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The black areas represent the remaining natural dark skies in the United States
I’ve been in the middle of the ocean at night and now live in texas and it is so hard to explain to people that no, they have not ever seen the night sky. It is so hard to explain to people that what they think is a proper night sky is fucking pathetic. A disgrace.
People talk about how you can’t see stars in the city and yeah, that’s true, but their concept of “seeing stars” is being able to make out orion’s belt.
So, so few people have see the sky in all its glory and it’s not sad. It’s a fucking crime. Seeing a perfectly dark night, no clouds, not a hint of light pollution? That’s a fucking religious experience.
The sky the vast vast majority of us grew up with is not the sky that inspired us to look up. It is not the sky that inspired constellations. You can’t even see most constellations.
Your ancestors looked at the night sky and said “surely, that is where the gods must live.” And you might be lucky if you can see hardly more than a handful of stars.
The sky is full, fucking FULL, of stars, and you’ve never seen them.
I remember the first time I saw a properly dark sky and was like ‘oh that’s why it’s called the milky way’ and promptly started to cry
When we were on a field trip to the middle of the red sea, I remember us all crowding at the end of the boat that didn’t have lights and just lying on our backs and staring
When you see a properly dark starscape
You understand why people wrote poems and made up legends and built rockets and said heaven’s in the sky
The universe is infinite. So are the stars
I’m trying to find a picture on google images to show you what I mean and I can’t find any
You think of the night sky like fairy lights on black velvet, but it’s not it’s not it’s like, like, dust in sunlight, like - I can’t find the words.
The stars are everywhere, like sugar, like glitter, like dust. You can’t find the constellations at first, not because you can’t recognise them, but because there’s so many stars you can’t pick out the familiar line of Orion’s belt. The North star has gone from bright familiarity to almost vanishing among a thousand, a hundred thousand, a million other lights. The milky way is a line of light arcing across the sky like a moon-trail on water only infinitely, infinitely bigger.
And for the first time in your life you’ll understand why people call it a dome, because it is, it’s three dimensional in exactly the way a city skyscape isn’t.
You’ll understand why Luthien Tinúviel danced under starlight, not moonlight, why people in a time before we knew the earth was round still looked up and wondered and built telescopes and dreamed about the stars.
The stars are endless and ancient and infinite and you will stand with your head craned back and your rucksack forgotten at your feet and you’ll feel like you’re falling upwards into that great bright sky like it’s calling you home and you’ll wonder how you ever thought the stars were beautiful before tonight when all you’d ever seen were the naked empty skyscapes of your home. And you’ll cry and you’ll spend the rest of your time there gazing up and wondering and imagining what it would be like to stand among those bright silver flecks
And then you’ll come home, and look up, and fall in a different kind of love with that handful of blazing stars to stubborn to be outdone by the whole of human invention, leading you home despite the light pollution and the clouds and the endless bustle of this shrinking planet.
this is not a shot from a space telescope overlayed behind a woods, or anything. that’s not the sky as kepler or hubble or james webb see it. that’s the sky from a dark sky park in michigan. that’s the view you are missing out on from right here on earth. that’s the view that has been stolen from you.
I fell in love with the sky as a child growing up in western Minnesota, miles from a small town, near a massive lake and just downhill from an 18-hole golf course - the pure darkness broken only by a single bright light I could escape by hauling my telescope up that hill or into a nearby field
I’d often set an alarm to wake me in the middle of the night, so it was as dark as possible and my eyes as dark-adapted as they coud get, and starlight alone was enough to guide me
that’s what’s been taken from us all
OH OKAY so actually im fully ugly crying snotty-sobbing about this. what
this post was inflicted upon me so now i’m inflicting it on all of you
(full map of ~75k is too much for me to load, but i got to 40k! very laggy, but worth it.)
anyway on the one hand i love making jokes about how "hermitcraft" isn't really full of hermits anymore, or about how recent seasons have dragged most (albeit not all) of the "hermits" kicking and screaming into actually hanging out.
