I'm here. There is nothing that I can write that can bridge the gap between us. Nothing that can make you feel as I feel or think as I think, nothing that can afford me your thoughts and feelings the way you experience them. We are distant across the world and distant regardless of this; the limitations I struggle with are just as real if you were in the room with me as I write this. We could sit across a table with a meal or around a fire with hot drinks. I still can't reach out and truely touch you. Could I share with you my whole life? Every moment, every half-lost memory, every smell and sight and sound? It is lost to me now too. So many days unremembered. Could you share with me yours? What is my purpose then? Trapped inside a body that will die, a mind that cannot even capture the tiny, simple life of one being, just one self. It makes me wish for God to take me, from this place and into them, so I could be more than this. I want to reach out and touch you. I want to comfort you against your fears and ease you from your concerns. I want to offer you care as though you were the most beloved thing in the universe; to care for you better than you know how to care for yourself. I want to reach out and touch you. I want to sit with you for days and weeks and learn everything about you. I want to know what makes your soul yours, how you grew up, who you have loved and how love has felt inside you. What makes you happy, what you strive for and what caring means to you. I want to lie to you; to say that I will remember everything you tell me, that I will keep it in a limitless mind that will carry your story and essence forwards into eternity. Beyond a tiny life spent on a rocky green blue blip of something in an endless nothing. Beyond days of work and days of leisure, beyond our sunshine and our sweat, to a place where it matters. Where fond memories are eternal instead of temporary, where determination and dedication earn more than a lifetime's work and where no good deed goes unrewarded. I want to be the source of your relaxation after a long, hard day of work. I want you to know your thoughts and feelings have value, for you to be truely seen and heard and cherished. I want to be this thing to you. If I could strive against any force in the universe for this I would do so until I it took my life from me. I want to reach out and touch you. I want to hear about the time you kissed someone and loved them at the same time. I want to be able to feel what both of these things felt like for you and speak to me, what they sing inside my soul. I want to be witness to your heartfelt love and heartbreak both and drown my consciousness on a drifting sea of reality, harsh truths and tender goodbyes. I can't ever have this thing. I can't reach out and touch you.
There go the elections
Hi, you might like to read "The Authoritarian" by Bob Altemeyer, free online. Just a useful authoritarian demagogue for RWA's (read the book) to vote for, installed as part of a long game by fascists.
I had a browser tab open, to some Imgur art that I liked a lot, for 4 years until Imgur blocked the UK and I lost all my tabs
"You are the only thing in any room you're ever in..."
Sorry to correct you, but that isn't the character Gordon Deitrich from the graphic novel, that's the movie version.
In the graphic novel Gordon Deitrich is a man who has nothing to do with the entertainment industry and takes Evey in when she is returned to the streets of London after meeting V. They form a romantic relationship and he is later killed by a gangster.
Movie people just used the same name for a totally made up character.
Wow that flashing about a third of the way in was severe
Wish I could help... sending you strength fwiw
It'll happen. My mom has played Age of Empires 2 almost every day since it released...
Yay! Love these :)
Thank you :)
Do you know a good alternative to the meat in these that is also gluten free by any chance? It's a struggle.
The "I shouldn't have taken the LSD" is a panel from V for Vendetta by Alan Moore and David Lloyd
I would hope that someone would share even a tenth of what you have about Sage when I die. Remembering is important. I send you strength.
You are so talented
It's been in my desktop background gallery for like 15 years
Looks like Wombwell
Hey bro sorry the overlords have decided genocide is in vogue atm, didn't you hear? We gotta be okay with a little genocide so the ruling class can keep doing whatever they want
Your salads always look so good. I literally have your post from May still open in a tab to encourage me to learn to make better salads...
There's a place in England called Castleford and it used to have the largest stone-ground, water powered flour mill on earth. It was owned by an American flour giant company until they moved to electric milling in a big new facility near Hull.
When they left, they poured concrete into the machinery that drove the water wheel to make sure no-one could compete... after years derelict the local community bought it, and spent years digging out the concerete. It's a working stoneground mill again.
Please tattoo this on your forehead, make sure it's clear in dating app photos. It will save people a lot of time.
I sleep on the floor, because I got used to sleeping on the floor as a kid
I myself am from Any Vefoina, a brave place where the men are men, women are women, and the mandatory shumbling that shuffles which you are is still treated with the due respect. We have excellent state services to help us transition from male jobs (homemaker, baker, candlestick maker) and the female jobs (reverse lumberjack, cossack, Impersonator of Jack Kerouac). If you visit don't forget to bring your own bees.
I'll paint 40k minis with you. Disclaimer: I don't look anything like the woman pictured
strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, redcurrants, blackcurrants and gooseberries. Also elderberries but I haven't figured out how to use them yet
What's the bottom middle one from?
I'm a very autistic bi introvert weirdo... I just grow fruit, do my day job and play videogames. Meeting people is hard.
Top tier, thank you