Hermit - Blog Posts
Its so pretty pearl! So pretty!! guys its them i love themm!!
I don't want to be a productive member of society. I want to make my art, play my games, and rest. Every little thing overwhelms me.
Having to get up everyday and maintain my body is exhausting.
Maintaining relationships is exhausting.
Having to get up and work while looking presentable is exhausting.
I'm so tired of being demanded of anything and everything. And I know I probably won't be able to rest until I'm either old and senile or dead.
I didn't ask for this, yet here I am...Slowly rotting away. There's no time to truly enjoy life, work, and be both physically and mentally healthy simultaneously, for the majority of your time.
I just want to get out of here and find true joy.
Thank you everyone in the notes, I have now started s8 ep1 from grians channel and it seems pretty good :) only mildly disappointed to learn it’s only a horror story when shipping is involved lol
Can someone please summarise hermitcraft??? I hear it’s a Minecraft series but it has weird eldritch eye things and it intrigues me. Is it like parkour civilisation but fucked up? I need answers or if it’s too big to sum up just tell me where to start I need a new hyperfixation
Hermit-A-Day, Day 6, Mumbo 🍷
I'm still really unwell and have a 12hr shift today, so, a Mumbo doodle is all I got in me to offer for now. I'll draw more of the tall drink of water another time.
gem!
i just realised that my photography skills r shit like what is that lighting
this was gems pfp btw its very cutesy so i wanted to try to paint it (i saw alot of people draw her w a braid and horns so i got confused and just did this)
Would you take a job as a professional hermit (also known as a garden hermit or ornamental hermit)? Yes, believe it or not, this was a real job in the Victorian era. In 18th and 19th century England, Scotland and Ireland, aristocrats placed ads like this in papers: "Wanted - Ornamental Garden Hermit". The profession required you to become a human ornamental folly on the grounds of a wealthy family estate whilst living in a cave or cottage, turret or hole, contemplating the human condition and enchanting the occasional passerby with your presence at the behest of the landowner. The less like a young English aristocrat you looked, the better. So they were often elderly men with long beards and loose clothes, resembling garden gnomes. Talk about a dream job! Who WOULDN'T want a gig like this? It's the Victorian equivalent of a Walmart greeter.
