it was international jazz day and all you guys listened to was a single album??
not even close to joking when i say that everyone going “meeeee :3” in the notes needs to ask themselves why they’re so much more willing to listen to jazz that isn’t made by black artists
If you like Casiopea, check out some classic jazz funk fusion albums like Head Hunters by Herbie Hancock or Return to Forever by Chick Corea.
If you like the Cowboy Bebop soundtrack, check out some later period big band albums like Mingus Ah Um by Charles Mingus and The Roar of ‘84 by Buddy Rich.
If you like the Persona soundtrack, check out some more modern jazz fusion albums with electronic elements like Black Focus by Yussef Kamaal or Freedom Fables by Nubiyan Twist.
We really do owe the Moon a lot. I mean, she’s HUGE compared to the sorts of moons a planet like ours usually gets. A planet our size can usually expect a couple of decent asteroid captures, but nothing like her. And because she’s so big, ¼ of our mass, her gravity deflects so much space crap from coming near us. She’s like a big, burly knight with a big shield. I like her.
Sometimes it’s frustrating. I’m learning it because I love anime and want to be able to engage with the culture, but all the shounen I-belive-in-my-friends inspiration can’t help you when you’re faced with a list of 1000 kanji to learn before you’re at the reading level of a five-year-old. Sometimes I wish I’d picked a language with a writing system that made sense.
But then once in a while something comes along that makes it all worth it.
Now this. This is the kanji for ability.
It’s a nice enough kanji, has some radicals of its own but isn’t too full of itself. Learning all about it isn’t too important, what you need to know is that this is the character for ability.
Now.
This.
This here is the kanji for bear. As in the animal, not the verb.
That’s right. According to the Japanese language, a bear is ability
ON LEGS
But then once in a
while something comes along that
makes it all worth it.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
one of the best tips for Real Life that I’ve ever picked up is to always highball your estimate whenever someone asks you “when can you get this done by” by about 25% (if you can get away with it). that way, if it ends up being harder than you thought, you’ve got extra time to figure things out and if you were right about how much time it takes then you get to look like an absolute genius instead of just a simply competent person.
what you may not have realized is that I learned this crucial piece of life advice from an episode of Star Trek where Scotty is telling Geordi that whenever he told Kirk something on the Enterprise was at full capacity, it was always only ever a notch or so below full capacity so that Scotty looked like the god of all engineers when he was able to magically hack the warp drive to run a little beyond what he’d told everyone else was “full capacity” and honestly that one throwaway gag from Star Trek has changed my life.
I hate how people will look at popular indie artists who had one or two songs go viral on TikTok and start making fun of anybody who listens to them. “Oh you listen to Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Jack Stauber, Glass Animals, and Mother Mother? Tsk, don’t you know that is stupid TikTok neurodivergent white transmasc preteen music? It’s so mid and bad you should listen to real music–” you are a pit of misery
People can’t just say “I don’t like this music” anymore they gotta call you gay and autistic for listening to a band that had one song go viral
For example, 7x3=21, 5x9=45, etc. If you do, what is it?
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YES YES YES
3x+1 Problem
or the Collatz conjecture
I love graphing random numbers and just seeing it go “Weee!— woahhh AHHHHHH!!”
I spent a semester deepdive studying the patterns in the Collatz Conjecture and genuinely started going insane.
I had to stop all my research for two weeks because I could genuinely feel myself losing my grip on reality.
Well it’s infamous for a reason
Here’s the insane thing I discovered: Someone proposed an alternate and equivalent problem called the reduced Collatz Conjecture. The only difference from the regular Collatz is that it says we can do the Collatz transformations and will eventually get a number less than what we started with rather than getting to 1. Functionally, we’re just doing the Collatz transformations like normal, but just stopping early.
And what I found when looking into this approach is that EVERY positive integer can be classified into a set of numbers such that every number in that set are all equivalent under the modulo of some specific power of 2 and every integer in each set goes through the EXACT same series of transformations to get to a number less than themselves.
Also, the number of odd transformations and even transformations depends on which power of two the set is based on but different sets grouped by the same power of two have different permutations of the transformations.
And the final thing I found that really made me spiral into insanity is the ratio of the starting number vs the first number less than what we start with trends toward a constant value as our starting number approaches infinity. But each set has a different ratio number.
