i am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye

A very nice cat just greeted me like an old friend and escorted me from the bus stop to the shop while meowing conversationally and keeping perfect pace with me the whole way which was already incredibly charming but then it also waited on the corner by the shop, shouted to get my attention when I got out, and then chattered away while walking me back to the bus stop and demanded 5 minutes of little cheek scritches before wandering off into the night?? Who was he. Missed connections me 25M you cat of indeterminate age or gender interests nighttime walks do you wanna hang out again some time

had to get this out of my head

applying papier mache to the homie who fell asleep on the floor during the party and then using it as a mold to make a 1-to-1 perfect silicone sculpture of him which we place on the floor and gently interlace with him so it looks like he is sleeping restfully with the yin yang of his own somnolent form lol

fast car by tracy chapman btw. if you even care.

Tumblr is odd because you’ll see a mutual post something really profound like “the birds still sing for those who listen” and you see them 5 minutes later saying something like “need to be pegged.grilled cheese style”

A bread is one of the most vulnerable animals on earth of all time. It can die in a number of different ways, which include being smashed, being old, being rottened, being crumpled up, getting too hot, having water put on it, and having water not on it but being in the air a lot (the water (mist)). The bread’s favorite way to die is being eaten, but the world is a complicated place, and it does not care for what the bread wants, and so it dies in a variety of ways which are not the preference of the bread.

Humans are considered the bread’s natural predator, and also, are the bread’s mommy (make/give birth to the bread). Humans are a large species of ant or plant or ele phant with two grasping appendages which they use to give birth to the bread. They also have one hole which eats the bread, and some other holes, which the bread is not allowed near, generally.

Some bread can go in the fridge. Some bread has fruit in it. Scientists don’t know why, as putting fruit in the bread is considered yucky, and scientists have difficulty imagining an organism that likes yucky things.

There is the anteater, which is an organism that likes yucky things, but scientists do not need to imagine it, because it is real.

Second seven seder tarot-inspired cards for Passover on homemade card stock

VIII - Marror– Eat the bitter herbs

עַל־מִשְׁכָּבִי בַּלֵּילוֹת בִּקַּשְׁתִּי אֵת שֶׁאָהֲבָה נַפְשִׁי בִּקַּשְׁתִּיו וְלֹא מְצָאתִיו׃

Upon my couch at night I sought the one I love— I sought, but found him not.

IX - Korech - Eat a sandwich of matza and marror

שְׂמֹאלוֹ תַּחַת לְרֹאשִׁי וִימִינוֹ תְּחַבְּקֵנִי׃

His left hand was under my head, His right arm embraced me.

X - Shulchan Orech - Enjoy a festive meal

בָּאתִי לְגַנִּי אֲחֹתִי כַלָּה אָרִיתִי מוֹרִי עִם־בְּשָׂמִי אָכַלְתִּי יַעְרִי עִם־דִּבְשִׁי שָׁתִיתִי יֵינִי עִם־חֲלָבִי אִכְלוּ רֵעִים שְׁתוּ וְשִׁכְרוּ דּוֹדִים׃        

I have come to my garden, My own, my bride; I have plucked my myrrh and spice, Eaten my honey and honeycomb, Drunk my wine and my milk.

Eat, lovers, and drink: Drink deep of love!

XI - Tzafun - Find and eat the afikomen

יוֹנָתִי בְּחַגְוֵי הַסֶּלַע בְּסֵתֶר הַמַּדְרֵגָה הַרְאִינִי אֶת־מַרְאַיִךְ הַשְׁמִיעִנִי אֶת־קוֹלֵךְ כִּי־קוֹלֵךְ עָרֵב וּמַרְאֵיךְ נָאוֶה׃        

O my dove, in the cranny of the rocks, Hidden by the cliff, Let me see your face, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet And your face is comely.

XII - Barech - Grace after the meal

מִי זֹאת עֹלָה מִן־הַמִּדְבָּר כְּתִימְרוֹת עָשָׁן מְקֻטֶּרֶת מֹר וּלְבוֹנָה מִכֹּל אַבְקַת רוֹכֵל׃

Who is she that comes up from the desert Like columns of smoke, In clouds of myrrh and frankincense, Of all the powders of the merchant?

XIII - Hallel - Songs of Praise

אִתִּי מִלְּבָנוֹן כַּלָּה אִתִּי מִלְּבָנוֹן תָּבוֹאִי תָּשׁוּרִי  מֵרֹאשׁ אֲמָנָה מֵרֹאשׁ שְׂנִיר וְחֶרְמוֹן מִמְּעֹנוֹת אֲרָיוֹת מֵהַרְרֵי נְמֵרִים׃

From Lebanon come with me; From Lebanon, my bride, with me! Sing from Amana’s peak, From the peak of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the hills of leopards.

XIV - Nirtza - Concluding desires for the future

בְּרַח  דּוֹדִי וּדְמֵה־לְךָ לִצְבִי אוֹ לְעֹפֶר הָאַיָּלִים עַל הָרֵי בְשָׂמִים׃

Hurry, my beloved, Swift as a gazelle or a young stag, To the hills of spices!

go back to sleep puppy *holds chlorophyll over your face*

haha yay! *starts making sugars*

*dipping a dart into an unlabelled flask and loading it into my crossbow* you better not try anything stupid because i don't even remember what this one does

Isekai except the fantasy world is literally just like a ten minute hike away from everything else and has just explicitly never been found.

The protagonist gets hit by a truck but instead of dying they roll down a comically tall hill through like a mile of woods and then they wake up in a fantasy village

researching medieval file formats like .tapestry and .stainedglass

My train was late. AGAIN.

stop borrowing grief from the future challenge FAILED

some beetles cant fly but they dont mind. they are more armored than agile and in certain situations this is desirable

turns the page of my textbook. what eelse is there to learn

the common ancestor of all current day beetles was a sect of philosphers in ancient greece that took to creeping secretly within the earth as an ideal lifestyle

"i'm gay" "i'm straight" okay? it isn't my fault i was given those beans? you persuaded me to trade away my cow for beans? and without those beans there'd of been no stalk to get up to the giant in the first place?

a pigeongirl detective would say something like "hmm... i've got my suspigeons"