on the other hand, then i remember that the reason it's called hermitcraft is actually way funnier than that, it's because generikb made the server because he wasn't invited to mindcrack and was called like, "the gaming hermit" for his channel. and then he got invited to mindcrack and decided he wouldn't do hermitcraft anymore, so the other hermits got together and continued it on their own (insert stories about joe hills coup or xisuma somehow ending up as server owner or about difficulty organizing because no one is 'in charge' here).
so the thing is. the 'hermit' name then stuck around anyway. even though the actual 'hermit' was gone. and then everyone kind of forgot the original actual 'hermit' because hermitcraft was way more popular. so the original meaning was lost entirely,
you guys don’t even understand what GoodTimesWithScar means to me. Funniest character to ever exist. He’s the server’s sexy pool boy and marriage counselor and he’s bad at all of his jobs and you can never tell if it’s through intentional sabotage or genuine incompetence and then you see him build the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen and log out. He’s not a himbo because he’s a genius and master manipulator but he decided a long time ago that he cares more about having abs and giant tits than proving to anyone that he’s smart. He can cry on command and make you think he’s the most helpless creature on the planet and then turn around and fire an arrow from 200 blocks away and get a headshot and kill you. And then he turns around trips over his own feet and drowns in four inches of water. I’m literally obsessed with him
he's such a loser and also incredibly intelligent i need to study him under a microscope
the end of dsmp was like the end of a play but instead of all the actors coming onto the stage and holding hands and taking a bow they all came out and started brawling and half the audience left and the other half stayed to watch
sorry, can't talk right now, currently still crying because of the baby announcement 😭
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immediately rushed to draw this piece inspired by "The Kiss", but a slightly less dark version :D (and flippin Tumblr made the image less saturated.. ☹️ and with every drawing of mine, ignore the anatomy..
man. remember when phil was chilling in techno's house and left the doors open so a creeper wandered in and exploded in his face like 15 minutes before lore was scheduled to start, so he and ranboo had to frantically reassemble the whole room including trying to piece together all the map fanart before techno got home. cannot believe we got an absolutely top tier character moment out of philza minecraft zoning out and forgetting to close the doors while he talked to chat. just absolutely impeccable.
the clip for those asking!
EDIT: And here’s an animatic of it too!
https://youtu.be/ukquxONMQeE
in honor of 2k notes on my silly reminscing, some additional details i remember:
people have pointed out that phil did not in fact just zone out, he was having technical issues with his stream and was alt-tabbed fixing things, and just. forgot that he was still logged into the server at the time. you hear the explosion of the creeper while he's in full-screen facecam, then he switches back to game view to a scene of complete devastation.
(it was, however, still his fault for leaving the doors open. sorry phil, can't defend you for that one.)
phil pulled up the same video tutorial that techno used for his cabin for reference during his repairs, and had a good laugh over discovering the fact that the maker of the tutorial had changed the title to include "technoblade's house"
ranboo enters the scene to phil frantically piecing together map art and just. looks on in horror for a good few minutes before they eventually join a call together. he futilely attempts to message phil in the game chat that the art he is working on requires an extra row of item frames. it does not work.
techno starts his stream in the nether and begins by saying that for Some Reason, his dogs have teleported to him. he has no idea why this could be. (it is because the explosion broke the boat they were sat in.) his entire chat is filled with people saying NO SNITCHING, to which he acts very confused.
when techno finally makes it back home, it is largely fixed up, and he is greeted by an overly cheery phil and ranboo. at some point into the conversation, he casually says, "why does it smell like gunpowder?" and phil and ranboo quickly usher him outside.
this will not be the last time techno references the incident; later, when he tours ranboo's house (shortly after ranboo finally adds walls to his shack), they discuss having parrots, and ranboo brings up the annoyance of constant creeper noises, saying that he would rather not just get desensitized to the sounds of creepers in his home. techno replies by saying, "yeah, but it's not like a creeper would actually get in my house, you'd have to leave the doors open for that". ranboo laughs and quickly changes the subject.
