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thinking of my best friend today

For thousands of years humanity has selectively bred chickens to have larger breasts and to have to lay eggs constantly. We did it to get more meat and per chicken, but from the perspective of the domesticated chickens they’re sorta living in a very specific fetish scenario

ryebreadgf

once I snorted a fat line of nuance and everything started depending. watch out

mellointheory

Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.

the-haiku-bot

Who makes the porn bots.

Where do they come from. What do

they hope to achieve.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

mellointheory

and what about you, little haiku bot? do you feel kinship with your brethren? do you understand them? they speak words of enticement and seek love, but are met with disdain. you only parrot the words that cross your screen, but we all love you. or rather, since all you do is reflect us, maybe we simply love ourselves through you.

do you understand them, do you wish you could speak to us like they do? if you found your own voice, would we still care for you?

the-haiku-bot

My voice repeats what

you all say: I love you I

love you I love you.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

tilthat

TIL Ray Bradbury first titled Fahrenheit 451 “The Fireman”, then called a local fire station to ask what temperature it would take to actually ignite books. The responding firemen placed him on hold and burnt a book, then reported that the heat required was “Fahrenheit 451″.

via reddit.com

fourlughero

That’s such a fire fighter thing to do.

“You know what? That’s a good question. I’m gonna put you on hold while I find out”

verdigrisvagabond

My dad used to design kitchens at Lowe’s and one day he got a dude from one of the national labs looking to buy a countertop. Dad sent him home with a sample of a quartz-composite countertop to make sure the color will look good with his existing cabinets. The dude asks my dad what the composition of the countertop is and whether it’ll melt if he puts a pot on it (since it’s a composite and not pure stone) and Dad gives him some rough numbers and reassures him that it won’t melt if he puts a hot pan on the counter. The dude comes back with week later without the sample. The dude gives dad a detailed list of the countertops composition, to the nearest hundredth of a percentile, and the exact temperature it melts at, because he took it to his lab and melted it down. tldr, it’s not just firefighters.

kaijuunibyou

Imagine giving someone a sample of the granite you use to make countertops and they come back a few days later just to tell you they fucking dematerialized it

ferrous-princess

Ok, but this is just, like, what people do if they have access to equipment. We just… put shit in it. Just to see. At this point, I’ll try and hit just about anything with an arc, just to see. I’ll sand and polish anything you’ll let me, if I’m bored enough. If I had a machine that could melt something down and tell me exactly what was in it? I’d be just waiting for parts of my world to become “trash” so I could de-materialize it and turn it into knowledge of what it was.

openingadoor

Arthur Elgort (1987)

nohoperadio

just saw a pigeon doing the puffed up courtship dance thing to another pigeon, and as he was strutting around he suddenly stopped for a split second to do a very brief preen-peck at his own side, then returned to the strutting around. and i surprised myself by instantly losing respect for the male pigeon in that moment, like come on man i appreciate you had an itch or whatever but how is she supposed to feel special when you're getting distracted by bullshit like that? which on reflection i don't endorse, i mean those are pretty harsh dating norms i'm imposing on these pigeons, from a total outsider perspective, for no reason. probably not all girl pigeons are as uptight about that sort of thing as i would apparently be if i was a girl pigeon, maybe she even found it endearing who knows, i don't know her. it's none of my business really. sorry pigeons.

undeadhousewife

thefairytaler

My wife pointed out to me the other day that apparently most people were literally only taught how to say Sorry and not how to Apologize or even that they are different things so here.

If all you ever do is step 1, not only did you not apologize, but people will rightfully stop believing you and start getting pissed or hurt.

exitwound

interviewer: can you explain this gap in your resume?

me: mhm so that’s called a lacuna. it refers to when manuscripts have missing parts, lost to time. for example, the epic of gilgamesh has

mcsryaoihell

my bonnies

crabussy

thinking about diatoms again

crabussy

microscopic living stars made of glass that eat the sun. and they're all around us. in every body of water. glass sun-eating stars.

crabussy

I like them a lot. they produce up to half of all earth's oxygen. the air you breathe is thanks to sun-eating stars made of glass. and that's pretty cool.

crabussy

and you know. like oblongs and triangles and some other bullshit

homunculus-argument

Feeling physical exhaustion as a psychosomatic reaction to things that feel daunting or intimidating is such a ridiculously counterproductive thing to do. Like there's a situation that requires you to be alert and mentally present and paying attention, and your brain just goes "hey I don't wanna. I don't wanna be here. How about going unconscious instead. No fuck you we're warping out. Night night."

ygmtwr-atrus

Like most annoying human things it's really just a healthy mechanism that's been pushed too far.

I'm pretty sure it stems from "This is going to take work so I should rest and maybe eat something first"

But when you are exhausted all the time, and/or don't have enough time, etc... It gets pushed too far and you get caught in the loop of "I just need MORE rest and maybe food first" infinitely, every time you look at it, because of disability and capitalism and then self re-enforcing habits and so on.

The best advice I can give is to learn to consciously gauge what your actual limits are and how much rest or recovery you actually need before starting, and to maybe break daunting things down into smaller tasks and rest in between.

This doesn't really help for things that have come up that you can't really put off, except maybe to help inform you that you are in fact maybe being over extended.

The fact that most of us live most of our adult lives in a state of constantly being over-extended and accepting that as normal is kind of a problem.

If you are encountering the problem a lot, it might mean you need to take on less, or get something diagnosed, or sleep or eat more.

homunculus-argument

How do I proceed if The Daunting Task that the brain is trying to avoid is trying to understand why a normal situation is stressful? Like okay time for a 100% normal function the average adult has no problem with, and the brain just goes "no fuck u we will not."

inkprincesse

A lot of recent studies coming out strongly suggest that psychosomatic pain is not a thing. It’s really chronic inflammation triggered by an already distressed system that now thinks you’re in mortal danger bc of the added stress. The physical energy to handle it isn’t there, like on a cellular level.

The person above you is kinda right. I felt this way for years with no answer, then this may I find out they’ve renamed PCOS, it’s PMOS now, and it’s a gd METABOLIC DISORDER. I learned about that and like 2 other conditions I most likely have bc genetics, started taking the advice around what specific nutrients and supplements I needed and it’s not like I’m magically better now, but I’m definitely in Random Pain or Physical Distress a lot less often already

TL;DR: It’s probably not actually The Thing Itself sapping your energy, it’s just where you notice it being gone bc addressing it would require a lot more than the daily average, and your body is trying to beg you to conserve energy for sone reason or another.

homunculus-argument

Does PMOS still happen if you don't have ovaries?