Whenever a new fantasy/historical drama comes out I eagerly look forward to the rants from the handful of people I follow on here who are deeply into historical fashion and costuming. It's like
people talk all the time about “primal instincts” and it’s usually about violence or sexual temptations or something, but your humanity comes with a lot of different stuff that we do without really thinking about, that we do without being told to or prompted to
your average human comes pre-installed with instincts to:
Befriend
Tell story
Make Thing
Investigate
Share knowledge
Laugh
Sing
Dance
Empathize with
Create
we are chalk full of survival instincts that revolve around connecting to others (dog-shaped others, robot-shaped, sometimes even plant-shaped) and making things with our hands
your primal instincts are not bathed in blood- they are layered in people telling stories to each other around a fire over and over and putting devices together through trial and error over and over and reaching for someone and something every moment of the way
More amphibien affirmations 💚🐸🌸
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Lol just found McDonald's doordash on someone's doorstep #hunter #gatherer
When you see it, you will think it strange and pitiful, but you will flee all the same Because it stares And flight has always served you well before. You will run for awhile, and it will be gone so you will return to your business.
When you see it again, you will think it foolish. How can it be so optimistic? But you will flee again, as before Because it still stares and Because running is easy for you.
You will run fast this time, and far. You will run until you are tired, and think Surely that is all. And you will return to your business You may even forget, for awhile.
But there it is, again And it stares, again. So you run, again. And run. And run.
You run until you have run farther than you’ve ever run. You run until your blood is fire And you cannot take another step. You cannot know, how could you? You were doomed from the moment it saw you.
Father son bonding time :3
the thing is, i think horror needs to have a little love. it needs to have an obsession. does the parasite in your body love you? it raises you from the dead, it sustains you. this is its body. this is your body. does the haunted house feel intruded upon? is it hungry? what is hatred but adoration?
a comic about different types of storytellers