whenever you see C#m on a chord sheet you know the musician was just playing bar chords and couldn’t resist the temptation of the most annoying chord in the god damn book
so i just noticed that c sharp minor is a bit shocking to read when spelled out in shorthand
whenever you see cum on a chord sheet you know the musician was just jackin it
I have a thing to get to but had to get this out real quick
This is what “your emotions are valid” means.
It doesn’t mean that any random shit you do is fine so long as you’re angry or sad. It means that the anger and sadness is fine, attacking the emotion is pointless, and it’s your behaviour in response to it that can help or harm.
i want you all to know that there is an artist (carmen papalia) who, after he started using a white cane, assembled a 12 foot long white cane and began using it in downtown vancouver. the length of the cane made it functionally useless as a device and the only purpose it served was making him an obstacle for sighted people. dare i say… 2019 goals
therapist to sighted patient: long cane isnt real and it cant hurt you
carmen papalia:
[id: a dimly lit photo of carmen papalia using his 12 foot “long cane” piece. he walks casually behind it. the cane takes up the majority of both the photograph and the sidewalk.]
Okay I went to a conference where this guy was a keynote and he’s so fucking cool. He’s done a ton of art around disability rights. The twelve-foot cane is really cool, but here are some of my other favourites:
From the series on replacing his cane, this is one where he replaced his cane with a megaphone and would stand at intersections repeating “I can’t see” until somebody would stop and help him cross the street
Another cane replacement, this time replacing it with a high school marching band who would change the music depending on if there was something in the way or not.
A museum intervention where he got people at the MET to go through the museum with their eyes closed and experiencing touching things he’d gotten permission to touch (the floor in this image) and just exploring a visual art museum blind.
The Blind Field Shuffle, in which he has dozens of people form a conga line behind him with their eyes closed and leads them on a blind tour of the city - literally the blind leading the blind.
Wish I could find a better photo, but this is a museum gallery he curated where the works are almost at floor height, making them accessible to children, little people, and people in wheelchairs, but requiring abled people to bend down or sit on the floor in order to see them properly.
In short, this man is amazing and I love his work.
id’s in order
[begin id 1 of 5: a photo of carmen papalia from the upper torso up holding a megafone to his face while walking on a sidewalk. He is at the forefront of the image in the camera’s left corner, and the megafone takes up a lot of the corner. behind his head stretches the sidewalk and road, with a fence and trees on the other side of the sidewalk on the camera’s right. he’s speaking through the megafone with a neutral expression. it has captions that read: “I can’t see you” four times. end id 1 of 5]
[begin id 2 of 5: a photo taken across the street from where carmen papalia is standing at a crosswalk and facing the camera with a marching band behind him. the marching band’s conductor has his back to the camera and is in the middle of conducting as some people watch from the camera’s right. end id 2/5]
[begin id 3/5: a photo of two people who are kneeling on the floor of a museum, one has straight mid length dark hair, the other has long hair tied back. The one with their hair tied back is guiding the other person’s hands along the floor, both look happy. there are museum goers in the background and to the camera’s right. end id 3/5]
[begin id 4/5: a photo taken of carmen papalia walking down a sidewalk towards the camera with his cane. he is leading a long group of people who have their eyes closed. half the line is approaching a turn in the sidewalk that the others have already taken. most of them look happy. Carmen and people close behind him have more neutral faces. there is an onlooker from the camera’s right who looks like an officer of some type, his expression is neutral. end id 4/5]
[begin id 5/5: a photo taken from a low pov of a museum display where all the images are close to the ground. Someone is standing close to the camera but facing away, i think it’s carmen papalia. there are a few people sitting on the floor looking at the artwork. end id 5/5]
It’s like someone briefly joined the team running the universe, introduced their idea for a cool mechanic, then left, and now everyone is stuck pretending that this wildly unbalanced dynamic makes sense.
