✅ Tortured By Voices

the moon looks beautiful today

[23:44]

if a sword is like an extension of the wielder. and a sword can be said to have its own identity. then can a sword not feel grief and sorrow at being forced to clash with its opponent forged in the same crucible but forced to turn against it. can a sword not cry out in the screech of metal on metal from the pain of betrayal.

subs? dubs?

or a secret third thing: watching media originally from language A (which you do not speak) dubbed into language B (which you do) and subbed in language C (which you also do) and, whenever there is a greater-than-expected discrepancy between the two, pausing to scroll through the subs in languages D-G (where available) in a trigonometry.meme attempt to triangulate the Truth based on consensus, language family, and likelihood of translation from an intermediate language (and also to see which languages are Cheating).

@academia-lucifer

the assassination of caesar was pretty gay when you think about it. like what do you need all those knives for? penetrating another man?

PEOPLE ARE DRAWING MODERN AUS OF PRINCESS MONONOKE? CUTE TEEHEE WE HAVE AN APARTMENT AND TWO DOGS AUS OF PRINCESS MONONOKE? You are insane. San would be in Jail

My favorite Carl Sagan quote

“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there--on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”

“The little dot we live on.” The Book of knowledge. v. 7. 1912.

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haiku #9, tathev simonyan