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( or shenanigans au for short)
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About ten years ago I decided that the next step I needed to take in my life was to accept and explore what it meant to be a failure and to have failed. This infuriated almost everybody in my life and clearly terrified a lot of people. People do not want you to accept failure. They dont want you to like... Sit with and think about it and pick it up and turn it arpund in your hands and really examine it. They want you to keep throwing yourself against the impossible walls until your body explodes! They do not want you to say "alright then, I've failed. What does that mean for me? Im still here. What does the life of someone who has failed look like?"
This makes people very angry and panicky.
My mental health improved in ways it had not in the previous DECADE once I stopped. And. Sat. With failure. And thought about what my failure ... Was. And looked at the structures that produced it and examined them critically.
It is so taboo to fail and admit it openly and talk about it. It is so taboo to talk about or think about failure in an accepting way rather than hiding it shamefully until you experience a degree of success in some area which allows you to present the past failure as "a stepping stone" to your current situation. Fuck that. We are put in positions of guaranteed failure by society every day and then punished and shamed for it. Lets fucking talk about failure
obsessed with this photo my friend took out of her window of just a random ass wild rat in her lemon tree. who is he
(via @mawziee ) #WE HAVE THOSE RATS WE HAVE THOSE RATS #THEYRE ROOF RATS THEY EAT LEMON SKINS NOT EVEN THE WHOLE LEMON JUST THE SKINS# THEYRE FUCKING FREAKS WHO EAT LEMON SKINS #AND YOUR WAKLING OUTSIDE HOPING TO GET A LEMON FROM YOUR TREE AND THERES JUST A BARE ASSED LEMON HANGING FROM THE TREE AND ITS HORRIFYING #ITS GROSS ITS WEIRD ITS NOT NORMAL BEHAVIOR BUT IT IS NORMAL TO THEM THE RATS THAT EAT LEMON SKINS AND I HATE THEM #FIRST THE LEMON WASPS AND NOW THE LEMON RATS OUR POOR TREE CANT CATCH A BREAK
thank you for the important whore lore
whore lore
Me, literally, actually less than a week ago: “haha I think perhaps I shall check out the rest of the discography of the band that made brass goggles- oh hey the musicians are wearing makeup in most of their stage performances- oh cool it seems there’s lore-”
Me, now, in the present day, because robots:
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lol how they looked at each other when the song started like oh shit this our jam lolol
y'all know that whole left-brained/right-brained thing is fake right? and the "brain fully develops at age 25" thing? and the "we only use 10% of our brains" thing? yeah they're all complete horseshit please yell at anyone who says them
okay people are doing nuance in the notes about the kernels of truth in neuroscience myths but I really really need you to understand that that is not important here. people don't believe there are "right-brained" and "left-brained" people because they've misunderstood lateralisation of the central nervous system, they believe it because that binary framework was deliberately pushed by people who wanted to define who was logical enough to lead, and surprise surprise, white adult heterosexual men are left-brained. people don't believe the brain "finishes developing at 25" because they've misunderstood life stage differences in neuroplasticity, they believe it because the idea that children, teens, and young adults have inferior brains is a convenient rationalisation for a society that marginalises them. people don't believe you "only use 10% of your brain" because they misread an fMRI study, they believe it because it's useful bullshit for everyone from hyperindividualist historical revisionists pushing the great genius concept of scientific progress to hucksters recruiting for cults that will teach you to unlock your latent telekinesis for just $5000 a month. that's why it's fucking important to know that many popular science ideas are false and to push back on them loudly and frequently, because they're not just mildly incorrect, they are often active components of systems of violence.
@elodieunderglass, this seems like it belongs in your archives
It does thank you!
100 year old Galapagos tortoise with a few weeks old Galapagos baby posing for a new family photo, and its own baby photo from 100 years ago.
love that for 100 years people have looked at these beasts and thought “heehee what if the big one wore the little one like a hat”
I love animals that are, like, the opposite of cryptids: we know for a fact they exist and have a clear idea of what they look like because we have photographs and individual specimens, but we haven’t the faintest idea where they’re coming from - they just keep showing up out of nowhere, and the locations of their actual population centres are a complete mystery.