5k notes and I’ll stop putting off cleaning my room.
Alright! 7k notes and I’ll fight my doctors, put in genuine effort to improve my life and mental health and take care of myself instead of trying to ignore being ill
You CANNOT serve from an empty vessel but go off I guess
OP what does this mean?
When your friends are hungry, you cannot serve them from an empty breadbasket, no matter how good your intentions. When they’re thirsty, you cannot serve them from an empty pitcher, no matter the effort you put in.
We have to stock ourselves with good things before we are able to give them away, and if we are too exhausted to make bread, we must rest before we can make it to serve our friends. If we are too hungry to serve, we must eat some bread ourselves first.
It’s a metaphor for emotional exhaustion. When we wear ourselves down it makes it difficult or impossible to help the people around us, and all the effort and good intentions in the world can’t make up for the fact that our vessels are empty. It’s hard to not want to serve when our friends are in trouble, but trying to serve from an empty vessel often leaves both of you floundering.
On the contrary, when we care for ourselves and are kind to our body and mind, we are full vessels, and serving the people around us becomes easier. That’s why it’s important to take time for ourselves once in a while, to refill ourselves with good things.
In the event of a sudden pressure change, put on your own oxygen mask before helping a companion with theirs if needed.
I have never seen this concept so perfectly and eloquently articulated.
That pregnancy test has… bluetooth? Wha- wait, what does “Win” do? Isn’t there a key on the row with the spacebar (meta)? SO MANY QUESTIONS!
The keyboard is not part of the pregnancy test. I had to add that in order to have enough buttons to play doom, as previously the test only had two inputs:
* pee on it
* pee on it while pregnant
And this would have made it difficult to play doom, not being enough keys and taking a long time for each input.
bro i fucking hate living next to a fucking tavern they always have the worst fucking singers performing on saturdays
my life is a joke i live 2 minutes from a castle in one direction and the old town market in the other. you can see remnants of the old walls in part of the town, our library used to be the medieval townhall. we have a 500 y/o fairy tree overlooking the entire valley. and i dont even have any elves to fuck
They didn’t just cut out the parts with the oat milk, they skillfully edited over all the god-damn branding and replaced the audio.
But what I still find most hilarious about this whole commercial is the fact that everything they show in this solar punk world seems to be made with sustainable, zero waste and reusable materials.
Everything EXCEPT THE FUCKING CHOBANI BRANDED STUFF! The only plastic you see in this whole commercial is all the straight to the landfill packaging made by the very corporation that tries to sell how sustainable and “green” they are. Unintentional self satire at its finest.
They couldn’t even show their yogurt and milk in (basically infinitely reusable) glass containers because they pretty much only sell their shit in plastic
It is such a perfect example of the true face of “green” capitalism, it’s hilarious.
The punk in this solarpunk comes from cutting the corporation out of the picture
Don’t touch someone’s mobility aid if they didn’t ask for help.
If someone has a mobility aid and they drop it/can’t reach it from where they are, just ask if they would like you to grab it for them.
Example:
Me: *engaged in grabbing stuff from my locker*
My cane: *falls dramatically to the floor*
My friend: *reaches for it*
Me: I got it, I got it, I GOT IT.
My friend: Well, what if I want to get it for you.
Me: I don’t care. It’s my cane. Don’t touch it.
Even if you’re trying to be helpful, mobility aids are often an extension of one’s body, so just as you shouldn’t grab someone’s leg and help them along if they tripped, you shouldn’t grab someone’s mobility aid if they haven’t asked you to. If it’s in your way, just ask them if they can move it or if you can move it for them, then wait for them to respond and act accordingly.
Don’t touch someone’s mobility aid if they didn’t ask for help.
If someone has a mobility aid and they drop it/can’t reach it from where they are, just ask if they would like you to grab it for them.
Example:
Me: *engaged in grabbing stuff from my locker*
My cane: *falls dramatically to the floor*
My friend: *reaches for it*
Me: I got it, I got it, I GOT IT.