So there’s this dinosaur park that’s a thinly veiled Jurassic Park knock-off (call it Cretaceous Island), and it’s a bit of a toy story situation, in that the dinosaurs can talk and communicate when the humans aren’t looking, mostly at night.
The dinos don’t really want to break out since they like their cushy zoo lives and five-star treatment from the staff, so they’re willing to get oggled by a bunch of twelve year olds to keep the food coming.
Out main characters are a T-Rex, two raptor sisters, and a wise old triceratops. The raptors are bored with their lives and long for adventure, the triceratops is a wise-old mentor figure, and the T-Rex is lonely since the park won’t engineer any other T-Rex’s for safety reasons.
Through magical shenanigans they get sent back to the actual Cretaceous period.
Now these pampered genetically engineered dinos have to survive in the savage dinosaur era. To underscore the differences between them, the future dinos are animated as pretty standard cartoon dinosaurs, a la Land Before Time, while the dinosaurs from the past are animated to be as scientifically accurate as possible.
The dinos go through shenanigans, amke friends in the past, evade predators, and eventually make their way home through magic portal stuff, except for the T-Rex who elects to stay behind since he’s fallen for a female T-Rex he met in the past. His friends are sad to leave him behind, but go to the present anyway.
Back in the present, the dinos think nothing has really changed, but they find that the exhibit in the visitor’s center, previously a single roaring T-Rex skeleton, has been replaced with two T-Rex’s, famous for being found fossilized together called “The Deadly Lovers”, and its their friend and the mate he found in the past. It ends on the bittersweet note.
I’m invisible. Nobody sees me. I’m essentially talking to the void. This will get no notes.
Watch this:
I’m trans. I’m a girl and I’m SUPER bisexual. I like everybody. Girls are hot. Guys are hot. NBs are hot. Trans people are hot. I like to dress and act and be really super girly and I love flirting with people. It doesn’t matter cuz this will get zero notes just like everything else I post on here.
Screw it. I’m not even done
This is me. A black trans bisexual.
I wrote an Ace/Aro person into my book. A trans person too. And one of the guys is gay. He literally has a big flirting scene with a guy in the book. It’s pretty strongly suggested that they banged. As the author I can tell you; they did. It’s the only sex scene even hinted at in the book and it’s gay af.
Wanna know a secret? I think I’ve been in bed with a famous person. It’s so crazy because I’m so terrible at famous people there’s no way I’d have known who he was unless he straight up told me. But I did get the inkling he was somebody important by him talking about his soho apartment in New York. And the fact that he was staying in one of the nicest and most expensive hotels in Houston at the time.
And yes,bbtw. I was not aware of my being trans yet. And he was a man. This was a gay interaction. A very gay interaction. I’m bi. But you don’t care cuz you’re not even reading this.
Anyway yeah I love Tumblr. Nobody notices me
See? I told you. Nothing. If Tumblr clout is cursed, I’m the most blessed mfer on here.
Hey you know who I like? P.M. Seymour. Really funny videos. Good stuff.
Who else? EmKay. Another awesome one.
I think there’s even a channel called Tumblr reads.
Oh wait don’t let me leave out Logu. I’ve gotten some doggone good entertainment from Logu.
You know what they have in common? Ain’t a single one of them ever heard of Ce'irth designs. I’m like a ninja up in this place. You can’t even see me. I am the power of worthlessness. I am nothing and no one. When I perish you will never have known me and if you ever trip across my corpse the infinity of the universe will not even allow you to acknowledge that it was me.
The gods of the internet cannot find me for I am basking in my own infinite nothingness
Another day, and yet more proof. My existence is meaninglessness itself. The universe cannot comprehend my power for it has not the power to comprehend my existence.
God weeps with every attempt to gaze upon my form as I steal the very essence of creation itself. Do your advertisers see me? Nay. They see naught but an empty void as I pass through this realm, absorbing entertainment without retribution or temptation.
Money? No website earns money from me. I populate their feeds with my nonsense and they can only hope that a wandering @pukicho will come along, upon whom they can attach themselves like leeches.
The mighty @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses helped pave the way for my ridiculous brand of content. To me, they are everything. To them, I am nothing. This is the natural order. My standing will never move. My status must never improve.
