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Just a blog on anything that holds my interest for more than few seconds

[enlitment]

spill for me, Muse, the wine-dark tea on a problematic man

[homunculus-argument]

Not book smart or street smart but a secret third thing.

[luckyletd0wn]

supid

[homunculus-argument]

supid.

[noodles-and-tea]

I like when Robin is shaped like a little bell

[cabin9and3quarters]

Percy Jackson & the Olympians Covers: Old and New

[all-roads-are-now-bent]

[disorientation]

Having a "stupider people have done this" attitude about the things you want to do can open so many doors

[atomikats]

curiouser and curiouser

[super-wrestlevania-iv-deactivat]

Happy International Workers Day, everybody

[iliothermia]

i wish everyone following me made enough money to not feel like they were being boiled alive and had the time and energy to clean their room at their own leisure

[cheaphalloweencostume]

love your neighbor or die alone asap honestly

[plebeiangoth]

[lithiumseven]

For context for anyone missing it, this is Father Mulcahy, the very sweet and mild mannered (but still excellent boxer) priest from the 70s and 80s tv show M*A*S*H about a mobile army surgical hospital during the Korean War (and the show was absolutely a way of talking about the Vietnam war without getting sensored)

[headspace-hotel]

In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"

We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines

[headspace-hotel]

We will be feeding our grandchildren strawberries and raspberries we grew in our gardens, dragging them along to the farmers' markets for tomatoes and eggs and goats milk and pickles and pecans and salsa and sunflower seed butter and jars of honey, as they complain and drag their feet because Gramma always stands around talking to people for like an HOUR

and we will say "When I was YOUR age, fruits and vegetables came from a supermarket and they were bred to get shipped 1000 miles in a truck and sit on shelves for weeks, and they tasted so sour and watery it was like eating paper compared to these ones. It wasn't even legal in some places to grow your own food"

and they will roll their eyes like yeah yeah just because everything was miserable in the 20s doesn't mean I have to have a smile on my face standing in the hot sun while you listen to that one guy talk about his bees FOREVER

But they will go, because there might be baby goats.

[headspace-hotel]

Since I made this post, dozens and dozens of people have left tags telling me that it was the first thing today that made them want to continue living, that it was the first thing that made them consider that they might be okay years in the future, that they might grow old, that it was the first and only post of its kind they'd ever seen—the first post that boldly predicts a future where we make it.

And many other people have been just spitting, foaming at the mouth fucking FURIOUS. How dare I have the audacity to imagine a future where things get better?

Don't I know how BAD things are? Am I not aware of the TERROR and DEVASTATION of climate change and fascism and biodiversity loss? How dare someone be so bold, so callous, as to imagine something other than misery and suicide. How dare someone suggest it will get better. How dare a person propose that there is a future where we will be okay, in the face of so much terror. Hasn't she seen the abyss opening its jaws before us?

Well? What do you think?

Do you think I've seen the abyss?

[000l]

[unoriginallyned]

POV: The Magnus Archives season one

[starlit-syncopation]

i am DYING

[noahnomore]

[clauonacloud-deactivated2022071]

[latinajedi]

[gay-jesus-probably]

YOU GET THE FUCK BACK HERE AND EXPLAIN THAT RIGHT NOW

[riluri]

well damn

[ospreyonthemoon]

[letslipthehounds]

Every time, I know what's coming, but every time, I just lose it at "Uh. That"

[kyraneko]

I already lost it at "that time we ate our prime minister" and "Uh. That" didn't really help.

[gamesoft]

[octolinggrimm-deactivated202409]

[sy--kh]

[hollis-art]

dude woke up with no memory of who he is but he still managed to make 5 different Star Trek references and i really respect him for that

[hollis-art]

i find it really funny that my art is getting people interested in Project Hail Mary because it wildly overstates how important Star Trek is in the story. these 5 lines are quite literally blink-and-you-miss-it references. they hold no importance in the actual book

so please don't go into this book expecting a lot of Star Trek, you won't find it. you will, however, find an incredible heartwarming story of a huge dork getting to nerd out about the discoveries that he's making, and that in itself is the thing that I think any Star Trek fan would enjoy

[what-the-cap-dude]

Listening RIGHT NOW!! I'm already scared I'm gonna bawl my eyes out/silly/lh

[somebodytolove31]

The problem with playing smash or pass is that there's a lot of characters which I'm not sexually attracted to but I would fuck in a heartbeat out of sheer curiosity and ego, like I don't find Mickey Mouse attractive at all but if he approached me at a bar and went "Hey sexy, want me to show you my mouseketool?" I would say yes because then I get to tell my friends I fucked Mickey Mouse

[hobgoblinhero]

Smash Or Pass should never be about attraction, that's what Hear Me Out is for. A Smash on Mickey Mouse is understandable, even respectable. A Hear Me Out on Mickey Mouse however, that requires a lab dissection

[silverbirching]

File this under "Hell is empty and all the devils are here" and bring me my lunch in a flask, Jeeves.