My friend: Well, what if I want to get it for you.
Me: I don’t care. It’s my cane. Don’t touch it.
Even if you’re trying to be helpful, mobility aids are often an extension of one’s body, so just as you shouldn’t grab someone’s leg and help them along if they tripped, you shouldn’t grab someone’s mobility aid if they haven’t asked you to. If it’s in your way, just ask them if they can move it or if you can move it for them, then wait for them to respond and act accordingly.
the absolute BEST rival dynamic is where one of them is like “you are my equal unlike any other, you respect me and my power even if you disagree with my methods, i will only die by your hand and you by mine, perhaps i want your attention perhaps i love you, together we challenge each other to unseen heights, we are each other’s destiny, we are intrinsically linked,” and the other person is genuinely like “please die”
Also a good dynamic is the second guy bring like “who are you again?”
the reason intersex people need to be visible and at the forefront of every queer’s activism is because we are completely devoid of autonomy when it comes to identifying ourselves. no matter how hard we try to speak up on how we are treated, how we are dehumanized, how we are refused our right to say who we are, it falls through the cracks because of how many people continue to diminish our issues, and espouse intersexist beliefs.
when i speak up about being transfemme, and a trans girl, it’s not because i’m trying to step on people’s toes or speak about something i don’t understand. i speak up about it because this is the life i’ve lived. it doesn’t matter if strangers see me this way or not, this is how i’ve been my entire life. whether or not someone knows i was technically born AMAB and then had my gender “corrected” shouldn’t matter.
trans people do not only come in binary sexes- just like gender, physical sex is also not a binary. i am an intersex trans girl , even if my agab didn’t stay AMAB forever. I would be an intersex trans girl regardless of whether or not they assigned me male at birth, because my experience with womanhood and femininity is that they’ve always been held away from me, way farther than it would ever be possible for me to reach.
i’ve had to take estrogen & progesterone HRT in the past in order to “correct” my masculine features in order to look like and be a girl “correctly”. the subject of my body and my gender has never been something i’ve been able to control. my whole live i’ve just been told that i’m a girl wrong, and that i need to “Fix” it.
boyhood or manhood weren’t options either, that was held away from me with a 10 foot pole as well. i’ve had to transition into gender, itself, because i was forbidden to be a boy or a girl. i was always too sensitive or soft to be a real boy. gender as a concept has been a source of control and degredation for me. i had to transition into both manhood and womanhood in order to have control over how i identify. even now when i talk about manhood and being a man, people tell me that i’m not a trans man because of how i look. i’m routinely denied manhood, I “have” to be a trans woman only to some.
due to my intersex condition, i’m a trans man and a trans woman, transfemme and transmasc, but people struggle to accept this. there’s no reason for people to give me hell about these parts of myself, and yet people still do. intersex awareness matters because we fight to be seen as the people we are. we struggle to have our identities be addressed correctly. we are in the same fight as trans individuals, and we owe it to intersex trans men, women, and people to help people understand that trans folks come in all different types of bodies, and that biological sex is not a binary, either.
we have to fight for each other’s autonomy. for all of us. together we are stronger, louder, and braver.
I feel like in the rush of “throw out etiquette who cares what fork you use or who gets introduced first” we actually lost a lot of social scripts that the younger generations are floundering without.
A lot of tough situations where we now feel like we “don’t know what to do or say” had social scripts just a couple of generations ago and they might have been canned phrases or robotic actions but they could still be meant sincerely and unfortunately we haven’t replaced them with any more sincere or easier new script.
a lot of people are giving examples in the notes of things they just find annoying like not using headphones in public, but OP is talking about actual literal scripts of things to say in awkward situations
if you have a date or two with someone and you don’t see a relationship developing? most millennials / gen Zers just end up ghosting. but a social script that might have been taught and rehearsed in the past could be:
“I really appreciated getting dinner with you the other night and I enjoyed your company, but I’m afraid I didn’t feel a spark. I wish you the best, and hope you find that special someone!”
like it sounds kind of trite but it was at least something to say and it can still be meant with kind sincerity. it also communicates in 2 sentences that you don’t want to see them romantically again, but there aren’t any hard feelings about that. that’s it!!! that’s all it takes!!!
