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we're not kids anymore.
taylor price
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if i look back, i am lost
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$LAYYYTER
Andulka
Mike Driver
Three Goblin Art
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
shark vs the universe
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Stranger Things
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@stonersailormoon
Omg y'all Y'ALL
3 years ago, I wonder if they have gone through all that rice yet…..
There was a day in 2021 this post was on my dashboard three times a page
As an American, when they said truck load I was imagining an 18-wheeler style truck so I’m not too surprised by the final picture. There has to be like 200 - 300 bags of rice on that truck at LEAST. OPs BIL was incredibly lucky he only had to take 23 bags of rice from that thing.
CHAPPELL ROAN
Edinburgh Summer Sessions (26.08.25)
🏡Neighborhoods in The Sims 2 (2004) dev. Maxis
fuck hussle culture, the toad to success is to sleep well, eat well and have fun
i meant road. road to success
Reblog the Toad of Success to sleep well, eat well, and have fun
This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.
task complete - sing karaoke
📢 “Did YOU decide to read this? Or did your meat suit trick you into thinking that?”
🧠 You’re not the main character. You’re a split-brained, snack-chasing biological sock puppet who believes in "toxic" masculinity, sorry not sorry.
🧬 Welcome to the Existential Meat Grinder: Where Free Will Goes to Die
Let’s get one thing straight right out the gate:
You didn’t “decide” to read this.
Your body did.
Your eyes flicked over it, your dopamine fired, and now your fragile little narrative ego is scrambling to justify it like you made a “choice.”
🛑 You didn’t.
Your brain made that move before you even showed up to the party.
And don’t take that personally — you're just one of 8 billion hairless apes walking around pretending your decisions are handcrafted by logic and intention, when really?
You’re basically a moist Roomba with unresolved trauma.
🧠 Split Brain, Split Personality, Split Reality
Ever heard of split-brain syndrome? No? Sit down.
In experiments where the connection between the brain’s hemispheres (the corpus callosum) was surgically severed — for epilepsy patients — each half of the brain literally started doing its own thing.
👁 Left hand does one task.
🧠 Right brain controls it.
🧠 Left brain has no clue why and makes up a reason.
Let that marinate:
Your brain would rather LIE than admit it doesn’t know why it’s doing something.
You’re out here defending your “decisions” like a philosophical gladiator, and meanwhile your neurons are freelancing with no manager.
You are not the CEO of your brain.
You're the PR department — desperately spinning random sh*t into a cohesive story that helps you sleep at night.
🥴 That Snack? Yeah, You Didn’t Choose That Either
Let’s talk about your little late-night fridge crawl.
You thought, “I deserve a snack.”
Nah. Your gut bacteria sent up a chemical missile that hijacked your consciousness and said:
“Move meat stick toward cheese or I start the spiral.”
That wasn’t self-care. That was bacteria blackmail with a glucose ransom.
You didn’t “choose.” You rationalized.
And you did it after your body had already opened the fridge and committed the crime.
🎯 Thought → Feeling → Action?
Wrong.
🤡 More like:
Action.
Confused justification.
Tweet about “intuitive eating.”
🎮 Free Will Is Just a Loading Screen
You think you're in control?
That you are the one making your choices?
Sweetheart, your decisions are pop-up ads in a browser you don’t own.
The illusion of control is so damn good it’s got you defending it with your whole chest.
But neuroscience isn’t even subtle about it anymore.
Decisions? Traced back to brain activity that starts before you’re consciously aware of it.
By the time you “decide,” the machinery already committed.
You’re just signing the receipt and calling yourself the chef.
🧘♂️ The Delusion of “Mindfulness”
“But I meditate,” you cry.
Cool. So now you’re consciously watching your subconscious processes dominate you in real time. Congrats. You’ve upgraded from puppet to meta-puppet.
🧠 Thoughts arise.
🥴 You watch them.
👀 You label them.
🎭 And then? You think you're transcending, when really you’re just becoming aware of how little control you have.
You’re not mastering your mind.
You’re watching the train crash slower.
🤯 The Conscious Mind = PR Guy, Not CEO
You think you’re running the show.
Newsflash:
You’re not the general.
You’re the press secretary.
You show up after the decision’s made, spit out a justification, and get applauded for “being self-aware.”
“I chose to go to the gym because discipline matters.” No. Your cortisol levels spiked, your stress hormones bullied your nervous system, and your ego invented a noble reason because chaos makes you wet with anxiety.
😈 Who’s Actually Running You?
Here’s the real horror:
🧬 DNA: 3.5 billion years of evolutionary paranoia whispering: eat, mate, survive, repeat.
🦠 Gut biome: A literal crowd of bacteria screaming for snacks like a drunk mosh pit.