I so want examples. anyone who knows of any should post them in notes
You know, like giant squid and such. We know the bastards exist, we have credible first-hand accounts stretching back thousands of years and dead specimens washed up on shore and such, but in centuries of searching we’ve managed exactly one well-documented encounter with a giant squid in its natural habitat. We have no idea what their native range is or what their life-cycle looks like, let alone how many of them are out there.
Are there any reverse-cryptids that /aren’t/ at the bottom of the ocean?
The red-crested tree rat, for one. There have been only three well-documented encounters since 1898, and they just plain disappeared from the zoological record for over a century. The only reason we know they’re not extinct is that one walked right up to a couple of wildlife research interns at a Columbian nature reserve back in 2011, apparently out of pure curiosity, and allowed itself to be photographed and observed for several minutes before disappearing again.
That’s genuinely pretty cool and all, but I absolutely need to talk about how the picture in that Wikipedia article looks like a tiny eldritch horror disguising itself as a peach.
To be fair, based on the actual photos from the 2011 encounter, they really do look like that:
Eels WERE this, until we figured out that they breed in the Sargasso Sea.
Drove Freud insane, though.
great white sharks are everywhere all over the world, but for a hell of a long time we didn’t know where they bred, how they bred, where they go, and what they do there, and even today there’s a lot of questions remaining.
like, sometimes they hang around the coasts. sometimes they fuck off to a particular location called ‘the shark cafe’ halfway between california and hawaii for a hundred days and then fucking off again. we still don’t fucking know what they’re doing around cape cod, other than showing up sometimes. in the year 2000 an orca ripped a shark open right in the middle of one of their shark party hangouts off the coast of san fransisco and every shark in the area just left. one radio tagged shark was recorded as submerging immediately to 1,600 feet and swimming off to hawaii. at other times, great whites have been spotted just chilling right near orcas without a problem. maybe they form groups; maybe they have families and clans. sometimes they seem to move in little packs like wolves. we thought they lived for about thirty years and now it turns out the females don’t even sexually mature until their thirties; they might live to be anywhere from forty to seventy. they’re characterized as remorseless maneaters but don’t even like the taste of humans much; however, it could also just be that they like to kill seals by making one big drive-by chomp and then wait at a safer distance for the seal to bleed out, and humans tend to swim over and rescue each other before that happens.
great white sharks are so much weirder, smarter, longer lived, and more complicated than we thought they were and to this day we still don’t know a lot about what’s going on with them. but they’re also just… all over the damn place. doing their thing. whatever the fuck that is.
i just walked past the apartment beneath mine and through an open window i could hear my downstairs neighbor crying faintly while the song jolene played in the background and im just like… bitch are you okay…?
I actually ended up going back downstairs to check on her and brought some leftover cookies I baked this afternoon. she’s very sweet and going through a Breakup Mood™️ after being cheated on. she’s coming over to my gf and I’s annual bad movie night on Friday and she even let me pet her cat named Clarence
my gf thinks it’s funny but very fitting that our downstairs neighbor was able to summon a concerned lesbian just by playing jolene while crying about being done dirty by a man
reblog to summon a concerned lesbian in your hour of need
"If I were orpheus I wouldn't look back"
But we look back everyday- rechecking emails, making sure a friend is still behind you, checking to see if you remebered to pick up your keys. It's second nature, a habit of care.
It was second nature for him too. He looked back, not out of weakness, but love. For what is love, if not to look back?
STOP no more live-action remakes. We're going the other way now. Animated Casablanca. Animated The Godfather. Animated Oppenheimer. Animated Fight Club.
Animated Goncharov.
Definitely that one.
unless, hear me out...
Muppet Goncharov
Look at these idiots who haven't seen Gonzorov (1993).
Reblogging entirely for Gonzorov.
this is basically a short horror film