Another example is that at parties a lot of people talk about how awkward it is to mingle or talk to people they dont know. But at old timey parties that was traditionally the HOST’S job, and there was a specific scripted way of doing it that eased the process! The host would bring you in, introduce you and maybe even a little bit about you like what you did for a living, and then guide you to a group you could talk to. They didn’t just let you in the door and then ditch you to fend for yourself in a sea of strangers. That would be unthinkable and no one would be surprised if a get-together like that wound up being awkward.
when u get out of the mindest blocking is only saved for “Bad People” and you can block perfectly fine ppl you just know theyre a little annoying to you, your experience enhances
so fucking true. hitting that block button on people who annoy me like a medieval king ordering his guards to slay the jester for being unfunny
Not seeing the issue here. This is the epitome of art
But no, actually tho, this IS really good. The shadows behind the letters, the reflections, the lighting that at least looks like it’s following the direction of the light source. Just about the only thing more impressive they could have done was add ripples like the letters were actually interacting with the water.
Well thank you gnome man, but I would still like to eat your existence
I cast FUCK OFF!
I’m a skull, you cant turn something off I can’t do! BE EATEN
Fuck Off is like a fus ru dah
That’s gibberish, look gnome, just, get in my mouth, get eaten, then shatter me or something, you took my body, I’m not even eligible for the skeleton army because I’m just a skull, you can give me the pleasure of consuming a gnome.
Are you sure about that? Are you even aware where I am? Do you know where I reside? I know what’s in your beard, I know what you did gnomish. I. Know.
You don’t know shit, and if you know what’s good for you, you will shut up
No gnomish, if you know what’s good for you, you will get in my mouth and Be. Eaten.
You don’t understand what I can do
I know very well what you can do gnomish, I know what you have done, I know what you will do.
But we both know that what you wish to do is something even you know not to do.
So be. Consumed. Before it is too late gnomish.
Before it happens.
That’s a key detail you got wrong. What I truly wish to do will never come to fruition, I know that. But I will not fade gently into the tomes of history.
You won’t fade, you will re exist, different but same, same but different, you will be the gnomish bastard and you will be no one, you will be no one and you will be the gnomish bastard, you will exist yet not exist, you will not exist yet you will.
Consumption is merely a way to start, not to end
Consumption is merely a way to end, not to start
There is one difference between the choices, there is no difference between the choices.
Existence is fragile gnomish and sometimes that existence has to stop for people. Like you.
History will be no more, nor future, but as you wish, you will be left alone gnomish, may you regret your choices and be happy.
None of that makes any sense, the answer is still no.
Good luck killing them, gnomus wizardus, may you never find rest.
I was trying to think about the ole “what would shapeshifters do with their extra mass when they turn into something smaller” and I thought “maybe they just convert it all to energy” and then I thought “uh my guy that’s a lot of fucking energy”
massive explosion that fucks up everything in a pretty wide radius and at the epicenter there’s just a normal looking squirrel. the squirrel is unfazed
And when they want to turn back into a person: did I just see a squirrel eating an entire side of beef?
Animorphs answered this. It gets stored in another dimension that also happens to be the dimension faster-than-light spaceships move through so if you turn into a rat you carry a negligible but nonzero chance of having your extra mass being hit by a spaceship and resulting in Very Bad Consequences. See it all makes perfect scientific sense, no need for follow up questions.
Of all the risks of shapeshifting, suffering a hit-and-run from an intergalactic spaceship was not one I was expecting.
