#Animals Flee

[hindikahaniyacomedya]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[entertainmentadda12]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[funnycartoons]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[crazycartoons056]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[monsterregister]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[lynnettesotoei]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[funnydinos]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[unrealanimal-blog1]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[crazyqueen11]

Epic Airplane Escape: Animals Flee Floods from Heavy Rains! Rescue Adven...

[plesiosaurys]

getting emotional over footage of an amateur scuba diver interacting with a coelacanth. they are hunted by large deepwater predators, and here comes a large creature bearing the brightest lights it's ever seen, making strange noises, but it does not shy away. it hovers, calmly, as the diver reaches out and trails a hand down its back. im strongly against the anthropomorphizing of real life animals but the stupid emotional part of me loudly insists this is because it recognizes us, the alternating movements of its four paired limbs matching the diver's four paired limbs, & it is thinking, "hello, cousins, we missed you these 66 million years, it's so good to see you again. welcome back, welcome home."

[hellspawnmotel]

even after settling down, theyre pretty cautious.....

.......it doesnt last long

[jouxlskaard]

why would they give such an asshole such a cool hat. and more importantly why did nobody in 1482 paris decide to steal it from him.

[hedgehog-moss]

These days Poldine gets to go out for a little walk every day at apéritif time, because she's a good llama who doesn't bother my guests (too much) (she does ask for baby carrots and kisses) and she always returns to her pasture without a fuss. It's become a nice little summer evening ritual.

And it happened several times that Pampérigouste didn't see me open the gate for her daughter, and, when she realised Poldine was out, became genuinely puzzled as to how her prim and proper kid found a way out that she hadn't.

Pampelune would be allowed to go out too, but most of the time she's content to stay in the pasture with Pirlouit; it's only Pampe who (once she realises her daughter can't possibly have escaped on her own and I must have facilitated it) is like

[jessiesjaded]

I really, really wish people who don't have the capacity to properly take care of animals would simply accept and acknowledge that about themselves. This isn't even a post of me trying to be mean or judge anyone, I'm sure most people go into getting an animal with good intentions, but intentions and actions are different. If you don't have the time and the space and the care an animal needs, the animal will suffer. The fleeting joy of having a kitten or puppy or anything else doesn't last forever and they aren't toys to be put down and forgotten once you've moved past the inital excitement. If you don't have the ability to properly care for an animal, just accept that and simply admire them from a distance.

[lost-estradiographer]

I

know that voting for the status quo sucks.

To say it "sucks" massively understates the exact amount of suffering that exists under the status quo, an amount that I acknowledge I am too privileged to ever fully grasp.

I cannot magically provide some viable third-party candidate just barely a month before the election. I cannot solve Israel/Palestine Conflict that has haunted the world for over 70 years. I am a 29-year old transgender woman working her way through her own mental illnesses, trauma, and an undergraduate degree. I was never going to be the one to solve anything here.

All I can tell you is that regardless of whether you vote or not, there will be a presidential election. It's going to be a shitshow, regardless. Whether you vote or not, there will be a different president in January. Voting for the status quo may not be directly in your interests.

We had four years of Trump and we are still trying to unfuck ourselves from that. The beginning of my antagonistic relationship with the government was protesting in the streets of DC under his administration. I've fled from the Metro PD. I've put on a change of clothes and slipped out the back door of a gay sports bar.

Fucking vote.

Fucking vote.

Fucking vote.

Honestly, I

I don't want to see this voter apathy shit anymore.

People are going to keep dying under any president. Any president can, and probably wil, be morally culpable for the deaths of innocent people, both in the country and abroad. Carter might be the last president we had that wasn't overtly a war criminal and we still had foreign civilians killed by U.S. military involvement under the Carter admin.

I'm torn between asking you to block me, or asking you to message me, if you're taking the route of voter apathy. I'll tell you right away, here and now, that I probably don't have a solution to whatever problem is keeping you from voting for Harris. I can't even solve my own problems right, tbh. The government isn't really here for me, either.

But there isn't going to be some sort of miraculous revolution that results in The Ending Where Everyone Lives. If there's a revolution, then supply chains will falter and children and the infirm will die of preventable diseases and infections and complications in hospitals that would have otherwise been able to easily deal with such things. That's what happens in a revolution. I'm after the long-term idea where Humanity as a species lives. I'm after the route where we don't have an ending, we keep going.

Fucking vote, because exactly one of the two leading presidential candidates believes climate change is real, and it is the single greatest threat to all life on earth. We have spent the past 250 years, not just playing God with the environment, but actively creating an ecological niche in which future generations of humanity must continue to play God with the environment, dragging it back to a healthy place drop by drop, inch by inch, a degree at a time.

Or, I mean, don't vote. Either way, we'll all die at some point. Perhaps some of us will be lucky enough to die standing by our principles.

Those lucky few will become soil one day, just like I will.

I am begging you on my hands and knees to fucking vote, though, because our options are The Status Quo vs. Worse. That's

That's it.

There is no door number three right now. Our system, our flawed and broken and imbalanced and unjust system, does not accommodate for a third door. Whether you vote or not, you will be dragged through either Door 1 or Door 2 with all of humanity, as we whirl through the cosmos upon our tiny little speck of dust. The only other legitimate option is to allow oneself to become trampled; to become soil early. I don't say legitimate to give this option legitimacy, but to make clear that again, there is no door three. Door three is a casket. A one-way bed.

I didn't vote in 2016, and I'm hoping that you'll vote for the status quo this time, because that's the route that gives me the best odds of having a long and healthy life to regret my failure through inaction.

Just please

Fucking vote.

Or again, if you're taking the apathy route, probably just save me the time of blocking you, because you're not going to magically pull a viable third-party candidate out of your pocket less than six weeks before the election.

[compressedrage]

*rubs hands together* I'm feeling angsty today >:)

Chosen's voice was hoarse and unused when he and Dark escaped the PC, but over time he begins speaking more and more. He never gets quite as loud as Dark, but he has a voice now. He's going to use it.

And then Dark dies. And he no longer has a reason to talk.

He wanders the Outernet, hiding from the officials who venture out to the bay to investigate the massive explosion. The only time he speaks now is when he wakes up screaming from the nightmares.

When the mercenaries finally catch up to him, his voice is almost as hoarse as it was when he'd first escaped.