“We Are Here, And This Is Now.” Constable Visit, A Strict Believer In The Omnian Religion, Occasionally

“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”

— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)

for my fellow southern/midwestern USAmericans: ain't it

the japanese “-ne?” particle and the british slang term “innit” serve the same function

"I thought this was meant to be a temple dedicated to learning!" The angry man's question was a statement. "We do not usually use such grand words," the librarian said, "but yes." "Then how come the building is full of fiction!" "You do not know what can be learned from fiction?"

"nothing is real atoms never touch each other youve never touched anything in your life" ok. well when i pet my dog he is soft and when he licks my hand it is wet and that is far more real to me than whatevers going on at an atomic level

Thoughts on Judas?

i think god’s first words to judas were: ‘you’ll end up hanged in a field.’ i think judas’ response was: ‘i’ll see you there.’

"the teachings of marcus aurelius tell you to go kill yourself, poster" is one of the most beautiful things i've seen on this site in a while

Yeah. Already blocked someone for missing the point. The matter was not that "there is always a better choice", the point was that there's always some other choice. If you can stand, you've always got the option of doing half a backflip and breaking your neck right where you stand. Should you do that? Probably not. But it is an option. So you can't say that "I have no choice but to be there doing this", when instead you can think "I can either be here doing this, or I could do half a backflip and break my neck. I'd rather be doing this."

If someone really believes they have no other choice but be seething on the internet, it's good to bear in mind that they don't have to live that way, they could also grant themselves the dignity of killing themselves. I have faith that there is a small, teeny tiny fraction of these people who would pause at that proposal and go "no, there's got to be some third option that's neither of them."

But most of them will insist they have no choice, and insist on continuing to seethe on the internet. They won't grant themselves the mercy of dying with dignity instead of living like that, so I have no sympathy for them.

Dark side of the loom

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

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

Dungeon masters, Minecraft players, fanfic writers:

A Noah Kahan concert, a kahancert if you will