Actually laughable how every single time I say “Israelis are human beings who don’t deserve to die” some unhinged weirdo comes into my mentions or my inbox to yell “SO YOU THINK PALESTINIANS ALL DESERVE TO DIE THEN???” Every single day. Every. Day.

Literally, what the fuck are you actually on about??? Stop projecting your violent dehumanisation fantasies onto me, you lunatics. If it is inconceivable to you that some of us actually don’t want ANYONE to die, that’s very much a you problem.

arthoesunshine / annalaura_art

life imitates art

Wisdom boundless as the oceans

My favourite quote from him is something along the lines of

and I think about that every time I have to look at a shitty PPT from my dickhead boss

“there is no power

in these points and no point to

this presentation”

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Thank you haiku bot for recognizing that this quote is poetry

Thank you haiku bot

for recognizing that this

quote is poetry

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Time lapse of house plants moving throughout the day.

Even if I didn’t have a solid plan, in the back of my head, I always assumed I’d kill myself.

Now I’m an adult and people my age have their lives in order and I’m stuck here, confused, because I never planned to be alive and I’m so far behind.

I feel like I’ll never catch up.

Hey all.

I want to make an addition to this. I made this post a long time ago.

I’m currently back in university, and I’ve made so much progress with my trauma. I’m in a loving relationship.

Things can and will get better. It’s not too late.

Nothing is perfect by any means. But I’m happy I’m still here and didn’t kill myself. I hope you get to that point, too 💕

The addition is important! I see the original post circulating a lot, but the addition is important!

New addition two years later. I’m still going strong!

I’m getting married. I’m still in that loving relationship.

I’ve learned that there’s no real timeline. It’s okay. And while it sucks that I lost time, there’s still so much for me to experience and enjoy.

Newest addition. 7 years after the original post!

I got married last month! My dog is laying on me snoring. I’ve learned to have healthy friendships and relationships. I’ve learned that I’m not alone and that even when things are hard, I’m going to be okay.

evangelical christians are missing out with the whole not believing in evolution thing, that shit's cool as fuck

like look at this shit

this is an example of what are known as homologous structures. because of the similarities in bone structure, it suggests that all creatures shown here have a common ancient ancestor

essentially these all have the same bones, but shifted, stretched, fused, and warped by evolution and time to serve the purpose the animal needed

and they all do have a common ancestor, as does all life on earth

look at this crazy ass tree showing EVERYTHING started as a teeny tiny ancient bacteria and evolved and grew over millions of years to fucking EVERYTHING, all life being connected to this singular point

idk abt you guys but to me that's cool as fuck and I hate that people don't teach it in schools based on what a book said

I love how arguments about evolution are this vs “but then why do monkeys still exist”

also fun fact: we have experiments showing that when we replicate Earth's conditions from ~3.5 billion years ago in a lab setting, it results in the spontaneous creation of amino acids and RNA and lipid layers that can create the boundaries of vesicles that regulate their own internal chemistry. Not only is all life related, but all of our science is showing that, under the Earth's conditions back then, it was entirely plausible for life to have generated spontaneously on its own

okay i had to look this up cause this sounded cool as fuck, I assume you're talking abt the Miller-Urey experiment in 1953 where they did in fact recreate all that

what I found interesting was they revisited the experiment in abt 2007-2008 and opened some leftover vials from that experiment and found that there were way more amino acids than they originally thought (14 amino acids and 5 amines, with a separate but similar experiment producing 22 amino acids and the same 5 amines)

they also found that these amino acids had hydroxyl groups attached to them, making it more likely that they'd form further organic compounds which is cool as FUCK

fucking love biology

also my favorite bit of all this: AUTOCATALYTIC RIBOZYMES.

for a rough introduction: RNA can fold to form enzymes, known as ribozymes. the shape and function of these ribozymes is directly reliant on the nucleotide sequence. some ribozymes can catalyze their own formation reactions in what is known as autocatalysis. basically all you need is one autocatalytic ribozyme which can turn common substrate into more ribozymes (which we've already established that RNA can polymerize on clay) and BOOM. population of ribozymes. each one is just one molecule but it's capable of replication and its effectiveness at doing so is directly related to its nucleotide sequence. these molecules evolve. mutate, reproduce, get selected. they've been observed to niche partition even! it's so so so fucking cool and I can't stop thinking about it.

Sometimes wild attraction shit happens when you learn to separate masc/fem from man/woman. I’ve known queer women find the femininity in a man attractive. I’ve known gay men get so hot and bothered by the masculinity of a woman.

