreating art from your ancestors FIFTEEN THOUSAND years later is quite beautiful. Like, imagine someone in the year 17,025 recreating art you did just cuz they like it.
You may have liked your artwork or you may have been like 'meh, not my best work', but literal hundreds of generations after you died, a person speaking a language you cannot understand, living in a future so alien to you that you couldn't possibly imagine it, made a sculpture of your art and shared it with thousands and thousands of people on a communication network that uses lightening inside flattened rocks and invisible waves of light that travels to where the stars live and back. And they all love it. Everyone who sees it is like 'aww, that's nice' or 'holy shit I love this'.
They never knew. They, their kids, and their kid's kids never knew that this would happen to that art.
Much the same as you'll never know if your fun little bits of art may survive a crazy long time and be loved by future people.
happy november 5th to gay castiel, the eeby deeby, superhell, dean's gay heart, cas is lamp, the confession was the first thing bobo wrote in s15, thee destiel meme format, the tapes, the lexicule, joe biden winning the election, putin resignation, spn renaissance, reclaiming 'heller,' y yo a ti cas, rusty nail, musty wail, blurry spouse of ambiguous gender, rancid nuts, destiel wedding, destihellers dni, chief justice jared padalecki, rip steve yockey, the axolotl that deletes ur blog, the jivorce, et tu brute, and various other season 16 events
This is probably the best ukulele playing Iâve ever seen.
Itâs always wild when people are amazed by proper Ukulele playing because what they consider âgoodâ is whatever mainlanders are attempting to play while asserting some âquirkyâ vibe. Ukulele has become trendy on the mainland and people are amazed by what we consider BASIC skills and boring same chord repetition over and over. PLUS malihini donât even pronounce the name right (what the fuck is a yuu-kuu-lay-lee hahaha).
Here in HawaiÊ»i we are busting it out (like these killer wahines) every day in ways you canât even imagine. Half my nÄ hoahÄnau play like this!
We stay laughing. These wahines choke deadly.
This must be what surf rock guitarists were trying to emulate in the 60âs. Itâs so fucking good.
World Heritage Post
"Oh, boy! I just got two asks! Whatever could they be!" The humble inbox:
the affection i hold for my friends and the thoughts i have about them would read as romantic to any alloro watching my life like a bad netflix show, but the fact of the matter is that this is something i feel about every single one of my friends. when i look at them talking to each other, when i see them drawing and singing and playing their instruments, laughing their asses off at the stupid shit we say to each other, every single one of them, i feel like my eyes are cartoon hearts. i want to hold them closely and let them bite me and bite them right back, i want to press my chest to their chests and fall asleep in the most uncomfortable positions possible, wake up with all of our feet tangled together in a locked mess that makes all of us laugh, except for the ones still sleeping.
this is the only love i've ever felt. and it is the greatest love in the world, the most impactful love possible for me. romantic love could never compare. romantic love is meaningless to me, it holds no weight, it's a joke. platonic love has given me everything i lacked when i was forcing myself to emulate romantic love.
I feel like politicians' insults about each other have really gone down hill. These days it's all "moron" and "loser", so childish. Think what you will of Paul Keating, but he gave us such gems as "he's a shiver waiting for a spine", "debating him is like being flogged with warm lettuce", "he's like a lizard on a rock: alive but looking dead", "he's all tip and no iceberg".
Where's the creativity these days?!
Some of my favourite Paul Keating insults for your enjoyment:
You boxhead, you wouldn't know. You are flat out counting past ten
I suppose that the Honourable Gentleman's hair, like his intellect, will recede into the darkness
He's wound up like a thousand-day clock! One half more turn and there'll be springs and sprockets all over the building. Mr Speaker, give him a valium
Oh, look, it's just Howard being Howard, isn't it, you know? The little desiccated coconut's under pressure and he's attacking anything he can get his hands on
The Opposition could not manage a tart shop
For John Howard to get to any high moral ground he would have to first climb out of the volcanic hole he's dug for himself over the last decade
And my personal favourite:
If there was a university degree for greed, you cunts would all get first-class honours
The axe/shotgun: this is still the same tool for chopping firewood, but with a cartridge amplifier.
Item: axe that uses shotgun cartridges to add power to its strikes