There is a certain feeling of longing. Not sexual, not romantic, not specifically about anyone. Just a painful longing that has been destroying me. I want someone to cuddle. I want to have someone to call stupid pet names. I want someone who I can feel safe and vulnerable with. But, nobody knows what it is. Nobody who I have ever met has wanted to be my queer platonic partner, and I don't feel like this melancholy feeling will ever stop. I feel like I will never meet someone who wants to sit with me and play with my hair. This might sound stupid to others not experiencing this melancholy feeling, but to me, this feels more hurtful and more heavy than any romantic or sexual longing, because it has a feeling of unattainability. The feeling feels very bittersweet for some reason. It almost feels like something is so simple, but you specifically will never experience it. But, it is also beautiful in many ways, hence being bittersweet. I am sorry to the random strangers who come across my account with this post; this is not my normal content. As for my community, sorry for the venting and ranting.
holy fucking shit people simulated the 302 neurons in a worm’s brain with software, put it in a Lego robot and it behaves like a worm
http://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/weve-put-worms-mind-lego-robot-body-180953399/?no-ist
This morning, a white man named Robert Bowers entered Pittsburgh’s Tree of Life synagogue, shouted “all jews must die,” and shot 14 people. At least 8 so far are dead.
When asked if this reflected on gun control, the president of the united states said, “If they had protection inside, the results would have been far better…if they had some kind of a protection inside the temple, maybe it could have been a very much different situation. They didn’t — he was able to do things that unfortunately he shouldn’t have been able to do.”
This is victim blaming. He is saying that because these congregants had chosen not to defile a house of g-d with instruments of death, they were shot.
When building the Temple in Jerusalem, it’s said, g-d required the stones not be cut with metal tools, as such things could be used to kill people. We believe that instruments of death have no place in the praising of g-d. We should not be required to sacrifice this value in order to stay alive.
May their memories be a blessing.
Biggest fandom pet peeve is when people just "ball" Riz,,,he's not just ball. Or a ball. He's THE Ball. Put some respect on his name. It doesn't matter if it makes no grammatical sense. It's not an article anymore that's PART of the nickname. Does that mean you have to make Fabian sound insane? Yes. He already sounds insane have you listened to him. "Thank you The Ball," he says, "oh wow that haircut suits you better The Ball," he says, "my dearest The Ball please come over to my house again and help me find my crystal charger I already cast Enhance Ability on myself Fox's Cunning isn't enough. Save me The Ball, save me!" and you just have to deal with that. Also this one's even more personal and specific but capitalise it!! Capitalise The Ball!! It's a name, I think it should be capitalised. My autocorrect already does and I think that's really funny. Read this post lightheartedly please I don't actually care
this is probably the best compilation out there
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: Gen
Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
Relationships: The Bad Kids & Riz Gukgak, Riz Gukgak & Sklonda Gukgak
Characters: Riz Gukgak, Fabian Aramais Seacaster, Figueroth Faeth, Kristen Applebees, Gorgug Thistlespring, Adaine Abernant, Sklonda Gukgak
Additional Tags: Depression, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Overworking, Sleep Deprivation, Caffeine Addiction, Texting, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Sleepovers, this is a vent fic in the sense that i had one (1) coherent emotional impulse today and then had a ten minute panic attack over it, Campaign 01: Fantasy High (Dimension 20), Post-Campaign 01 Season 02: Fantasy High Sophomore Year (Dimension 20), Self-Worth Issues, [slaps roof of riz gukgak] this bad boy can fit so much projection
Summary:
"and when i'm lying in my bed / i think about life and i think about death / and neither one particularly appeals to me / and if the day came when i felt a natural emotion / i'd get such a shock i'd probably lie / in the middle of the street and die" - the smiths, nowhere fast Riz Gukgak keeps himself busy enough that he doesn't have time for nuisances like emotions or stress. His heavy schedule sits like a weight on his shoulders, holding down depression and anxiety that threaten to bubble up at any moment. But slowly, imperceptibly slowly, and yet somehow all at once, he begins to fracture under the pressure.
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I HATE frisbees
reblog this w your weirdest fear!!! mine’s balloons
Annnd as promised, here’s that write-up on betta genetics and what’s wrong with all those pretty genes. We’ve got pictures and everything. This is a full, comprehensive list of the various problems with domestic betta traits. If you’re in the market for a new angry pal, then there’s a list of “good” things to look for in a betta at the end.
Just a quick intro before we begin: I’ve been into fishkeeping for over a decade, I currently have 16 running tanks ranging from 5 to 440 gallons, I’ve got about 200 fish at the moment, and I’ve had a good 20 to 25 bettas of my own over the years. When I was younger, I even bred a pair of pet store veiltails together, and reared some of the fry into adulthood. So, this is information coming from someone has both seen these things firsthand and talked with many, many other betta keepers who have done the same.
This is my new betta, Embezzlement. He looks great, right? He really does! But he’s also quickly going blind as a result of his thickened scales growing over his eyes, his fins will end up dragging him down to the point of immobility as he ages, and he’s at high-risk for developing visible tumors all over his body. I’ll get into that under the cut!
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[[This is Isaiah Hine’s high school presentation on white fragility. You’re not going to get a simpler explanation, in my opinion, so if you’re white you should really read this. Below are Isaiah’s notes on each slide.]]
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What is White Fragility?
Robin DiAngelo is a professor at Westfield State University and author of What Does it Mean to Be White? Developing White Racial Literacy.
I’m sure you’ve all seen these ‘defensive moves’ in action before. “I didn’t mean anything by it” “I wasn’t trying to be offensive” “I have a black friend” “Not all white people”
People are often more worried about being called a racist than actually doing something racist. In America white people often don’t even have to consider race. They often think of themselves as “raceless” white is conditioned to be the norm and everyone else is considered “raced” or “colored”. White fragility allows white people to govern when and how race is discussed. White people expect to be educated on racism, and in a nice way.
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Why Is It A Bad Thing?
White people never learn as a result and are allowed to continue saying and doing racist things. White people prefer to hear these things from other white people but because other white people don’t know enough about racism, they cycle continues. When people of color do things like the BLACKLIVESMATTER movement, many white peoples responses were “all lives matter” this is white fragility. Proclaiming that black lives matter does not inherently mean that other lives don’t. This statement is made because society continually shows us that black lives don’t matter in america and these are the lives that need the affirming. We already know that white lives matter, it doesn’t need to be stated. White people are very used to being the center of things and when they aren’t it makes them uncomfortable.
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Why Does This Happen?
Most people don’t fully grasp the idea of systemic racism and that we live in a racist society that perpetuates racist ideas. We are socialized into white supremacy.
Text: Sometimes in the dead of night on the way to the kitchen for a glass of water, I see an extra door in the hallway, black and imposing.
I only drink hot chocolate.I don’t actually like coffee or tea.I’m Ace.It might have been faster to start with that.
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