semothekat
semothekat
professional scatterbrain
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Call me Paper or Semo | minor | I beseech thee, smile. For all of this is but a merry dream.
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semothekat · 1 hour ago
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If you have not yet heard, starvation in Gaza is worsening and people are still risking their lives just to access aid--nearly 100 people were killed seeking aid on Sunday. A UNWRA worker stated: “Everything around people at the moment is death, whether it’s bombs or strikes, children wasting away in front of their eyes from malnourishment, from dehydration, and dying.”
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semothekat · 5 hours ago
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Hey guys something fucking bad happened
KOSA/the kids online safety act has been reintroduced into legislature after it passed Senate last year and then got snubbed. It is not unlike the bill that just passed in the UK a few weeks ago. If you don't want what happened in the UK to happen here, now would be a good time to vocally oppose it.
Here is a petition that can be signed by Americans. Attached to the petition is an easy tool that allows you to call and leave messages for your representatives. I have already done so. You can also email your representatives by searching for their name, most have message submission boards as well. This thing died once, it can die again.
Please sign/share the petition and contact your representatives.
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semothekat · 6 hours ago
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my laptop and phone are best friends. even if they didn't know me they would have found each other
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semothekat · 6 hours ago
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a lot of twins will tell you they wish they'd never divided into two organisms and that they were 11 feet tall with ultra intelligence. but some things you can't take back.
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semothekat · 6 hours ago
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my trusted accomplices have assured me that my invisibility potion works perfectly, and that they are smirking with delight at my ingenuity
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semothekat · 6 hours ago
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hanging out at -33.881969,151.201410 right now if anyone wants to destroy me with an orbital laser
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semothekat · 9 hours ago
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A lot of us may already be running out of words to describe how vile the occupation is with its brutal siege and genocide in Gaza. Any effort to break it is met with impunity from the occupation and indifference from the imperial powers, like the recent attack on and abduction of the civilians aboard Handala in international waters. Some aid reportedly will finally be allowed into Gaza, but this is but a drop in the ocean of starvation imposed by the settler state, and it did not stop the IOF from continuing their killing of Palestinians desperately seeking aid.
Ibrahim @aburakhiaibrahim and his family can only eat twice a week because of the exorbitant prices of what little food is available. Please give them a chance to survive this genocide and reunite with their older sister who already has approval to bring them over to Canada.
Ibrahim's GFM | P*ypal
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The GFM is currently 58% funded ($17,505 CAD raised out of the $30K goal) after almost 17 months since it was put up. Please continue supporting this family.
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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Nour (@noor509) is raising funds so he can provide basic needs for his two children, one of whom was born in the middle of this genocidal war! Imagine trying to raise and feed a baby in a genocide, in the midst of constant bombings and with no aid being allowed in! Israel has killed at least 17,400 children during its war on Gaza! With Israel's constant attacks, survival is no easy feat, especially with a baby so young!
To make things worse, their Gofundme fundraiser was closed by GFM when the campaign organizer Andrea (@roadimusprime) switched how he transferred the money to Nour. They have created a PayPal link to collect funds, but donations to Nour have been suffering ever since! Please share and donate if you are able to! Every little bit helps!
Nour’s GFM was Shared by 90-ghost! The link doesn't work now because Tumblr took down Nour's old account, but see the reblog in the Wayback Machine link here, also see the screenshot of 90-ghost's reblog here and here.
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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baka baka baka
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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My goal and dream and deepest desire is for every black child and every black adult to know the safety and security and hope and love we all should have been offered from birth. And even if it came late to you, I hope you know that you are still worthy of it.
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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Hello dear friends.
I want to take a moment to thank everyone who has supported us. It has now been five years since I came to the refugee camp, and I’m still here, still struggling. I kindly beg for your continued help life here is very hard. I don’t have enough food or access to medication, and I’m still searching for a safe place to live. If anyone knows of any organization or person who can help with food, medical care, or resettlement to a safer place, please reach out. Your help could truly save my life. Thank you so much for your compassion and support. 🙏
Help donate and share even $5 can help to change my live 🏳‍🌈🙏
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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"go to hell" is basic. "i wish your favorite characters' authors dont give a fuck about them" is brutal. its real. its happened to me more times than i can count
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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They need to invent more fake celebrities like Hatsune Miku and Gorillaz and the Muppets because it's genuinely the most sustainable way to maintain a parasocial relationship with the entertainer class.
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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*smirking* you couldn't waterboard that out of me, but even if torture was an effective method of information extraction and not a futile display of state-sanctioned sadism, the high percentage of false confessions it produces would mean that even if you could waterboard it out of me, could you even trust the veracity of my statement?
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semothekat · 12 hours ago
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Last week I accidentally took an edible at 10x my usual dose. I say “accidentally” but it was really more of a “my friend held it out to my face and I impulsively swallowed it like a python”, which was technically on purpose but still an accident in that my squamate instincts acted faster than my ability to assess the situation and ask myself if I really wanted to get Atreides high or not.
Anyway. I was painting the wall when it hit. My friend heard me make a noise and asked what was wrong—I explained that I had just fallen through several portals. I realized that painting the wall fulfilled my entire hierarchy of needs, and was absolutely sure that I was on track to escaping the cycle of samsara if I just kept at it a little longer. I was thwarted on my journey towards nirvana only by the fact that I ran out of paint.
Seeking a surrogate act of humble service through which I might be redeemed and made human, I turned to unwashed dishes in the sink and took up the holy weapon of the sponge. I was partway through cleaning the blender when it REALLY hit.
You ever clean a blender? It’s a shockingly intimate act. They are complex tools. One of the most complicated denizens of the kitchen. Glass and steel and rubber and plastic. Fuck! They’ve got gaskets. You can’t just scrub ‘em and rinse them down like any other piece of shit dish. You’ve got to dissemble them piece by piece, groove by sensitive groove, taking care to lavish the spinning blades with cautious attention. There’s something sensual about it. Something strangely vulnerable.
As I stood there, turning the pieces over in my hands, I thought about all the things we ask of blenders. They don’t have an easy job. They are hard laborers taking on a thankless task. I have used them so roughly in my haste for high-density smoothies, pushing them to their limits and occasionally breaking them. I remembered the smell of acrid smoke and decaying rubber that filled the kitchen in the break room the last time I tried to make a smoothie at work—the motor overtaxed and melted, the gasket cracked and brittle. Strawberry slurry leaked out of it like the blood of a slain animal.
Was this blender built to last? Or was it doomed to an early grave in some distant landfill by the genetic disorder of planned obsolescence? I didn’t know, and was far too high to make an educated guess. But I knew that whatever care and tenderness and empathy I put into it, the more respect for the partnership of man and machine, the better it would perform for me.
This thought filled me with a surge of affection. However long its lifespan, I wanted it to be filled with dignity and love and understanding. I thought: I bet no one has hugged this blender before. And so I lifted it from its base.
A blender is roughly the size and shape of a human baby. Cradling one in your arms satisfies a primal need. A month ago I was permitted to hold an infant for the first time in my life, an experience which was physically and psychologically healing. I felt an echo of that satisfaction holding my friend the blender, and the thought of parting with it felt even more ridiculous than bringing it with me to hang out on my friend’s bed.
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