to summarize: funniest bit of All Time
This post has Technoblade in it
Is he a vampire or just high on Redstone? No one knows
Okay but hear me out
It's both
"Don't tell Pierre; he has jealousy issues."
hermitcraft but grian is a tiny baby bird and everything else is the same
all you suckers are spending $70 on totk but not me I’m emulating it on tumblr
in martyn's lore stream, he decided that the watchers can "project" their vision onto the players, creating mirages, i.e. when martyn had those pumpkin version of the southlanders in last life. martyn was fully seeing his friends, and that it was imposed onto him by the watchers
what i'm thinking about is this in connection with the shadow people that scar sees back in his secret life lore. these figures are mirages of all the people he knows. maybe he can speak to them; maybe they speak back. regardless, though, we know the shadow people bring scar comfort in his lonely little world. they help keep him sane when they come around, even if it isn't often.
and what watcher do we know who might want to use his powers to bring scar even the smallest bit of comfort? what watcher do we know who might want to use his powers for good, in juxtaposition to the other watchers using this very power to torture martyn so many seasons ago?
grian is absolutely Watching over scar in that sunflower field and it is Killing me
tangotek the kind of guy to make a redstone contraption that fails and blows up in his face, and when the smoke clears from the explosion he is completely pitch black due to all of the ash, except for his eyes, which are still visible and go "blink blink" before he shakes the ashes off and is completely back to normal
bdubs the kind of guy to get an anvil dropped on his foot and then jump up and down while holding his now bright red (to indicate that it's injured) foot and cursing unintelligibly
keralis the kind of guy to see someone attractive and have his jaw drop to the floor and then have to scoop it back up
falsesymmetry the kind of guy to be asked to remove all of her weapons and place a sword on the table and then be told "all of your weapons" and sigh and then begin to pull out more and more weapons from increasingly wacky places
goodtimeswithscar the kind of guy to fly into the side of a cliff and leave a scar-shaped hole in it from the impact
rendog the kind of guy to get struck by lightening and have his skeleton be visible when it flashes
zedaph the kind of guy to go to sleep in a little nightgown and nightcap and lie in his bed and go "snork mimimi" while a little thought cloud appears above his head to indicate that he's dreaming of sheep jumping over a fence
mumbo jumbo the kind of guy to have a complex rube goldberg machine to wake him up in the morning, get him dressed, and make him breakfast
joe hills the kind of guy to be falling from a very high place, stop mid-fall to make a quip, and then continue falling
tangotek the kind of guy to make a redstone contraption that fails and blows up in his face, and when the smoke clears from the explosion he is completely pitch black due to all of the ash, except for his eyes, which are still visible and go "blink blink" before he shakes the ashes off and is completely back to normal
bdubs the kind of guy to get an anvil dropped on his foot and then jump up and down while holding his now bright red (to indicate that it's injured) foot and cursing unintelligibly
keralis the kind of guy to see someone attractive and have his jaw drop to the floor and then have to scoop it back up
falsesymmetry the kind of guy to be asked to remove all of her weapons and place a sword on the table and then be told "all of your weapons" and sigh and then begin to pull out more and more weapons from increasingly wacky places
goodtimeswithscar the kind of guy to fly into the side of a cliff and leave a scar-shaped hole in it from the impact
rendog the kind of guy to get struck by lightening and have his skeleton be visible when it flashes
zedaph the kind of guy to go to sleep in a little nightgown and nightcap and lie in his bed and go "snork mimimi" while a little thought cloud appears above his head to indicate that he's dreaming of sheep jumping over a fence
mumbo jumbo the kind of guy to have a complex rube goldberg machine to wake him up in the morning, get him dressed, and make him breakfast
joe hills the kind of guy to be falling from a very high place, stop mid-fall to make a quip, and then continue falling
NOBODY FUCKING MOVE.
SOURCE: GRIAN'S INSTAGRAM
OH MY GOD.
Do you ever feel like you're forgetting something important ?
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From Grian's Hermitcraft S10E38