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Death is on the move, greenlighted by the government in all its infinite, unwavering wisdom and intelligence. Remember: you can run, but you can't hide... Actually, you can just walk and you're probably elude these stormtroopers. Tip: just head for some stairs...
Finally! Scientifically intelligent graffiti.
Hey, is that Mr. Drummond from Diff'rent Strokes? Sure looks like him. Man, time's must be tougher than I thought.
Just compared images:
Yep, it's him!
Guess he's practicing his own diff'rent strokes these days...
You know you are all-in with the game when you're still trying to hit it on top of a sarcophagus. That's legendary status right there, folks.
The pride flag of reality. Get over your sense of being outside. Come together and cease the separatist bullshit.
No one gives a great Goddamn fuck anyway, so just coast... tits
Which pride flag is this?
This is quite possibly the most human and spiritually beautiful thing I've encountered in a few days. I felt my eyes widen and the corners of my mouth spread further into a warm smile with each syllable. This lesson I shall carry with me for many a day.
A spiritual-thought provoking view:
Do you ever just take in the idea of ‘strangers’? Folks that you see just passing you by onwards with their lives. We hardly think much about it, which is fair, we’re so caught up in a million things occurring in our own lives, but so are they— and I think therein lies the allure of this.
Honestly, for a moment, realize just how beautiful it is. Every face that you pass by, every awkward eye contact, every back of the head you walk behind, every arm you bump, every heel you accidentally step on, everyone.
Each of these people are more than their bodies and initial glances, they’re souls who’s origins span eons, they all have Spirit Guides taking care of them, they have aspirations & goals, fears, wishes, dreams they’re still pondering the meaning of, a phone call or text message they’re looking forward to or dreading, decisions they’re contemplating, materialistic possessions, ways of analyzing situations, their faith, personal shames and guilts, their own personal & cultural values & beliefs, emotions and ways of dealing with them, personal secrets, their own quirky habits, personal fears, their favorite and worst memories they’ve made in this life thus far, loved ones & friends who’ve passed that they miss, their own traumas and the ways they’re healing, their own willpower with reason to conquer each day, their own expression of identity & the way they love, and most importantly, their own level of consciousness they’re doing their best at. But through all of this, every individual expression each lifeform shows, we find ourselves all connected by one simple, Universal factor: Divinity. Whether you come from Stars & Galaxies afar, whether you come from inside this Orbit, whether your origins are utterly unknown, we, as a unified collective, are all connected through the beauty and mystery of Source Energy, and we stem from the same Light & Love that emits through all beings journeying this life.
So, my friends, I ask you to practice a simple way of perception, try to find that same connectivity in all people you come across, no matter their race, their age, their sexual orientation, their gender identity and expression, their religion or lack thereof.
Let’s love more!
Peace, Love & Light to you all!
Mountain Dewd. Yes!
When you’re having a bad dysphoria day
Next...
Someone's naughty button is swollen...
I can hear the twisting of the knickers now...
Something else to offend people... Bravo!
Happy this shit went viral cause wtf
Kinda reminds me of something from the recent past... rewind to late 2015 and again to pre-election 2016: How many Clintonian insiders died mysteriously and/or prematurely?
THEY'RE ALL MURDERERS...
But eventually somebody with overactive gold-digging glands will try this as a means of racketeering and POP! goes the weasel...
Only a matter of time...
I’ll represent you in court :)
Tread, not tred... speaking of "cringey shit"...
sometimes I remember that I’ve had the same blog for my entire tumblr career and that there are backlogs and backlogs of cringey shit from my various regrettable phases just there for anyone to see if they want and I feel as if someone has tred across my grave
For My Red Queen
Are you awake, Red?
I am divided on your possible responses... I sigh in apprehension that I might have disturbed your blessed sleep, but hope that the curse that I am would have shaken you to widen those lashes...
The larger part of my fiery essence hopes you are awake, but the denser, smaller, and more dour condensed clouds of concern wish you to be deep in slumber... away from my toxins, my illness(es)
Either way, I'll greet the sun with reddened sclera and lyrics on my lips...
[My poetic gift to you this day, love...]
I love the sentiment, and the imagery in the brief narrative, but I have one question. If this scenario were to play out, wouldn't that make you a character similar to Wall-E?
My ultimate dream :-)
Id like to have a destroyed apocalyptic earth all to myself. id like to watch it grow and flourish from a barren destroyed wasteland while I live as an immortal cryptid patiently observing the new ecological structures that are developing.
Id like to build my own little home out of all sorts of junk and collect relics of the past and weird things I find. Ideally, id be able to create small clay and wire golems out of scraps that I find and bring them to life. I could watch these tiny sweet babies build little homes and find cool junk to bring back to my house. they’d live in and on the walls and id have a workshop where i could delicately and lovingly make new golems. me and all my babes could gather in an abandoned lighthouse for the bringing of life ceremony and watch a new golem come to life. we would live in harmony and i would reward them gemstones for a job well done which they would attach to their bodies like little badges. my dream world is an empty one, with a small house and a lighthouse. and a very cute city of tiny golems. that’s my ultimate dream and my ideal world :)!
I truly wonder if people think this kind of money just magically appears. What I wonder, though, is HOW is this money generated?