There was once a guy who was not really my type but then he did drag and was suddenly wildly attractive to me. And since I’m bisexual it doesn’t give me a crisis when someone is suddenly hot to me in an unconventional way. I used to think this was particularly a bi experience.

Then I’ve met plenty of gay men and lesbians who are also chill about that sort of thing. Sometimes life is like that “oops made out with a twink in Brighton who turned out to be a lesbian who thought I was a lesbian” and sometimes it’s like “hey, I’m not normally into men but this guy has got something hot going on.”

an Iraqi gamer's beautiful review of Disco Elysium

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “do not stand at my grave and weep” after the poem by mary elizabeth frye. the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

Neil wrote a poem about that

X-Ray Supernova

Supernova are amongst the brightest objects in the Universe, and for a few months they can output more energy than our Sun does in the 10 billion years of it's expected lifespan. So it's no wonder, that when it comes to life on Earth like planets, having your atmosphere bombarded by huge amount of radiation from such events is not a good thing !

In fact, it's thought that several mass extinctions in Earth's history could potentially have had a inter stellar cause, so the probability of a nearby supernova is one of the variables that feed into where we expect to find Earth like planets that could sustain life.

Now, according to a paper published in arxiv.org, a group of astronomers propose a new potential danger from supernova, and one that could come even thousands of years after the event.

As a star collapses and goes supernova, a shock wave spreads outwards, spreading for light years in all directions. If the star has a particularly dense cloud of material around it, as that shockwave slams into it, it's heated up and emits huge amounts of X-Rays, transferring the supernova energy into high frequency radiation, and potentially flooding a nearby star system with a second blast of radiation, potentially far more deadly than the first one.

The team believe the potential range for such a supernova would be around 150 light years, making Betelgeuse thankfully out of range at 600 light years.

The paper gives further evidence to the lack of suitable places where Earth like planets can flourish, as too many stars going supernova around you is bad, but too few will mean the chances of an earth like planet even turning up around a star is much reduced.

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The Grim Reaper is waiting for me. Art by Ungfio

I’ve been making things, writing things, doing things and teaching things for 20 years. I’ve lived in 3 cities, 2 provinces and countless apartments and houses. I’ve been homeless with all my things in storage. I’ve moved across the country with stuff in a secondhand car. I’ve done plays for free. I’ve had a budget. I’ve believed in the show with every fibre of my being. I’ve cared so little and just put clothes on actors so they wouldn’t be naked.

I’ve held newly born animals in my hands. I’ve held dying animals in my arms while they breathed their last. I’ve held new babies and the hands of old people. I’ve held many, many feathers and stones and polished beach glass. I’ve held threads and fabrics older than me, made by people who died before I was born, worn by people I will never meet. I’ve sewn garments for people who will never know my name. I’ve crafted incredible costumes I will never keep, or even reasonably see again, for an audience of people who will never read the program, who might never remember seeing them.

I don’t want to ever stop making things. I don’t care if I ever make money for any of the things I make. I don’t care if the people I make them for ever know I did. I just want to do things that Matter. I want you to know that I made them because I love the process of Making and I don’t want fame, or riches, or whatever but at some point, somewhere, I hope someone notices. I hope I matter to someone. Somewhere. Someday.

My neighbor, an extremely flamboyant and delightful man who likes me because I have excellent taste in Halloween door decorations and also I like his dog, saw me picking up a Chewy box from the office today (fresh cat food).

Neighbor: Oh my gosh, you have a critter? I didn’t know that!

Me: Yeah, two tiny cats, Dearborn and Polk.

Neighbor: Best names. I had no idea, I’ve never seen them!

Both of us: *pause*

Neighbor: Because…they are indoor cats…due to living…in a condo building…and I am an indoor idiot.

Me: If it’s any consolation I have said much dumber things while being indoors.

Neighbor: Oddly, it is. 

I’ve been thinking about this post since last night, and wondering how to talk about this because I’m not sure how or if I should, it’s very strange.

I’ve known this neighbor since I moved in, and I didn’t mention him much because we would talk occasionally but nothing of interest to anyone other than me. During the early quarantine, we were generally the ones bringing up the entire floor’s packages from the mail room, and I gave him a couple of masks I made. So we’ve been in that limbo of “not really friends but friendly” where we talk about his dog or my dinner plans in the elevator.

Last night, as I was going out for a walk, a woman I’d never seen before stopped me in the hallway and said, “Do you know Mike in the other unit?”

I said I did, a little, and she said, “He’s my brother – he’s in the hospital.” 

