#digress

[lianlianlotuschaos]

‘I think you need to sleep.’

‘work to do, thoughts to think, plans to make, sobs to weep—’

[winkingcorvid]

You think that I of all people, while testing the game, would NOT eat Egen's sandwich. 😂Unfortunately, I cannot resist it.

[sad-trademark]

[one-winged-dirty-dreams]

Im high as fucking shit HAPPY ME GONGAGA MONDAY TO ME, IM ADMITTING I WANT TO FUCK MY BEST FRIEND BUT IN LIKE A SUPER PLATONIC WAY, JUST BUDDIES WHO FUCK SOMETIMES and have rare heated makeout sessions

Seriously I don't have a shred of romantic attraction to Zack in the slightest, I just do friend things that include sleeping and cuddling in the same bed and like

Fucking

I knew this was a platonic lifestyle people live but I'm feeling it now Mr krabs

I would absolutely fuck my best friend Zack Fair

Fuck you future Adri, this is from the heart

FUCK YOUR BEST FRIEND

[kristocentric]

#Yep My Buddy in Kristo. I've been thinking lately on how most of us miss our divine blessings by the way we misuse our God given talents. Can I #EXPRESS my thoughts further???? You know Sometimes when our sole motive is to #IMPRESS people for self Glory, we tend to #SUPRESS the voice of The Holy Spirit which automatically makes us #DIGRESS from our God given assignments and ends us up in #DISTRESS. I pray when we eventually come to the #CONSIOUSNESS of this error, like the prodigal son,we will not be too proud to #CONFESS our mistakes to Jesus our Saviour for help and redirection. I say this with all #BOLDNESS, perhaps out of conviction , that when we do,He will take that #STRESS out of our lives and release His #GOODNESS and mercies to follow and guide us till we attain GOOD #SUCCESS. That's how God #BLESSES his obedient servants. Cheers #thekristocentricguy #fififolson www.kristocentric.com (at Kristocentric Station) https://www.instagram.com/p/COHlgMTJINX/?igshid=1cx984h7dxb18

[rightonwoman]

#29

“But though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.” 

hot damn honey

The Secret History, Donna Tartt

[ebroxas72]

I might seem silly for writing this but I don't care... There was a youtuber, (one of my favorites) I watched alot of while making my own game lesaria, (both to watch to keep me sane while working on my game as well as learning how to make my game better) named Ronnie Oni Edwards and his show "digressing and sidequesting" which was a show on game design, and I feel like my life and game is better for his show and his sharp logical wit, he felt like a very sassy mix of Mr. Spock and Robert Williams while looking like a hippie. And his analysis of game design helped me sharpen my game. today we all learned that 2 weeks ago he lost his battle with depression and is no longer with us. I know I might seem quite silly for crying over losing a voice that was on the internet but He was a voice that helped me keep on going with making my game. and so I'm quite devastated by the news. And I didn't even know about his battle behind the scenes, and hearing about it now I feel it parallels mine. as someone that has been/is depressed and has tried to leave this world, Him being able to still make his videos and keep on going untell the very end despite his demons trying to make him leave means a lot to me because I know how that feels. and every day I try to keep making my game, my music my cosplay despite feeling worthless or broken, and I have hit points where I was about or tried to leave because the demons were winning and I felt the best thing I could do is leave... By me talking it atm it shows that you can make it out and survive, And my Ronnie not being able to talk anymore it shows that you can also lose the battle... I want to ask some of the people he worked with if its ok if I put an "IN memory of Ronnie" or an NPC of him or something in my games somewhere, Because of how much his work meant to me as a game dev and as a person...It breaks my heart that I will never get to meet him and never tell or show him what in my game was his ideas or influences. Rest In Peace, my favorite theorist.

[esuemmanuel]

Él camina bajo las ramas de ese árbol adormecido por el sol que le ha secado las hojas y le ha absorbido la savia que lo hacía latir. Él mira hacia las hojas; las analiza en silencio, mientras lleva las manos al tronco seco y duro que le invita a sentir. Desliza las manos por la rugosa formación de esa superficie, y le duele la piel.

El árbol late como si volviese a nacer.

¿Es esto la vida, es así el placer?

¿Es que, acaso, para conocer el gozo, hay que pasar por la desdicha que causa el dolor?

He walks under the branches of that tree numbed by the sun that has dried the leaves and absorbed the sap that made it beat. He looks towards the leaves; he analyzes them in silence, while he takes his hands to the dry and hard trunk that invites him to feel. Slide his hands through the rough formation of that surface, and his skin hurts.

The tree beats as if it were born again.

Is this life, is this pleasure?

Is it that, in order to know joy, we must go through the misery caused by pain?