So I’ve Got This Really Small Bathroom Spider. I’m Talkin Super Teeny Tiny, Like Micron Sized, This

We picked you because we saw greatness,

We picked you because you were the best.

We picked you and you loved us,

And we loved you too.

We called you a name,

We made you home.

Between our game,

Between the unknown.

When we made you a new house,

We loved you.

When we knew it was a coffin,

We loved you.

When we kissed you nose goodbye,

We loved you.

When we sent you to the sky,

We loved you.

You were confused, most likely,

Scared, certainly.

And we loved you.

As the engine died,

As you were left alone in the dark,

No one you could recognize around,

In a space too small yet too vast.

Did you know that we loved you ?

Did it matter ?

You died like a star,

And we never saw you again,

We were the reason, I'm afraid.

At never again, my friend.

thinking about how the bible is all affect. about how it is an oral thing, a leak between bodies, a murmur between lovers or a yell at a wound or a song in a nursery. the bible is a language that falls over itself. it is a word left untranslated. i am thinking of סֶֽלָה (selah), a transliterated word that means nothing except for when it means everything—it is a word that is really a sigh. or, i am thinking of יהוה (yhwh), the name of god that is no name at all but instead the panting of breath. affective, rhythmic, pulsing, the bible and its language can't catch up to itself. it was never meant to. cantillation and intonation can do no good with a text in excess. nor anything the masoretes did, nor new lexicons either (הַֽלְלוּ/hallelujah can't attach itself to meaning, no matter how hard you try)

unfortunately, “it’s complicated” continues to be the correct answer to most questions worth asking. yeah I’m annoyed about it too

“We are here, and this is now.” Constable Visit, a strict believer in the Omnian religion, occasionally quoted that from their holy book. Vimes understood it to mean, in less exalted copper speak, that you have to do the job that is in front of you.

--Terry Pratchett, Night Watch

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I think I met a new role model this morning, in the form of a professor.

When a student appeared tired, he said, oh are you tired? You didn’t have coffee maybe? That’s fair I only had three which is less than half than my normal consumption so forgive me if I’m not well woken up!

(Can’t insist enough on the fact that it was morning.)

Then he put a slide of his presentation and it was a species of animals and he went like ah yeah I’m supposed to talk about them to you but I don’t like them so I won’t! Next slide!

Other citations include:

So, you were all taught than the brain is three parts then 5, and I’m sorry to tell you your professor lied to you.

So, we don’t actually know how octopus brains work, or if they really have a brain, because when we try to study them they try to escape. And when we present them with a simple activity, they do something else instead. (For exemple, a typical activity would be pulling a lever to have a treat. An octopus broke the lever and played with it).

It’s actually harder to study octopus and crows than rats because they get bored.

Okay, you’re supposed to identify this picture, but you won’t be able to and that’s fair, so let me tell you what it is.

I put that info here because it’s cool but you don’t have to learn it. But you could, cause that would be a cool fun fact to tell your friend while drinking beers this evening.

Also important to tell that this man was very badly dressed, seemed to not have slept in like half a million years and not seen a hairbrush in even longer than that.

Im gonna have class with him next week as well and I can’t wait.

Someone: “People would never do anything without monetary gain”

Dungeon masters, Minecraft players, fanfic writers:

naw. i think the monkey part of my brain just thinks that trees are Safe. besides god would have needed to climb up the tree if he wanted to smite me, which would’ve opened him up to getting kicked in the head. if the romans could kill him for three days with t-posing im pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to make it up my tree, which would’ve turned the whole thing into a siege, and i can say right now there’s a 0% chance of god being able to out-wait an autistic kid in a tree. he’s gonna get called away on some godly task in an thirty minutes tops but that kid has nowhere to go until lunch. easy win.

I can't debate this logic it's pretty sound

yeah we might be brothers in christ but so were cain and abel so shut the fuck up before i decide to find a rock about it