I didn’t get all the details, but Mike was in some kind of accident and is hospitalized with severe head trauma, with low expectation of recovery. She and their mother are staying in his unit (another sister is looking after his dog) until things stabilize out, one way or another. 

I offered to help out if they need someone to run errands or look after the place or whatever, and gave her my phone number, the things a neighbor does. It’s just jarring and chilling, the reminder of how fragile life is. Mike celebrated his birthday like ten days ago; he’s about my age, lives alone with his dog, and after my own TBI eighteen months ago I can’t stop thinking about the close parallels and the luck I had surviving. 

In any case, where there’s life there’s hope; he’s Jewish (we’ve had a few conversations about holidays, and keeping kosher and such) so if anyone has the urge to say a Mi Sheberach for Mike son of Nona, I’m sure it would be appreciated. 

2022 has not made any damn sense and it’s not starting to now.

I didn’t talk about this again on the tumblr because I felt a little weird about it, but I had a couple of people contact me about Mike, and I had to tell them I was sorry to say he had passed, because I THOUGHT HE HAD. 

Walked out into the hallway today and fucking, there was Mike, big as life and twice as loud, and I said “Mike, what the fuck” and he hugged me. 

As far as we could tell while shouting at each other excitedly in the hallway, there was a game of telephone that happened because Mike was subject to a legit miracle. I got the news from the building office who had it from his mother, and the disconnect apparently came in when his mother said “Well, we’re taking him off life support tomorrow” and very understandably everyone assumed he would pass the following day.

Except they took him off life support and he just…didn’t die? The doctors said he might take a few days to pass so the family literally packed up all his shit and gave most of it away, they adopted out his dog, sublet his condo, and then one day like a MONTH LATER this tenacious asshole just woke the fuck up! 

He’s been in rehab for months and he’s still got some issues with his leg and his cognition, but he has all his memory, can read and write (they didn’t think even if he did wake up he’d do either ever again), knew who I was, seemed totally lucid and fine. He’s starting back at work in July. 

So he’s moving back in with no stuff, his poor dog died, he almost died of a TBI during a pandemic and woke up and the pandemic was STILL GOING ON. Meanwhile I’ve thought sadly about him when I walked past his door and been trying to process the weird grief of KIND OF knowing someone who died, along with a real sense of “That could have been me” and he’s been in River North lifting weights. 

Anyway I was on my way to Target so while I was there I got him a giftcard to buy himself some new home goods and a bottle of their finest $15 wine. 

So I mean. Guess the prayers worked, guys, job well done. 

WHAT THE FUCK. 

— Ursula K. Le Guin 

What if oxygen is poisonous and it just takes 75-100 years to kill us?

My science teacher said he thinks that’s true actually

Yeah this is actually pretty much exactly what is going on. It’s why anti-oxidants are such a big deal. Bonus fact: oxygen oxidizes stuff in your cells or, in other words, it’s not toxic, just setting you on fire very very slowly.

What if there are aliens out there but they subsist on entirely different substances and they’re just scared as shit of us and our crazy ass hell planet? Once in a while some alien anthropologist type suggests checking out the people on this inhabited planet out towards the galaxy’s edge. The other aliens just look at the naive academic with horror. No!! We do not go to that world. That is where the DEATH BREATHERS live. They recreationally consume poisons and are more or less composed of biological fire. Their atmosphere is made of rocket fuel. We must leave the DEATH BREATHERS in peace. Do not go there. Do not.

I tend to always reblog posts about humans being terrifying weirdos to aliens.

@brainsforbabyjesus

okay but…that is actually what went down on earth about 2.5 billion years ago.

Earth was doing just fine with a mostly nitrogen/carbon dioxide atmosphere and everyone was happy to go on living in anaerobic bliss and then cyanobacteria suddenly hit the scene, altered the atmosphere composition so that there was a ton of oxygen gas and killed practically everything (97% or more of all species on earth).

We are literally descendants of the DEATH BREATHERS and cyanobacteria is our deadly mother.

The cyanobacteria holocaust is so big, it doesn’t even have a cool name; it’s just called “The Great Oxygenation Event”; the *second* most apocalyptic extinction event in our planet’s history is the one that’s called THE GREAT DYING (the Permian-Triassic event, about 252 million years ago).

This shit makes like the rock-throwing that wiped out the dinosaurs look like kindergarten.

OH HOW I LOVE THIS POST. It makes me so much happier about being alive. I AM BURNING VERY SLOWLY. *hugs it*

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