go boldly

i entirely do not give a fuck if men are getting their feelings hurt because one of them saw a lesbian or a woman with trauma say "i hate men" twice in one week or whatever. like are we for real serious. i'm going to say this in the nicest way possible : grow thicker skin & get over it.

this is so stuuupid like why am i even seeing this argument LMAO. "you cant hate half of the population" a little secret is that a majority of the time saying I hate men is actually this thing called a hyperbole, usually used in times of venting. pretty cool. the second thing is that men already hate the other half of the population and get away with it every single day since the beginning of time. and also try to kill us.

i read CS Lewis’ A Grief Observed one time years ago and i’m still not recovered from it

— A Grief Observed: part i-ii, C.S. Lewis x

I need y'all to understand that he wrote this famous passage in the middle of her brief remission -

A Grief Observed is Lewis' most vulnerable, authentic work and is more worth reading than everything else he wrote combined.

average gay interaction

this ai generated origami tutorial is sending me

I don't know what's funnier, the complete nonsense folds or the fact that one step is just. pair of scissors. famously not used in origami.

So a nifty thing about rights, fictional or otherwise, is that you don’t get to pick and choose who they apply to

I think the whole tag rant is incredibly valid but highlights:

1$ flea market score. Tiny glass 1960s perfume bottles. I love them.

Can you swap their heads ?

omg you can

Their meeting was foretold in the ancient texts

he would not fucking say that but it’s he would not fucking talk about his queer identity like he was reading out of a college campus lgbt center brochure

Yes I like fictional characters a very normal amount. Don’t look at my blog.

Same energy

oh he's in love in love

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The pastoralist fantasy of "modern life is too stressful so I should move to a remote area and do hard labor" is so funny

I have a theory about that.

I think that what people want, when they talk about a pastoralist fantasy is actually an anti-capitalistic fantasy: i noticed, even from my experience, that most people don't mind phisical labour if it gives them results: actual, tangible, results.

Once my boss asked me to copy every article from a website and paste them in the new one. It took me roughly four hours for three days to do and my soul was slowly leaving my body. It was easy work, i mean who wouldnt want to earn money to just click here and click there, rinse and repeat? But it was boring, ripetitive and basically useless.

But when I take some time and clean my house, i sweat, i am tired but... satisfied. I see in front of me the result of my hard labour and I am happy, or at least i don't think i wasted my time.

So the fantasy of working hard but at least getting something out of it is appealing: why do people work in kitchens? Or bakeries and wake up at dawn to make bread? Or any hard job like that? I knew a guy that had the possibility of having every job he wanted, but he opened a bar and couldnt be happier.

This is my idea, i'm not a student in sociology or anything but I hope i made a point.

I have two degrees, and my previous job was the marketing department head for an international biotech company. I was well-paid, but dreaded work every morning. The endless cycle of low-grade manipulation and feeling like “making money for someone else to pocket, HELPING no one else” felt miserable.

I left and now work at a garden center. I haul around plants and educate people about them, so they can make informed choices. I help people, and seeing the plants grow under my care is wonderful. My soul is flourishing, my heart is at peace. My coworkers are all honest (as far as I can tell), and there’s no push for upselling or pushing people to buy stuff if it’s not very suited for their landscape.

Even if my wallet is a lot lighter these days, so too are my worries!

I worked IT in a city and fuck. People try to controll your every second. Faster! More efficient! You took a second too long to type that. You drove 56 kmh but could have gone 58 without getting caught. I messaged you a minute ago but you didn't reply so I walked to your cubicle to ask you. Also let's have an efficiency meeting. You are too slow. That's your feedback. How long will that task take? Can we somehow shorten that?

And all for what? To manipulate the user to buy product. Not to improve the website mind you. Whenever I suggested: hey, our website is not useable for the visually impaired/people with motor problems. I got back an: we don't care they're too small of a market value

So can you really blame me for fantasizing about a life where I can just plant flowers and vegetables and walk everywhere without the need of manipulating people and mikromanage my every second

my current job is managing a plasma cutting machine, so i have to spend a lot of time dragging big chunks of iron on and off conveyor belts and i end up sore and filthy at the end of every shift, and usually a bit scratched up.

but it’s third shift and there’s no supervision whatsoever, so while the machine is running, i can type on my phone. i’ve written most of a novel so far with my thumbs, covered in grease and iron dust. and i also produced a lot of construction materials for bridges, dams, warehouses, and skyscrapers.

i really like my job.

This is Marx's theory of alienation.

When people are removed from the tangible results of their labor, they become distressed and dissatisfied - and this is the result of capitalist profit-focused processes.

WHY does the inner ear have a direct line to your stomach? What evolutionary advantage is there to throwing up when you're dizzy?

When your ancestors were fish, this:

The inner ear positional system reports data about your position in three dimensional space in relation to gravity, accounting for acceleration.

Throwing up when you're dizzy might make the predator drop you.

... That makes sense but also why is it always because fish

don't diss your ancestors

they also gave us some other weird shit in your middle ear that means singing with other people gives you euphoria

Songxiao don’t fuck, they make LOVE. Tenderly. Under the moonlight.

Couldn’t pick between them pre-canon or in yet another post-canon fix-it. So I didn’t.

sometimes life puts you in the same situation again to see if you’re still a dumbass

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