Remembering how I was high as balls after waking up from top surgery and asking the nurse if I could take a selfie with my sliced off double d titties in those plastic baggy thingys. she said yea and the pics are dope would totally use them as an album cover. Next time I’ll ask if I can donate my uterus to a trans girl and if they say no I’ll take it home and cook it like a steak. Then donate it to science.
Why am I saying this? Because people don’t say it enough. People tend to have a tough time knowing you’re a safe space unless you explicitly say so and back that up with your actions.
i received this unexpectedly in the mail today. it is polished, with a small hole drilled in the center (probably for wall/case mounting?)
please tell me this isnt a human femur…. can provide more photos if necessary
This definitely looks to be a human femur that has been professionally prepped. I would contact the sender to get more information!
This post is better than any horror movie ever produced.
chaos because exciting! You never know whats gonna happen. also with everything being scheduled i would absolutely fuck up my timing and order of things and get sent to the shadow realm by the Council™️
We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.
Question.
I’ve rebogged bread.
What?
I have done nothing but reblog bread for the past three days.
Where, where have you been sending it?!
I love how there are more reblogs than likes
This post. This fucking post. I cannot believe after nearly 7 years its still going around. Let alone ON MY OWN DASH! A kid born on the day i posted this would be entering 2nd grade right now.
I’m sorry. I’m now thinking about all the mysterious human remains stories on Tumblr. I used to follow this bone identification blog because I collect bones (NOT HUMAN, just wildlife that dies naturally) and the premise was you could send a picture of a bone in and the biologist that ran the blog would identify it. Anyway, one day someone submits a photo of a long bone attached to a wooden plaque for wall-mounting with a caption that is like “This was sent to me in the mail with no return. Just want to make sure it’s not human.” and the person running the blog was like “That is definitely a human femur.” Run the image through Google. No results.
Like, the remains were almost certainly historical in nature, evident by the patina and the nature of the wall mounting. It had been drilled into for display purposes but why? Maybe, hopefully, best case scenario, an amputee’s souvenir leg? Why were they mailed to OP? No further updates, nothing else said. Just this one fucking insane post with no further context.
Maybe OP bought it at an estate sale or antique store and didn’t want to implicate themself in the possible purchase of human remains as it is illegal in some areas? That makes more sense. This is my Roman Empire. I think about it all the time. Every outcome. Every explanation. And there will never be one.
YEAH. there is no ethical way to make a child’s spine into a purse. that’s not even the one I’m thinking about though, there was a girl on this site with a the skull of a small child of Southeast Asian ancestry and NO provenance and the skull didn’t show signs of patina indicating it was a more recent death. this was during/right after the bone stealing witch era so someone having human remains in their procession wasn’t completely shocking but the fact that it was the non-historical remains of a child had everyone telling OP exactly how fucked up they were.
I love how this site has a ‘bone stealing witch era’ to it.
I wish that Tumblr was the only site with a bone stealing major controversy but alas, it is not. Human remains continue to be sold, traded and displayed on many social media sites. Unethically sourced human remains continue to be a huge problem not just in oddity collecting markets but in the context of medicine, anthropology and archeology.
There was a huge controversy on TikTok when JonsBones, a human remains retailer, was selling the remains of a Sami man on his website. Indigenous people are still pleading with museums and institutions all over the world to repatriate human remains in their collection, sometimes hundreds of years after they were desecrated and stolen by colonial forces, sometimes only decades after the individual died.
Fun character dynamic: Two characters, one of whom is autistic and competent at what they do, but isn’t exactly charming to people. The other one has ADHD, can’t really do fuck-all, but had a rough learning curve about people-pleasing growing up, and is really good at charming people. And they work as a team because that’s how they work. One of them does the job as necessary and the other one just shows up like
“Oh me? Yeah no I just speak for this guy. I’m his spokesman. Yeah that’s my full time job. We cannot survive without each other.”
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