You don’t know me. You’re not reading this. There is nothing here. You scrolled by so fast that you didn’t even see me talking to you. Yes, you. The one who just scrolled past this without even reading it. Even though I’m on your feed, I see you. Scrolling through your feed, hoping for a laugh. You see my post. You saw it. You saw it but you scrolled by. This is the natural order. You’re not even reading this because you’ve already scrolled past. I am nothing and I will continue to be nothing.
You won’t see me, but I’ll see you again soon..
Thank you @ceirth-designs and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!
Ha ha ha
This post has 3 notes. All of which are from me. No one sees this. No one will ever see this because the demon world has cursed me to walk among you, unseen, unheard. You feel a sense of me in the pit of your stomach. But even if I were standing in front of you, you wouldn’t see me. I could be riding on your shoulders right now and all you would notice, all you *could* notice, is a tightness in your upper back.
Lies do not reach me. Truth fears me. The only thing that welcomes me is nothing. As it will one day welcome you. I am sneaking into your mind and transforming your soul. You cannot rid yourself of me, for I am nothing. Don’t worry about responding to this. The truth is, you won’t even see it.
I have singlehandedly defeated the internet. I made a character with tentacles on his head and a pretty female protagonist and I’m too much of a nobody for the internet to even attempt to make rule 34 of it.
I am untouchable for I am nobody.
It would seem one of the notes on my Neverending descent into madness did not come from me.
Someone has seen one of my original posts.
This is a perversion of the natural order. Tumblr you can’t do this to me. My power only works if I’m invisible! I was supposed to be immune to hubris!
If you see this, go on and let it pass by. It’s so easy. You don’t even have to do anything. Just keep scrolling. Yup. Nothing to see here. If you’ve read this far into this post, congratulations! You’ve defeated me. Ummm, here have this trophy
OK. There you go. You win. No need to say or do anything. Making more notes on this post is completely unnecessary and may even lead to erectile dysfunction. People who ignore this post will gain superpowers and find a million dollars. I have no proof of these claims, but can you really afford to take the chance? Best to just let it be.
Yes! It’s been several hours and still no new notes. I am once again immortal! There was never a doubt in my mind! You can’t defeat what you can’t see! I always win. There is no such thing as hubris. I am the ruler of everything forever
OK, so I’ve gotten lots of new followers. It’s okay, nobody has found this post yet though. As long as nobody sees this, I can continue to pretend to be the most powerful being in the universe. The best thing to do would be for me to not write anything new on this post and let it fade into obscurity, lest it be found and commented on.
Yes. Yes this is the right plan. The worst thing I could do is to write something new and hit reblog.
OwO what’s all this then 👀
By the gods! I’ve been found!
They said my power to say random stuff on the internet and not be noticed would be infinite! They said there was no price for hubris! They lied to me! If this continues, I may not be able to throw about random secrets. If this continues, I may have to be………… nice to people! My limitless power to be unnoticed by the universe has vanished!
Of course I’m just kidding and I love all of you. If you’re reading this I’m sorry for being weird. Actually if you’ve read all of my ridiculous stuff in this chain, I commend you. If I think of a new direction to take this ridiculous post, I’ll make an update lmao. (Since I clearly can’t claim to be invisible anymore 😛)
Thanks for reading, to anyone who has read this so far!
Thank you. Especially to the guy with the acne. Lots of people have acne on the chest and back, but almost no one ever acknowledges that. Young children that just start going into puberty need to know this is normal and not something to freak out/ be embarrassed about. Body positivity in the media helps so many people with self esteem issues.
OH MY GOD AND A MASC NONBINARY PERSON?! YES YES YES YES THANK YOU
The real problem with books-turned-movies isn’t “omg they didn’t include every single word in the book” it’s “omg they completely overlooked the main theme, threw out any significant allegories, took away all the emotional pull, an turned it into a boring action movie with a love triangle in it”
i regret to inform everyone who’s been reblogging this post that the nielciciregamusic youtube channel was not owned by neil at the time of this track being released, meaning this youtube video was a reupload. checking bandcamp, it says that two trucks’s real birthday is on may 3rd!🎉
Autumn!! Leshy and Yellow cat little chaotic child (also, do you have a headcanon name for the cat?) (Lol ignore the spelling mistake *Pronouns, It’s two in the morning i need sleep)
Well the (ex) bishop family is growing up, the cult will go on fire
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