Sometimes Little Pleasures In Life Are Loadbearing. Whenever Someone Is Like "If You'd Just Give Up Tea

what up witches

Remember, history was awful. Never trust the romantics.

It'd be neat to grow a huge fucking beard, get some sort of basic training of a bunch of different counselling certificates, and then offer services as a wizard advisor. Gonna be doing crafts while giving sessions, like

client: I'm scared that everyone secretly hates me and pretends that they don't, and one day they'll all just finally be sick of me and just all drop me all at once.

me, lounging on the couch wearing an embroidered robe, cross-stitching a huge tapestry depicting a dragon fucking a car: This vision of a future that you have foreseen is grim and it troubles you, as it has time and time again in the past. And yet of what I have seen, not once has it come to pass. How likely do you think it is, that this time should be different?

I low-key love the fact that sci-fi has so conditioned us to expect to be hanging out with a bunch of cool space aliens, that legitimate, actual scientists keep proposing the most bizarre, three-blunts-into-the-rotation "theories" to explain the fact we're not.

Some of my favourites include:

Zoo Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they're not talking to us because of the Prime Directive from Star Trek? (Or because they're doing experiments on us???)

Dark Forest Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they all hate us and each other so they're all just waiting with a shotgun pointed at the door, ready to open fire on anything that moves?

Planetarium Theory: What if there's at least one alien with mastery over light and matter that's just making it seem to us that the universe is empty to us as, like, a joke?

Berserker Theory: What if there were loads of aliens, but one of them made infinite killer robots that murdered everyone and are coming for us next?!!

Like, the universe is at least 13,700,000,000 years old and 46,000,000,000 light years big. We have had the ability to transmit and receive signals for, what, 100 years, and our signals have so far travelled 200 light years?

The fact is biological life almost certainly has, does, or will develop elsewhere in the universe, and it's not impossible that a tiny amount of it has, does, or will develop in a way that we would understand as "intelligent". But, like, we're realistically never going to know because of the scale of the things involved.

So I'm proposing my own hypothesis. I call it the "Fool in a Field" hypothesis. It goes like this:

Humanity is a guy standing in the middle of a field at midnight. It's pitch black, he can't move, and he's been standing there for ages. He's just had the thought to swing his arms. He swings one of his arms, once, and does not hit another person. "Oh no!" He says. "Robots have killed them all!"

DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE NEANDERTHAL CHILD WITH DOWN'S SYNDROME? Because they're all I've been thinking about when I'm sad for the past few days. Their existence makes me less sad.

Can confirm this actually works

I was in some intense burn out for over a year, every day was a fight to get myself to do anything, and one of the many micro adjustments I made that helped me get out of it was giving myself permission to not worry about the pile of things that feel impossible, and just do what feels good in the moment. Lying down and taking a nap, taking a shower, eating a little treat, talking to the people that brought me comfort, cuddling my stuffed animals, making creature noises to shake the knots out

I wouldn't have been able to get to the point where I could take a shower or buy myself a little treat if I didn't rest first, give myself permission to say fuck it, it doesn't matter right now, I want a nap, and just lying down with my eyes closed even if I couldn't actually sleep

After that, each step gets easier

Please let yourself rest, it's literally the most important part

this randomly blew up on twitter so i figured i’d post it here bc lord knows everyone on this app is neurodivergent

Apparently there was some kind of race scheduled at a local park or something so I've been trying to avoid the main trail but a little while ago when I had to cross near it I overheard the following shouted exchange

Higher feminine voice: woo, look at you go! You're jogging! Keep it up!

Lower masculine voice (panting): you know it! Last place is still a place, baby!

And goddamn if that didn't rewire my brain a little bit.

Last place is still a place, baby.

staying close w people long distance really is about the mundane stuff. i get texts like "made quesadillas" "spilled mop water all over the floor :(" "lady on the bus has not one not two but three tiny dogs in her purse" andits like wow. i love you more than words can express