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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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broke: midsommar is a girl power movie
woke: midsommar is a horrifying movie about a manipulative cult
bespoke: midsommar is a litmus test to tell how easily you could be indoctrinated into a cult and if your first thought after watching it is that it was a girl power movie you’re very susceptible to cult tactics and you should be aware of that
you’re the only person who’s allowed to reply to this post anymore
me and the girlies on our way to the knickknacks and trinkets section of the thrift store
Think of when you eat.
Raised by Wolves:
Look, I've talked about how deranged the show Raised By Wolves is before but
it’s about two androids trying to raise kids on an alien planet after Earth was destroyed in an apocalyptic war between atheist antifas and a weird cult of Mormons who worship the sun. The mom android is an invincible death goddess who can fly by t-posing, and the dad is just a regular android. Neither of them are aware of this. One of the kids falls in a giant hole and the rest (except one) all die from eating radioactive yams. A ship full of Mormons shows up and RoboDad goes “great, more kids for our boy to play with!” but RoboMom stabs him to death with a dinosaur skeleton, kills a bunch Mormon soldiers by screaming at them so hard they explode, steals some of their kids and crashes the spaceship, killing almost all that’s left of humanity.
This all takes place in the first episode.
here are some other Things That Happen:
RoboMom brings RoboDad back to life and he's just like “…okay”
The surviving Mormons find a giant stone d12 in the desert that sets a dude on fire
One of them is a secret atheist who stole a spot on the space ark by getting plastic surgery and he starts hearing voices and for some reason decides it must be god and becomes their prophet
They defeat RoboMom by stealing her eyeballs (which makes her not have superpowers for some reason)
Some guys get mad at Fake Mormon so they force-feed him the eyeballs but this gives him super strength
RoboMom has VR sex with a simulation of the dead guy who sent her here, gets pregnant somehow and gives birth to a gigantic flying snake monster
She plans to kill it but then it turns out it just eats pumpkins
Fake Mormon’s atheist ex-girlfriend starts also believing in god after a dream shows her how to use leeches to cure her son from a bioweapon but then she gets turned into a tree and the snake monster eats the tree and becomes an even scarier snake monster
A girl gives birth and her baby is immediately stolen by a fish monster
RoboDad finds a thousand-year-old android in a cave and brings her back to life by pouring android blood on her
She traps RoboMom in a body condom and starts forcibly evolving the children into fish people
This show is like LOST but on a planetary scale, it can’t seem to decide what it’s actually about and every time the weird shit gets an explanation it only raises more questions.
Very Normal.
i love any media where the kids are weird and they are just loved while being weird and encouraged to be weird. please see the following:
Went through the search histories for “asexual” of some urls on a lgbtqia disccourse post, as I do, and saw a person go from supportive of ace people to hating them as the disccourse ramped up. I don’t think people realize how common this is. A few years back there was this massive furor over the person who ran the fuckh8 company being an aphobe, and now “x is an aphobe” is a joke on this site. It used to be trendy to think ace people were valid, now it’s trendy to think they’re homophobic special snowflakes. It’s so clearly not motivated by any kind of logic or conviction. It’s just people have gotten the green light to shit on a group they didn’t care about to begin with (but had to pretend like they did because of social pressure). And so they’re going for it. It makes me so sad and scared.
Honestly as a bi trans person I have lived through years-hell, over a decade-of biphobia and biphobic ‘discourse’, and being treated like shit for being trans by cis people in the community, and still experience that shit all the time, and am constantly gaslighted that it ‘never happened and never happens’, and saying it did and does is ‘homophobic’ and makes me ‘scum who should die’.
I see this ace discourse and wonder how many are pretending to be bi and trans friendly because it’s become a trend to fake acceptance of us. It scares the shit out of me. I don’t know who to trust anymore. If people will turn on ace folk this quickly, how can I trust their ‘support’ of any other group?
They’ve made it clear their ‘acceptance’ to me is conditional already by saying I have to reject ace people-which would include my life partner-to be ‘accepted’ as part of the community, or to even interact with it at all. I don’t want to lose all of my (very) little remaining hope in humanity but my own ‘community’ is pushing me toward that.
“Into the Unknown”, the theme from Over the Garden Wall.
soooo I did a thing.
Hey I haven't posted much on here in a while. One update is that I started testosterone March 6th 2020! This is what I look like now! If you want to stay up to date about my goings on, I'm still posting a lot on Twitter (BKellyGorman). Anyway, that's all for now!
Piper Gets Armed
In this weeks episode we talk about Piper III and IV.
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Our new mythical episode is up!
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Look for the helpers.
#mood today
going thru phone pics and found this thing that was tacked up next to the toaster at my old job, if anyone needs some light toast eating reading material
Would anyone be kind enough to transcribe this or link to a text version?
Everything Is AWFUL and I’m Not Okay: Questions to Ask Before Giving Up on Yourself
Are you hydrated?
If not, have a glass of water. Dehydration can mimic or increase feelings associated with anxiety and a well hydrated brain functions optimally. Avoid excess caffeine.
Have you eaten in the past three hours?
