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if i look back, i am lost

JBB: An Artblog!
Misplaced Lens Cap

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shark vs the universe
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Cosimo Galluzzi
we're not kids anymore.
cherry valley forever
i don't do bad sauce passes
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Jules of Nature

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Not today Justin
Stranger Things

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Sleepy boys 💤
there is always some fucking laundry and dust and some other shit
"but the text never explicitly stated it!!!" hey, so that's actually what they tried to teach you in those english classes you barely passed 😁
Crazy shit goes down in South America
Something something people not knowing the history something ...
I am increasingly of the view that the besetting flaw of modern, internet-based, leftist-progressive culture is the tendency to take concepts that were intended as consciousness-raising, "have you noticed"/"makes you think" moments and treat them as all-encompassing rules for life. The Bechdel test is not a yardstick for feminism and/or artistic worthiness. It's not a test you were ever meant to apply to any single work. It's a thought experiment intended to illustrate how the entertainment industry as a whole discounts the interiority, desires, and relationships of women except as they relate to men. But again and again you'll see people - and perhaps especially people who define themselves as feminists - who treat it as the one and only meaningful measure of a work's value. In reality, there are feminist works that don't pass the Bechdel test, and works that pass the Bechdel test that are not feminist, and works with tremendous political value that do not foreground feminism because they're about something else.
And if the Bechdel test is a relatively old example, this is a phenomenon that keeps cropping up. "Some artifacts in museums were stolen or looted, with colonialism and racism providing a cover for acts that in other circumstances we'd easily recognize as criminal" has become "all museums are piles of loot and stealing from them is righteous even it it's to melt the artwork down and funnel the profits to organized crime." "Zoos sometimes abuse their animals and the goal should be to reintroduce specimens to the wild" has become "open all the cages and let the animals out (to spaces where they will almost certainly die/be killed to stop them killing people)". "Ethnic foods are sometimes treated as more palatable, and sold for more money, when they're marketed by white people" has become "people should only prepare and eat food from their own ethnicity". Again and again, it feels like these ideas that were meant to make us think, to pause a moment and notice the unspoken assumptions and elisions that exist in our world, have been turned into catchphrases that shut down thought. I think the reason that happens is that people enjoy the feeling of righteousness that comes from calling out institutions like museums or the film industry, but along the way you can become just as dogmatic and tunnel-visioned as the bodies you were calling out.
Tonight feels chill...
"as long as our journey continues, we can always meet again"
Insomnia, Casey Childs
3rd years -> pro heroes 🍰🥦💥
I think one big reason why we don't consider the stars as important as before (not even pop-astrology anymore cares about the stars or the sky on itself, just the signs deprived of context) is because of light pollution.
For most of human history the sky looked between 1-3, 4 at most. And then all of a sudden with electrification it was gone (I'm lucky if I get 6 in my small city). The first time I saw the Milky Way fully as a kid was a spiritual experience, I was almost scared on how BRIGHT it was, it felt like someone was looking back at me. You don't get that at all with modern light pollution.
When most people talk about stargazing nowadays they think about watching about a couple of bright dots. The stars are really, really not like that. The unpolluted night sky is a festival of fireworks. There is nothing like it.
I’d like my Astarion extra bloody today, thank you very much
cup noods(less) 🍜
wanted a change of pace and experiment on something different ^^
You draw Keigo so skrunkly and pathetic. Love him.
He’s just a little guy
"It took him years to unlearn that self-imposed hate, to accept that there was nothing inherently wrong with him [...] to trust the touch of people that believed his body wasn’t something to be afraid of."
Full fic here: archiveofourown.org/works/50215438
Tdbkdk | 750 words | shouto-centric
Mica (@/c_killjoy_ on twt) did this beautiful comic page for me, I had to share it here too ♥️
hinata laughing at atsumu's stupid jokes and atsumu being.. atsumu
smitten