a guide for new tumblr users:

-you aren’t required to reblog things, but refusing to do so may cause backlash. it is best to play along. many here consider a reblog to be sustenance or at least a token of good faith, and giving them such a gift will help them see you as a friend.

-never give them your true full name. it is commonplace to use a false name and you are encouraged to make this name as ridiculous as possible. if you give your true name they will immediately view you as an outsider. this can be dangerous.

-check your new followers. some of them won’t be real. you can always tell.

-use great caution when engaging in private conversation and when receiving messages. always make sure they are real, but remember the real ones can be just as dangerous.

-this has been their home for generations. it is not quite yours yet, but it will be. soon.

-do not venture off on unknown paths unless you are prepared to see whatever you may find there.

-you can chose not to see things in advance, but what’s seen can’t be unseen.

-you must manage your own seeing. they will not hold back.

-they will come offering you riches untold and pleasures beyond your imagination. do not follow. do not engage. run.

-names and faces are interchangeable and can be shed and changed as easily as clothing. beware the faceless ones.

-you’ve been told they cannot lie. by whom?

-some speak nonsense. nod your head and play along. engage at your own risk.

-no one knows what all lurks in the shadows. we do not wish to know. no matter how deep youve gone you can always go deeper. you will never come back out the same.

-you’ve already gone too far.

-there’s no real going back now.

-you can log out.

-but you cannot leave.

-welcome to tumblr.

sounds like a welcome to the internet parody- lord.

this is the most accurate guide to tumblr ive seen tbh

welcome to my house of mirrors, child. i will never let you leave.

motivation has been nonexistent,but yknow!! I’m still here,

@the-children-of-cyn

hello

Okay. Say you ask a small child to draw you a house, and they come up with something like this:

For the purposes of this analogy the child is shit at colouring in, because I only wanted to give the general idea.

So, we can all agree that the child who draws a house probably isn't trying to communicate anything in particular other than “look at this cool house I drew”, right?

Cool.

So… Why is it seemingly in the middle of nowhere, when most children live in houses with neighbours?

Why is the main body a square and the roof a solid triangle when that doesn't look like any house that has ever been built anywhere?

Why does it have a wood-burning stove with smoke actively coming out of the chimney, even though the sun indicates warm weather?

Why is the sun smiling? Why is it yellow?

Answer: because the child has seen picture books, and films, and the drawings of other children, and has on some level absorbed that this is what a house is meant to look like.

Face to face, the child almost certainly wouldn't know where to begin communicating “yellow is a colour culturally associated with happiness and warmth, and two dots accompanied by a curved line symbolically represent a smiling human face, so I have combined these attributes with the sun to convey that it is a very warm and pleasant day”.

Or “historically most houses in my country used fire for heat and cooking, and even though this is no longer the case for the majority of households, most media portrayals of houses are inspired by other, older, media portrayals and therefore include the chimney. I have chosen to follow this trend.”

Or even, “I have poor motor control because of my age, and large, 2 dimensional shapes are easier to draw than anything involving detail and perspective”.

Yet this is all information that you can pick up from detailed study of the house drawing.

Ultimately, it's not about what the writer intended. That's what the whole death of the author thing means.

If you think of literature like as a conversation, then think of all the analysis stuff that your English teacher keeps trying to get you to look at as like body language. It's the stuff that the other person doesn't even necessarily mean to communicate, but that can tell you a hell of a lot about what they mean.

Also, a poem written by a poet who got high is still a poem written by a poet.

People love to say dismissive bullshit like, "oh, that's just the drugs talking" but actually, drugs can't fucking talk! It is always the human being doing the talking regardless of how intoxicated they are. The drugs are not creating the poetry. The poet's mind is creating the poetry. A person doesn't stop being a person just because they took something.

David Bowie said he was so high the year he wrote the album Hunky Dory that he didn't remember writing it (in fact he said he didn't remember anything about the year).

This is the album that includes "Life on Mars?", which many people consider to be some pretty cutting commentary on Marxism and capitalism.

Bowie himself could not tell you what that song is about, or if it's about anything at all. But quite a few people have found a lot of meaning in it.

My teenager is working on a big art project for school and they said their meanings tend to be very surface level

Their work is about flora and fauna is a mix of bone motifs, animal shapes and natural flora intertwining to create one beast that symbolises the land

And when I pointed out that it seemed to me like a commentary on how the ecosystem works and every part is reliant on another and how life and death are two sides of the same coin they didn't go "no I was just doing surface level nature is cool" they went "oh yeah! I can see it now!"

And I've had that experience as well

Sometimes artists don't know the meaning until other people point it out

Kegare

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and thats how i met your mother,

Ew

Why emo gremlin the prequel no ourple?

oh do you want silent & traumatized the prequel no indigo?

my biggest source of insecurity is i don't think i'm actually all that weird

u guys have coddled me and my ego. i appreciate that so dearly. but it turns out i was destined from the start for the Middle School Weird Kid-To-Queer Autistic Adult (Who's Really Into Fungi/Golden Age Detective Fiction/Global Geography & Agricultural Exports Statistics) Pipeline. it's a standard lifepath. i've stopped fighting it. i've accepted i'm a basic bitch for my demographic. i'm making my way through the self-grieving process. stay strong, be better than me.