Reblog if you need this energy
I hope these misguided "idealists," those guided by their own self-indulgent desires, realize just this one thing: this nation takes treason, no matter how seemingly noble a cause that treason may don as a mask, as not only unconstitutional, but also punishable by death. There are better ways to create change, better ways that don't infringe upon others' rights and beliefs. But, go ahead with your angry, youthful violence... I'm sure someone, somewhere will remember you as heroic, even if that someone is, ultimately, wrong...
Ahhh, youthful idiocies abound, yet have no force...
Only 3.5% of the population is needed to overthrow the us government, 4% of the population is lgbt+
let go get this bread
Where do these people come from? Is there some hole in space that vomits forth moronic, race-baiting douche canoes, whose entire existence hinges upon them "connecting all the dots" to make everything about race? Hey, if you want to change things, then start having conversations and interactions with people while neglecting skin pigment. Focusing on skin pigment is wrong any way you look at it. People should be recognized for the value they possess, not their ancestry. When you rant about race and "take up the cause" for others who did not necessarily ask you for those things, you are truly mocking them and shoving them into controversy. Let it the fuck alone! Do some good ok, instead of adding to the bad...
Something I think a lot of fantasy roleplaying fans don’t pick up on is that the reason many games’ depictions of orcs and other “monstrous races” get criticised for being racist isn’t just because they’re dark-skinned and evil.
I mean, yes, there’s that, but it’s also that a lot of the tropes that are associated with orcs and such in fantasy RPGs are literally eugenicist rhetoric – and, more specifically, anti-Black eugenicist rhetoric – with the serial numbers lightly sanded off.
Like, you ever notice how common the following elements are?
Being capable of using complex tool and weapons, but relying on raiding and pillaging to obtain them, not because they’re incapable of making them, but because they’re simply too congenitally lazy to do so
Having an intrinsic drive to despoil and corrupt the fruits of civilisation, and in particular, taking pleasure in destroying beautiful things specifically because they’re beautiful
Being treated as childishly superstitious for believing in evil spirits, even though such treatment makes no sense from a worldbuilding perspective because they live in a fantasy setting and evil ghosts are objectively real
Reproducing rapidly and reaching sexual maturity quickly, typically at an age when a human would still be a child, with great emphasis placed on the danger of them “outbreeding” civilised peoples if left unchecked
Lusting for the women of other species, resulting in all manner of twisted half-breeds; “heroic” members of their kind are typically drawn from these half-breeds, who must struggle constantly with their base natures
Seriously, a lot of this stuff is copied and pasted directly from 19th Century eugenicist screeds about the intrinsic inferiority of the Black race – they basically just scratched out the n-word and wrote in “orc”.
(And no, you can’t pass it off as folks imitating Tolkien without realising what they were doing. While Tolkien’s orcs undeniably employ racist imagery and stereotypes, there it’s mostly anti-East Asian stuff, not anti-Black stuff. The incorporation of explicitly anti-Black tropes into fantasy fiction’s depiction of orcs is a more recent development, and at least some of the folks doing it absolutely knew what they were up to.)
These are thoughtful and honest tips. I just had to share them, because no matter my content or the urgency of the story or poetry that is trying to claw its way to the page, I, too, suffer distraction and creative implosion. These things work...
Does anybody have any writing tips for adhd writers?
Zing! I'm chuckling after reading this one...
So, basically, we're setting up to sift through a drifting cosmic debris field and our best scientific minds (yeah, that part is arguable...) hope to find something useful. In essence, that makes our human race the equivalent of The Scavengers from TWD. So glad our readers go forward this type of stuff...
Love it!
Dark
That moment when you realize that lightning is never going to strike you directly, just all around you... sighhhhhhh.... (in those moments, all you can do is breathe and push on, remembering that you still have the rain...)
Bad press… The artist deserves a much better write-up from someone a bit more articulate and with an attentive eye to correcting poor copy and composition. Try being less cute; instead, apply a little bit more attention to detail and content. The effort rewards itself.
These are merely suggestions, relevant if you are aspiring to reach a broader audience. Poor editing is an instant turn-off for a lot of educated readers, including yours truly. I know I’m not perfect, and I’ve made errors, but I'malso conscious of those facts and take the time to clean up my copy before posting. Just sayin’…
Illustrations by Yohey Horishita
Yohey Horishita is a Japanese freelance illustrator based in New York City. He was born in Kagoshima, the capital of Kagoshima Prefecture in Japan, and raised in this Deep South of Japan. Yohey moved to Jacksonville, Alabama alone, and graduated with BFA and MFA in Illustration from Savannah College of Art and Design. Now he lives in NYC, but has never lost his Southern belle personality and love in soul food. He has such an intricate sense of colour, complexity in line works, and also unique creative solution in his illustration, which gives him ability to work extensively. Follow him on @Tumblr. via
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Boy whore. If he takes on work from other males, he's probably a catamite. Either way, he's an arrogant little puke who deserves any and all STDs he contracts in life. Excuse me now, as I go vomit and then discuss with my daughter boys to avoid (or else Daddy will make said boys disappear...).
RIP Leonard Nimoy. LLAP More at PBS NewsHour. And more about Leonard’s life at Pioneers of Television’s site.
Johnny Cash did the best version of this ever, following his wife's passing. For him, that was real hurt...
I beg to differ. I do not nor have ever reaped any benefit from slavery. This is a vast generalization, and, frankly, an offensive one. Clarification or extraction?
It's the little things that matter sometimes...
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