🧪 Hormones: Neurochemical puppeteers flipping switches based on weather, smell, and whether Chad texted back.
🧠 Brain: Firing off responses to stimuli like a squirrel with a caffeine addiction.
And you?
You think you’re “choosing.”
Sweetheart, you’re barely steering.
🪞 Still Think You’re Special?
You didn’t pick your genes.
You didn’t choose your trauma.
You didn’t design your brain.
You didn’t install your habits.
And yet you strut around like Captain Executive Function.
You are the sum of inputs + a meat processor + a story you keep rewriting to make it look intentional.
🧠 You don’t make decisions.
You narrate them.
You defend them.
You lie to yourself about them.
And THEN you post about it on Instagram like you’re a life coach.
🧻 Existential Crisis Starter Pack:
“Was that me… or my gut microbiome?”
“Did I want that coffee or did my dopamine?”
“Is love real or just a serotonin drip with a playlist?”
“Am I making a choice, or am I the illusion of a choice built out of reactions?”
😅 Welcome to the jungle, baby.
It’s neurons all the way down.
🧠 TL;DR:
You didn’t decide to read this.
Your brain tricked you into justifying it afterward.
You’re a walking feedback loop in a trench coat.
Free will? Cute concept. Trash execution.
Your gut bacteria have more influence over your life than your conscious mind.
And the meat suit is laughing.
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LEGAL DISCLAIMER:
This post is legally protected under freedom of speech and expressive commentary. Any psychological damage, existential dread, or sudden urge to argue in the comments is your responsibility, not mine.
This is not medical advice. This is philosophical pest control.
⚖️ Offense ≠ harm.
⚖️ Confusion ≠ contradiction.
⚖️ You = 86% biochemical instinct + 14% bad coping mechanisms.
Welcome to the truth. It doesn’t care if you’re offended.
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📢 Read this again if your ego's still breathing.
🧠 Share it with the next person who says “I’m just listening to my body.”
📩 DM it to that friend who thinks their Fitbit decisions = free will.
💬 Drop a comment if your gut bacteria are currently demanding cheese.
🔥 Repost if you’ve ever caught your brain making sh*t up mid-justification.
💀 Save this for the next time you think you’re the main character.
👑 Spoiler: You’re not. Your serotonin is.
Listen if the study of ancient humans doesn’t make you at least a little bit emotional idk what to say.
I started crying today at the museum because they had reconstructed the shoes of Otzi the iceman.
Either he or someone he knew who cared about him made these shoes out of grass and bear skin and twine and he was wearing them when he died over five thousand years ago.
And a Czech researcher and his students did reconstructions of these shoes and wore them to the same place where he died to test them out and they were like yep! These shoes are really cozy and comfy and didn’t give us blisters while hiking!
Is that not just the coolest shit ever????
(Quietly, with love) We will remember your bread, we will remember your dog, we will remember your shoes
(Quietly, with anger) We will remember your copper
FISH HAMMER
For beating the carp outta someone
stealing packages off peoples porch has to be simultaneously one of the dumbest and most mean-spirited crimes out there. you dont even know what it is you stupid idiot. youre just taking for the sake of taking. genuinely fall down a flight of stairs
I ordered a very homosexual tshirt one time and the package got taken... a day later the shirt, unwrapped and folded, was shoved into the mail box
Being a good ally means not cringe-shaming transfems. like I get it. she's wearing cheap clothes from Amazon. she's posting the stereotypical reddit memes about programmer socks and blåhaj and monster energy. Whatever. It's fucking second puberty. You were awkward at your first. She's exploring her gender later in life than a cis girl would. It's being a teenager again but everyone shames you even worse for not being grown up already, because you've passed the arbitrary gate of "adult", as if your own actualized personhood can be acquired that fast. Convincing and shaming her like she's the problem for being "cringe" or "reddit" or "stereotypical" doesn't help her actualize that self at all. It's the same shame society forces on teenage girls except it's "justified" either for reasons of pure transmisogyny or because she "should be acting like an adult", as if our childhoods, our girl's experiences, our girlhood, are not routinely and cruelly denied. What sense does it make to stifle someone who was not allowed to grow previously? Who does that help? Notice this behavior in yourself and others and correct it.
i scrolled down a lot please show us your pink cat again
this is the image some people use as evidence in their claim that my cat is "pink". i assure you these are incorrect assumptions
where's the forth horseman
May I offer a second, blue Dave?
nothing beats the intimacy of being silly together
For some reason we were given access to custom emojis on teams and it took people less than 24 hours to add the logo of the local unemployment office and start using it as a reaction when something goes wrong or upper management announces another shit decision
my dad has this crazy ass huge camera lens so we went out during the eclipse last night and got maybe one of my favorite photos i’ve ever had a hand in taking
you cant do that here
