✹ Mourning Dove ✹

He was as tall as he was tall, and his eyes were the color they were. To describe his hair one would say that he had some. His face had all the features you'd expect, and none of the ones you wouldn't. "There he is," people would often say of him, but only when he was there. And they were right.

Honestly, y'all, I'm begging you. Take the time to think and learn for yourself. Even if it's just something casual like knitting or cooking. Exercise your brain. It's important.

It's always so weird to come down from the biology heavens to see what the average person believes about animals, plants, ecosystems, just the world around them. I don't even mean things that one simply doesn't know because they've never been told or things that are confusing, I'm talking about people who genuinely do not see insects as animals. What are you saying. Every time I see a crawling or fluttering little guy I know that little guy has motivations and drive to fulfill those motivations. There are gears turning in their head! They are perceiving this world and they are drawing conclusions, they are conscious. And yet it's still a whole thing if various bugs of the world feel pain or if they are simply Instinct Machines that are Not Truly Aware of Anything At All????? Help!!!!!! How can you look at a little guy and think he is just the macroscopic animal version of a virus

Getting moldy this semester

seeing people downplay markhelly's relationship really grinds my teeth in a way few things do. "they will be caught in five minutes" "she's an eagan, it will never work" IT DOESN'T MATTER. IT NEVER MATTERED. NOT TO THESE CHARACTERS NOR TO THE CORE THEMES OF THIS SHOW. if you can't see the heartwrenching euphoria in mark and helly trying to be together for one more minute, that even if they die at least it will be by each other's sides, that they will have had the agency, the freedom, to live for themselves and each other for even a heartbeat in the palms of their hands, then i'm afraid you never understood this story. not the beating heart of it, not the being human part of it, nothing

These guys partied too hard

My perfect thick idiot son, Calvin, who has never done anything wrong in his entire life except today when I let him climb my young redbud tree and he went to the highest branch and wedged himself in the crook of it and wouldn't budge and he's so big I was afraid that he might break the branch so I had to get a stepladder and get him down while the neighborhood jays that come by for peanuts whenever they see me in the yard freaked out and sat screaming on the fence to warn me that there's a snake very near me because I'm obviously too stupid to see it and clearly in mortal peril.

#Penguin chums