he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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trying on a metaphor
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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noise dept.

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The Shirt by Shelley Niro, 2003.
Niro’s work consists of a connecting series of photographs that should be read together as a whole narrative. The images are set in a pastoral landscape, and each subsequent photograph offers an increasingly incisive statement on the colonization of the land that once belonged to aboriginal peoples.
Shelly Niro was born in Niagara Falls, NY in 1954. She is a member of the Mohawk Nation, Iroquois Confederacy, Turtle Clan, Six Nations Reserve. She is currently based in Brantford, Ontario, and works in a variety of media, including beadwork, painting, photography, and film. (via virtual museum)
Koi Pond Cross Stitch Pattern // Kamidake
bought a big black umbrella recently and now every time i use it i think about "thought the cunt was turning into a bat"
Got sent home from work bc my shoes are falling apart bc I can’t afford new shoes but now I can’t work to afford the new shoes I need to work and
Pain humiliation devastation etc etc If anyone has anything to spare lol my pay a pal is here
Based on actual events
Once again @everyone: REBLOG stuff you like!
And DONT REPOST stuff that’s already here! WHY do we even have to go through this again huh? DON’T. DO. IT.
And if you share something from a different platform that isn’t on tumblr already you ASK the creator for permission and then give CREDIT!
reblog, don’t repost, this
Terminology reminder: reblogging is Tumblr’s in-site sharing system but REPOSTING is saving a picture from a post and then making your own post
I have seen genuine confusion about this in the past (largely from ppl more used to other sites that don’t have a reblog system) that’s the only reason I’m adding the explanation
Thinking about how my mom tried to “seduce” my dad when they were in college together by sneaking oranges into his backpack, because she grew up food insecure and feeding someone/sharing food was a big deal with her upbringing with a lot of emotional meaning–
and meanwhile my poor dad is just convinced that he’s been haunted by some citrus poltergeist because why the fuck are there always oranges in his bag he swears he did not put there???
YOU hates terfs
rb if u hates terfs
Mood
yall get ur bfs video games, and I get mine Legos😂
She gave that man the zoomies
i don’t think there is a more gratifying compliment than ‘i have read your fic more than once’
History is fun because despite of the world getting dictated largely by massive and seemingly inevitable trends, sometimes things with a massive impact are decided by the most human elements.
Ancient China almost made direct contact with ancient Rome. They had heard of the place and this one guy - his name was Gan Ying - was sent to find it. He made it as far as "the Western sea", which might have been the Persian Gulf, the Black Sea, or even the Mediterranean, nobody now knows for sure.
Anyway he started asking how to get to the other side, and how long does the journey by sea would take. And for some fucking reason someone told him "idk could be three months, could be two years. You just never know with these things. Pack food for three years and be prepared to die."
And hearing this, Gan Ying thought "fuck that" and just went home.
this next cup of coffee will fix me
im worse now
god i’m not even through one episode of paranormal home inspectors and it rules, this lady thought she was being haunted by the wails of the restless dead but she was just listening to raccoons fuck in her attic
psychic: these are hieroglyphics… the spirits are trying to communicate…
home inspector: you put new paint over old paint and now the old paint is bleeding through, that’s why you’re not supposed to do that
homeowner: my daughter’s room is always cold… cold like the dead…
home inspector: you put furniture on top of her heating vent
business owner: i got locked in the bathroom even though the door has no lock
home inspector: it has a lock. the lock is right there. on the knob.
Fun fact a scientist who is very not spiritual or superstitious began seeing corner eye hallucinations and feeling intense fear and a presence in his lab around the same time that everyone else in the building was suddenly reporting it haunted.
Determined, he found that the “hauntings” stopped when the industrial air conditioning unit, that had just recently been installed, was turned off. We’ve found that measurable micro vibrations in a structure cause immense fear, and a feeling of a presence and corner eye hallucinations – just like when you watch a scary movie alone at night and you see things move in the corner of your eye or are afraid to go in the cellar because you’re convinced someone’s in there.
Why?
Because many members of our species built homes in and around cliffs and caves for tens of thousands of years. And it’s likely that these certain shaky vibrations give us intense fear and a need to move far away because that would have saved our lives if the cave were collapsing or unstable.
You’ll notice it’s always falling apart, dilapidated homes that are “haunted” - or very very old restored homes. These places might just be slightly structurally unsound. That’s all.
That’s infrasound, sounds that are below 20hz, or the limit of normal human hearing. Things that produce infrasound in nature include severe weather, earthquakes, volcanoes, tigers, alligators, rhinoceros; also known as things that can kill people. We developed an evolutionary sense of dread when our brains perceive sounds we cannot hear. The vibrations from infrasound can also vibrate the eye causing visual hallucinations.
You know what also causes infrasound? A LOT of machines, especially large industrial ones. There’s a reason haunted house stories started popping up in post industrialization. That scientist was Vic Tandy and he wrote about it in a the paper Ghosts in the Machines
“Vic Tandy, experimental officer and part-time lecturer in the school of international studies and law at Coventry University, along with Dr. Tony Lawrence of the University’s psychology department, wrote in 1998 a paper called “Ghosts in the Machine” for the Journal of the Society for Psychical Research. Their research suggested that an infrasonic signal of 19 Hz might be responsible for some ghost sightings. Tandy was working late one night alone in a supposedly haunted laboratory at Warwick, when he felt very anxious and could detect a grey blob out of the corner of his eye. When Tandy turned to face the grey blob, there was nothing.The following day, Tandy was working on his fencing foil, with the handle held in a vice. Although there was nothing touching it, the blade started to vibrate wildly. Further investigation led Tandy to discover that the extractor fan in the lab was emitting a frequency of 18.98 Hz, very close to the resonant frequency of the eye given as 18 Hz by NASA. This, Tandy conjectured, was why he had seen a ghostly figure—it was, he believed, an optical illusion caused by his eyeballs resonating. The room was exactly half a wavelength in length, and the desk was in the centre, thus causing a standing wave which caused the vibration of the foil.“
Okay I didn’t need my eyes to have a resonation frequency but thanks for that, science
happy stimming
This is one of my favorite comics of all time.
Autistic stimming needs this, more representation of stimming a positive, pure, happy thing.