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@linuxmint-official HOLY SHIT I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD
no no no you're right. i am dead!
it appears my plans worked. *evil chuckle as i fade into the background*
I laminated a paper towel
why does this have 31 thousand notes
You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.
But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity
Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.
However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.
Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.
So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!
But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.
Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.
The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.
But you remain.
Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.
All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.
But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?
Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.
The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.
Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.
Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?
OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON
AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN
A LAMINATED
PAPER
T OW E L
IDK MAN,
I D K
Write. A. Book.
What if I did write a book
and the pages of that book
were made out of
laminated
paper towels
I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT
havent played any deltarune at all actually but from what i can tell chapter 5. is real.
IDENTITY EMERGES ORGANICALLY FROM ACTION
IF YOU DONT DO ANYTHING YOU ARENT ANYONE. SORRY
do nothing be nothing
--disable-gpu save me
save me --disable-gpu
--disable-gpu
i am under the impression there is the ghost of a cat in my apartment
"Call the sysadmin, the server's down again" *girl wearing Xenia t-shirt appears from the shadows* "I'm not cis, and don't call him admin"
i need to interact with y’all more, how has it been.
check out my computer
i need to interact with y’all more, how has it been.
asking an aroace for marriage advice because they have the most unbiased view
stupidest question of the year
if kasane teto were real do you think she would attempt to assassinate the president
i think she would
i think she wouldnt
i don't know enough about kasane teto to give my opinion
teto pear (see results)
i would like to put a disclaimer here that i do NOT want to assassinate the president, i am simply asking that if the fictional character kasane teto were real would she try to do it
if you HAD to sit next to someone on a bus would you rather sit next to
5 preschoolers
one 35 year old man
love looking at my drafts. god you are so stupid, bitch doesnt even know
life is so much better when you just stop playing the game. "you just lost the game" no i didnt. i never played.
fuck the rules. dont tell me what to do.
i'm sure it's fine
don’t trust any “exe” file omfg
i can't stress this enough! do not under any circumstances install or run a program on your windows computer. If you feel the urge to do so, seek professional help immediately
this is why i use linux, no exe's here.