if it makes you happy
then it’s not a waste of time
noise dept.
DEAR READER
Mike Driver

oozey mess
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
NASA

blake kathryn
styofa doing anything
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Claire Keane

@theartofmadeline
RMH
Xuebing Du
Jules of Nature
Today's Document
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Janaina Medeiros
hello vonnie
ojovivo
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@student-reader
if it makes you happy
then it’s not a waste of time
days of the week by what philosophical school i identify with on them
monday: existentialism. i feel the slightest sense of dread as i am confronted with an incomprehensible world. i question my being and the meaning of the universe around me. am i living authentically? have i given a purpose to an otherwise confused and structureless existence? i eat a bowl of frosted flakes and stare into the void.
tuesday: academic skepticism. none of my impressions in this world are true, though some of my early morning observations (whether or not it is a cold or warm morning; whether or not i will get stuck behind a school bus on my way to campus; whether or not the universe is comprehensible) have relatively high probabilities of being correct. i cannot obtain true knowledge but i can get close to it if the perceptions around me are convincing enough, i try to persuade myself as i read 50 pages on complexity of meaning in tibullan pastoral poetry.
wednesday: nihilism. nothing has meaning and my existence ultimately has no bearing upon this world. whether or not i write my papers will not alter the state of the universe. bolstered by my newfound lack of purpose, i escape yet another hump day mental breakdown.
thursday: absurdism. in a fit of misguided academic panic fueled by excessive caffeine consumption, i attempt once again to find meaning in my existence and the work that i do. when my caffeine rush comes down, i realize that such a task is futile and settle back down. i can grasp the meaning in human existence about as well as i can grasp the sense of an article i am attempting to read in german; which is to say, not at all, and i am okay with that.
friday: epicureanism. the future looks bright. i realize that i am confined to but a brief pinprick of life in the vast timeline of existence and that once i die, i will dissolve back into the world, so i might as well enjoy the time that i have. for a good epicurean, this would mean the quiet contemplation of nature and the charming conversation of friends. as i am not a good epicurean, i spend my time drinking cheap gin and getting into arguments on tumblr dot com.
saturday: neoplatonism. i am one with the world, and this is the good. within each of us is a universe, and i am at peace with mine. i drink four coffees and project onto the astral plane.
sunday: stoicism. i am faced with the knowledge that tomorrow begins yet again the cycle of misery and dread which permeates each weekday. valiantly, i summon my will to continue on with as sunny of a disposition as i can. i convince myself that knowledge can perhaps be obtained through a virtuous life and an acceptance of suffering. i check my grades and weep only once.
Marc Fishman - La belle dame sans merci
“if you can’t brush your teeth that’s fine uwu one step at a time” posts are supportive and that’s great but I’m about to have a 4.4k$ dental bill because I wasn’t taking care of my teeth when I was super depressed so uhh brush your fuckin teeth
the reason I bring up those posts is because every time I saw one I felt less and less bad about not brushing them and when my teeth actually started causing problems it made my MH worse because I was having horrible anxiety about my teeth getting worse and now I’m facing procedures that will probably be pretty painful and will definitely be expensive so I kinda got some beef with the anti-recovery culture on this site
switch up the language a little.
didn’t brush your teeth this morning? forgive your past self and do it now!
woke up at 3am and realize you didn’t brush your teeth before bed? 11pm you was tired, forgive yourself, and just do it now!
“it’s okay” DOES lose helpfulness when you forget that it’s supposed to mean “don’t beat yourself up about mistakes, and don’t let it keep you from doing something different.”
present you and future you don’t have to suffer just bc past you slipped. past you was going through it. give them a break. but, please, don’t let that stop you from doing something different. 11pm wants 3am you to feel better, even if they couldn’t make it happen.
Sometimes it blows my mind that there are people that don’t wear glasses/contacts. Like they can literally see with no aid. Like they wake up and just be out here seeing. What a wild concept.
And people say stuff like ‘lol don’t you hate it when you look up in the middle of the night and see a spider on your ceiling’ like bitch (!!) i could have Nicholas II last czar of Russia hangin from my ceiling fan and i would be none the wiser
World Heritage Post
Music is life.
Bonsai apple tree growing a full-sized apple.
A perfect balance of extremely impressive and completely ridiculous.
Apple trees are DETERMINED. My parents planted a twig of an apple tree, and that first year it grew one apple. And the whole thing was bent over from the weight of it. It had one job and by God it was gonna do it.
she did such a good job I’m so proud
by Jan Van Oost
no i dont make sense so stop asking
In the woods (pixel version)
𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
Anaïs Nin, Fire: From “A Journal of Love”: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1937
Untitled by Nastya Kaletkina
Untitled by Noell Oszvald
Queen shit
I dont even need context
Where I’m tryna be.