Don’t be a victim of hanger! Get some food–something with protein, not just simple carbs or high-fat. Nuts, hummus, and veggies are great options to feed your studying brain. Keep healthy snacks within reach to avoid mindlessly chowing down on sweets.
Have you stretched your legs in the past day?
If not, do so right now. If you don’t have the energy or time for a run or a trip to the gym, just walk around the block or building. Even minimal exercise preps the mind for learning so that you can focus better and recall things easier, plus it’s good to get a change of scenery.
Have you said something nice to someone in the past day?
Do so, whether online or in person. Make it genuine! We bet your study partner would appreciate a compliment.
Have you moved your body to music in the past day?
If not, jog for the length of a song at your favorite tempo, or just dance around your bedroom for the length of an upbeat song (singing along is a bonus)
Have you cuddled a living being in the past two days?
If not, do so. Don’t be afraid to ask for hugs from friends of friends’ pets. Most of them will enjoy the cuddles too; you’re not imposing.
Have you started or changed any medications in the past couple of weeks, including skipped doses or a change in generic prescription brand?
That may be screwing with your head. Give things a few days, then talk to your doctor if it doesn’t settle down.
If daytime: are you dressed?
If no, put on clean clothes that aren’t PJs. Give yourself permission to wear something special, whether it’s a funny t-shirt or a pretty dress.
If nighttime: are you sleepy and fatigued but resisting going to sleep?
Put on PJs, make yourself cozy in bed with a teddy bear and the sound of falling rain, and close your eyes for fifteen minutes while focusing on breathing deeper with every breath- no electronic screens allowed! Adequate sleep is a necessity for stress management.
Do you feel ineffective?
Pause right now and get something small completed, whether it’s responding to an email, loading the dishwasher, or tidying up your room. Good job!
Do you feel unattractive?
Take a darn selfie. Your friends will remind you how great you look. You are always insta-worthy.
Do you feel paralyzed by indecision?
Give yourself ten minutes to sit back and figure out a game plan for the day. If a particular decision or problem is still being a roadblock, simply set it aside for now, and pick something else that seems doable. Right now, the important part is to break through that stasis, even if it means doing something trivial.
Have you over-exerted yourself lately–physically, emotionally, socially, or intellectually?
That can take a toll that lingers for days. Give yourself a break in that area, whether it’s physical rest, taking some time alone, or relaxing with some silly entertainment for a little. Time spent refreshing yourself is never time “wasted!”
Have you waited a week?
Sometimes or perception of life is skewed, and we can’t even tell that we’re not thinking clearly, and there’s no obvious external cause. It happens. Keep yourself going for a full week, whatever it takes, and see if you still feel the same way then.
You’ve made it this far; and you will make it through. You are stronger than you think.
Because someone might need this today
You have survived 100% of your worst days.
This too shall pass.
white person: *eats chicken tikka masala once* i just…. i feel so connected… to indian culture …. I’m learning to speak islam…. check out my third eye….. chakra
Every time I see this. Every damn time. I’m immediately sucked back into my fuckin. Fuckin English lit class with Mr. Fuckass McShit. Mr. “Hit the gong to begin class”, “Namaste, Children”, “I wanna go backpacking in India to find my spiritual awakening and also my left burkinstock that I lost during a cedar sauna drum circle” ass bastard. “Do you want to share your poetry with the class to get in touch with your emotions” ass fucker. Mr. “Here’s a photograph of a tribal shaman, describe him using nature words” asshole. Pretentious-ass, condescending motherfucker. “Do you want to tell us about your saddest memory?” “I dunno, sir. Are you giving me an option?” “No.” “Then why are you asking” Every goddamn day. Fuck. “You seem tense.” Oh, I seem tense? I seem tense. Well fuck, Professor Pillsbury, maybe I ‘seem tense’ because I walk into a room on five hours of sleep to the sound of a goddamn brass gong drilling through my brain and your seven-foot-nine, socks-and-sandals-wearing, patchouli-smelling ass immediately gravitates in my direction with some shit like “a tree……… Is a Poem” and I gotta sit here and politely tell you that No I’m Not Comfortable Telling The Class About A Time I Was Emotionally Vulnerable With A Loved One using words that sound like the way the color yellow smells. Maybe I don’t wanna sit in a circle and hold hands with Brittney from Computer Sciences to “align our auras” or some shit. Fuck. Fuuuuuuck. I swear to God, if I wanted to sing ‘kumbaya’ with a smelly old guy with gross facial hair who writes bad porn on the side, I’d go out to the parking lot and share a Hookah with Crazy Dan, the disgraced electrician. What, I don’t wanna do an interpretive dance to represent the spiritual experience of eating Quinoa in a room full of ambivalent preteens and suddenly I’m the ‘troubled youth’ you need to Robin Williams “O Captain My Captain” your way into having a Paternal Bonding Moment powerful enough to Expand My Impressionable Young Mind and Turn My Life Around, you goddamn saint, you? Jesus Fucking Christ. You insufferable jackass. You’re not “Enlightened”, you rolled out of bed and ate half a pot brownie, wrote a sad song about a leaf, and strolled into class to ramble about your Spirit Animal for six hours straight before calling it a day. Holy Jesus goddamned Christ. Fucking Balls, sir. Holy Fucking Balls
