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made some funky little guys!! i am craving tomato soup
Here's a dancing Totodile to brighten your day ☀️
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Man, when I was like 16 I got so sick of being made fun of for being the fat kid that I took an axe down inna woods, chopped down a tree, and started doing log-lifts all the time. I got strong as fuck, but I didn’t lose no weight. I actually got bigger.
Same thing happened when I got into fighting. I got even stronger, and I got *fast*, man, and nimble, like a cat. Still chubby.
Body-building culture is a bunch of crap, my dude. Functional muscle is not necessarily toned or lean. You can be swole as hell and still be heavy. And that’s cool.
Embrace your inner barbarian. And when fatphobic little gym twinks try to body shame you, you should DESTROY THEM with your MIGHTY AXE
Can comfirm, i am Quite Fat ™ but i still hit my punching bag hard enough last week make it touch the ceiling and broke a finger in the process
You know, I train with (martial arts) a bunch of dudes, and a few bodybuilders have showed up over the years.
And every damn one of those huge shredded motherfuckers has the endurance of a fucking newborn puppy. Fifteen minutes into warmups and they’re panting for air like like they’re about to die. I’ve sparred them and every one of them telegraphs their moves about two weeks in advance, and are slower than my dead grandpa because their huge useless muscles get in the damn way.
Now. I also work with a couple of guys who are not weightlifters. They do, however, do very physical jobs and are Big Dudes. Picture this sort of build.
No abs to speak of, a bit of a tummy, and those motherfuckers can pick up one of the weightlifters and throw them.
And they’re fast. Like, unfair fast.
Bodybuilding culture is bullshit. Embrace your status as a giant barbarian and if anyone gives you crap throw them off a mountain.
i love and support all strong, fat people
This time, I DO mean to post it.
i let him hit cause. uh. well i’m gonna be honest it’s cause i fucked up my parry timing
So you’re saying there’s a chance
Huēhuehcoyōtl, god of music, dance, mischief and song, is an outlier adn should not be counted.
Also Wile E. Coyote.
so make it
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I can’t decide if it’s funnier if this is about autism or lycanthropy
Absolutely losing my mind over this text I got from a client today
squeezing my pussy and concentrating all the microplastics in my body to print a perfect tiny figurine of a fruit bat
i love adhd. i have a lot to do at work today. i take my meds. i open the word document. i immediately misspell “benzodiazepines.” i go on tumblr to post “benzodiazepenis….” for the mutualés. and then it’s 45 minutes later and ive caught up on tumblr and checked the weather and read a fic and texted an ex and ordered new pens and looked up a recipe for chicken pot pie and posted about adhd and done zero work.
you CANNOT leave this in the tags that's so perfect and accurate
Yeagh for fuckin real...
the purpose of friends is to have people who unconditionally hate your shitty exes & relatives. like maybe YOU have a complex relationship with your father but i sure don't. i'm outside his house with a gun. he's not the unforgivable asshole who raised me he's just an unforgivable asshole
loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done
I actually learned a fun therapy trick for this!
The statute of limitations on arson is 6 years.
So whenever I remember an embarrassing or shameful thing I’ve done, I ask myself if it was worse than arson. If it wasn’t, and it was 6 or more years ago, I forgive myself.
Also just the comedic shock of going “well, that was a stupid and mean thing I said, but 6 years is the statute of limitations on arson” helps.
White people at it again. The Flayed Lord’s name is Xipe Totec, he’s one of the main dieties in Aztec culture. He is primarily associated with fertility and agriculture, and is strongly connected to renewal and rebirth (the flayed aspect is supposed to symbolize how corn, a major crop, sheds it’s outer layers). Aside from that, we know *very* little about mesoamerican cultures. What we do know mainly comes from retellings and accounts from Spanish conquerors, who of course had a biased perspective. Finding a new temple is a huge deal, because when the Spanish were systematically wiping out our culture, they made a point to build churches over preexisting temples and shrines. A lot of the churches are still there, but the Mexican government considers them historical buildings, and as such no one is allowed to dig under the churches or excavate the area. There are countless temples we haven’t seen because they’re under these churches. Finding a temple we can actually study is such a big deal!
It really is a big deal! also, mesoamerican art history/anthropological research are actually very robust and rapidly growing fields of study. A big problem for what white people call “Aztec” research before the 90s was that, yes, a huge number of readable personal accounts were from the Spanish. The others were written in Maya Nahuatl which used two forms of glyphs, the iconographic type, and the logogram type.
That was illegible up until a boy raised on Maya archaeological sites, David Stuart, was awarded a MacArthur genius grant (the youngest ever at 18) to study the glyphs. he was able to read them as well as his first language, solved several codes, and then other academics were able to easily translate codices and ruins. that was over 30 years ago, so now we are working with about 50 fully translated Nahua codices and hundreds of fragmented ones. there are many beautiful ruins and ancient sites like these all over South America, but the Spanish did make sure to build on top of many very important ones. restoring pyramids and temples that were plundered and destroyed by conquistadors and centries of war before them is crucial to ancient Mexicatl research, but the colonial churches above so many of these sites are also unfortunately historically important sites themselves. Mexico city is also an ancient city; it would be really difficult to excavate where families have built their homes for over 20 generations.
If you need a quarantine binge one of my favorite professors at my alma mater has uploaded so many free fun lectures on Maya, Peruvian, Nahua art and visual culture here :-)
Mesoamerican deities are not the fictional “old gods” of Lovecraft that are only out to get you. They were seriously worshipped by serious people, and it’s bullshit that people reduce them to “Lovecraft but Mexico”. Like, have a ponder about why a culture would worship a god who has no skin. Real life is not fiction!
Now I’m not trying to say that these are equivalent, because that would be both false and condescending, but I hope it might help people to see this deity in a more fitting light if I draw a partial parallel.
My example comes from English and Scottish folklore. This is a spiritual perspective of the agrarian people of England and Scotland with centuries, perhaps millennia, of history and which existed alongside Christian beliefs. Alongside, but not integrated with.
It is the story and song of John Barleycorn, a personification of corn (in the traditional UK sense of barley, oats and wheat) who must be cut down, flayed and otherwise beaten and assaulted. Not out of ill will or revenge but because when John Barleycorn is dead, then he may rise again and the crops with him.
Agrarian peoples have always understood that death is a vital prerequisite to life.
Wherever you are in the world there are probably traditions with these ideas baked in. It would do us all good to understand them.
"Why are you so obessed with found family?"
I watched this as a kid and internalized it for forever
Lilo and Stitch really said "This is my family. I found it, all on my own. It’s little, and broken, but still good. Yeah. Still good." And i still live by that
a family can be your gay uncles, the best disney prince, and your parole officer
the "work bathroom" was a sort of sacred shrine where worshippers would look at gay porn on their phones