#toothtruth

[tooth8chy]

terra made me install love&deep space i love it here. i can make all these men in my phone to be my best friends

[honesttooth]

Become a dentist

“ When life is kicking others in the teeth, become a dentist.”

- Kevin Myers 

After a semester and a half of dental school, I felt the need to record the experience and here we are. So here’s to sharing the laughs, the tears, the blood and the sweat-everything that makes life worth living.

Best of luck to your future endeavors and thanks for sharing this experience with me.

[tooth8chy]

dont let Big Dentist win

[tooth8chy]

be reminded of your mortal hygenic duties

[tooth8chy]

i think there's gotta be some deeper conspiracy in that rats can eat chocolate but cats can't. perhaps cats condemmed the humble rat to scurry in sewers for they possessed the bountiful joy of being able to consume a sweet chocolate treat and not die? do the Cats enslave us out of spiteful jealously, that we can eat till our tummies burst, and they would die if they ever indulged?

is that why flavour is banned on some floors? because the Cats force but a fraction of humanity to live out the same horror they endure? is redemption found in sharing the joys of chocolate with our neighbours and community?

but cats and rats are the creations of mankind- why would we create something that cannot enjoy one of the simpler wonders of life?

the same can be considered for dogs but maybe that's why they are the antagonists of the Cats. for they are also cursed but they have not turned to evil yet.

i will be feeding my rats a healthy balanced diet of chocolate as an act of rebellion

[tooth8chy]

dying is expensive!!!

the curse is REAL

the cats are out to eat my ENTIRE family and this week i met them.

i saw them with my own two eyes and i lived to warn others.

and I’ve been desperate to yell about this on the internet, but I’ve had to delete this post like three times now. because what is there to say, other than the cats wait patiently for me at the foot of my bed? they have slipped themselves into the deepest cracks of my life and rear their heads when they know i have become too brave.

what is death, if not the relentless, thundering paws of a thousand cats descending upon you? they bite and rip and gnaw, and still your fingers grasp at their fur to save yourself. i often think maliciousness cannot coexist with life, that our souls are filtered through some great net of goodness that catches everything horrible before we are born, and now i know it to be true. there is evil in the silo and it is not the people. it is the floor 10 cats.

thinking about it now, 100,000 is trivial in the face of eternal nothingness (but creature if ur reading this i will pay u back)

immortality means nothing. my body doesn't age but what does youthfulness mean to a hungry belly and feline teeth? they will sink their teeth into me and no amount of fame can ever stop the tearing of flesh.

just as waking could not first exist without sleeping, all things are derived from their opposite state of being- death cannot and does not exist without first life. and life cannot exist without death. no god is ever safe, will ever be safe. godhood is the great façade and, if you peel back that sticky mask, they share a singular horrible truth with everyone else. death can be prolonged and stretched out but never utterly destroyed. while one may believe in the immortality of the soul (thank u socrates), death is such a defining event that the soul cannot emerge unchanged. it cannot emerge as me as I am now because me as I am is an extension of the contexts of life. whatever happens or doesn’t happen after death would constitute an entirely other being, if you can even call it a being because it simply cannot be without life as we understand it.

so like hello????? why aren't people more kind when they are alive and have the capacity for kindness??? why do people do such cruel things when this is our only shot at experiencing the joys of friendship and life??? if there is nothingness after this shouldn't we relish in the wonderful feelings of right now??? (i'll tell u why its capitalism dividing us but some people aren't ready for that convo)

i am a hungry dog on the lap of life. there is only this i know to be certain, that i have always known to be certain; i will die before i am old. because of the curse.

it is a terrifying thought that lingers in everything i do. for such small four-legged beasts cats cast enormous shadows.

but in other more important news i sat on a bench and ate tiramisu ice-cream with one of my pet rats today!! her name is Pigeon and she is the sweetest of my little rats. she likes to sleep in my pocket and in return I feed her berries. being paranoid all the time is actually incredibly exhausting because it feels I have to do all the big scary thinking for everyone else. but rats know no fear!!! she understands me

tldr; you must eat sugar to defend yourself from the horrors.

[tooth8chy]

on quitting smoking

my loyal followers will know the sad truth I'm sharing here today; I quit smoking.

not just microplastics, but nicotine and zaza and all of the above. never again will I roll a paper around the beautiful small plastic particles less than 5mm in length, resulting from industrial manufacturing (primary) or degradation of larger plastic waste (secondary). i've been smoking since I was 8, and it has become entrenched in my sense of self, so much I would regularly wake up 3-4 times a night to light one up before the jitters got too bad.

i know this is a huge switch-up. i promise i am not being forced to say this by any Cat or secret government organisation. this is 100% wholly and truly a tooth truth.

i have been getting out of breath wayyy easier. my dad used to always say that walking up a hill while smoking two cigs was enough exercise for the day (because your body has to put twice the effort in and has half the oxygen it needs). i am starting to think that maybe his premature death from lung cancer (ruled officially by a coroner, although we've always speculated his lungs spontaneously combusted) had something to do with this. i never have been able to get up a hill in one go.

this has been a decision i've been considering for a while and, after meeting with top plastic specialists, i have been concerned for the wellbeing of my lungs. immortality is great and all but apparently you can still get cancer?! and immortality will just prolong the pain and suffering of cancer?!?!?! i attempted to make the switch to biodegradable plastics (think PLA and PHA) but found myself smoking 5x more on average to make up for the lack of hit. this was not sustainable. I need to purge myself completely from smoking.

just as i don't want my brain ruled by the Floor 10 Cats, i don't want my brain to be ruled by addiction to nicotine or plastic.

i've also just been invited to be part of a super top secret project with my bestest friends and i want to make sure i don't get ash on anything important.

so much of my identity in my adult life and in godhood has centred around my plastic diet- i feel it's been my only way to help the people of the world by trialling anti-brain wave experiments. i have to be selective with my research and my energy as i am only one goblin against the Cats.

part of me does question if this is stemming from a desire to fit in because no one ever wants to come out on a smoke break with me. it can get really lonely standing outside for 15 minutes by yourself. and i cant seem to convince my friends to take up smoking as a hobby :( so I thought what the hell why not try out their hobbies instead so they want to hang out and like me more. Because as we all know, having best friends and community is one of the most essential steps in overcoming oppression. Comradery will help us free the lower floors from wage slavery and liberate the silo through understanding who the real enemy is (Evil Cats) and no longer turning on each other.

this does not mean i have stopped my efforts to counteract Cat Brain Waves. instead, i have opted for biodegradable plastics in my diet and a healthier plastic-based skincare routine. with enough time and care, my lungs should make a full recovery. (maybe I will be able to run a marathon!!) (always have to be prepared in case the Cats were to launch an attack against me and I have to run away)

there is no perfect science to setting yourself free from brain waves. in fact, there has never been a successfully documented case. i am doing what is best for my own wellbeing. I hope my fellow cat-truthers are okay with this!!

[tooth8chy]

montezuma by fleet foxes calling to my soul

(so now i am older

than my mother and father

when they had their daughter.

now what does that say about me-)