found a dude who does VR cruisin and boozin and im IN LOVE
hey guys i made the tumblr default pfps but they're looking directly at you
Shit man, the Ice War on Europa is fucked. I just saw a guy bleeding out on the glacier and gazing at Jupiter like it was an angel. The camera didn't even go onto him, that's how common shit like this is. I have no fucking clue what green looks like any more. I think I just heard someone talking about how they wouldn't waste bullets to help some dying kid feel warmth one last time. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
Is and continues to be my favorite dance video. Dude’s so unexpectedly fluid.
> High score! What happened? Did i break it?
> You don’t see too many YouTube videos from 2005..
Weird to think that was almost a 10 years ago.
spare thought for the enslaved shepherds in greek mythology/tragedy who rescue the exposed doom babies... sometimes they know why the baby was left to die, sometimes they don't. they just — it's a baby. no one else wants it. you can't leave it here. what harm could it do. it's a baby. you want it to live. it's a baby
Incredibly fucked up that flowering plants weren’t really a thing until the Cretaceous.
Think about it. We had all of these huge, big-brained vertebrates well before we had grass
Stegosaurus never ate fruit because fruit didn’t exist yet
I know in my heart he would have fucking loved berries
Sometimes I think about sentient plants. Not ambulatory sentient plants, but plants that still grow instead of moving except they can control their growth
If you want to be over there you have to grow in that direction and put some roots down and once you're there you'll still be here too.
Plants that could build henges if they wanted to, but they'd have to grow around the stones to shift them and then grow in the direction they wanted to move the stones. Architects forever wound around the things they build, inextricable from their own art.
Or perhaps they die back eventually, all things die, and you can tell the really old henges, the really old monoliths and sculptures, because no one is part of them any longer.
A Chinese Water Deer taking a swim with her fawn
Photograph by Hans Watson