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DUNGEON MESHI OST ART I OWE YOU MY LIFE

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first paragraph of Finnegans Wake, Snacklish

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The teleporter problem is so funny to me because there is like zero reason why it has to annihilate the guy who walks into the entrance. It could just print the guy out on the other end and be done with it. But its like nah man we need to hook this matter replicator up to a Human Disintegrator 6000 because otherwise we might have to answer uncomfortable questions about our identity

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most people don't write essays in their heads to qualify all their opinions about art, and it's actually seen as an act of aggression when you challenge a normal person's internally unqualified opinion with an essay you wrote in your head

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"you will look for themes and motifs in media that isn't worth the effort" i will look for themes and motifs in the dirt. on the ground.

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the need to talk about the characters vs the fear that all of my analysis is just empty prose and surface level understanding

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You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.

Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…

…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.

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PACMOONIANS ENJOYING A GOLDEN SHOWER

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Sage of TV Dinners (You will become dinner for the TV)

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Happy International Museums Day to the following people:

The guy who called me the Whore of Babylon for teaching kids about Ancient Egypt as I stood there and nodded.

The woman who was deeply incensed that staff wouldn't open the cases so she could touch the organic objects.

The one guy who made me translate hieroglyphs on a stele for him, then was mad because it didn't say what he wanted it to say, and reported me for 'lying' to the public.

The parents who objected to the taxidermied animals having taxidermied genitalia because it was unseemly.

Those kids on a school trip who got on the floor in front of a mummy and started chanting 'we worship Ra' as their teacher desperately tried to get them to leave.

That one guy who...uh...really liked geodes. No, they were not a special interest. He really, really liked geodes.

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Hausu Cat and Videodrome TV. Two film sculptures by Arte Feudo. Available at Etsy. Click here!

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Violence was a profoundly fundamental part of Berlichingen’s identity. […] This was typical for men of his social class. In fact, it was the essence of chivalry. The modern sense of term, as a code of behavior for dashing, honorable knights, bears little resemblance to its medieval definition, the core of which was violence. Knights and nobles justified their existence as a social elite by fighting for acceptable causes; religious wars against Muslims or heretics were best, but a clever knight could turn almost any sort of conflict into a soul-burnishing positive. Knights were famously sensitive about their social standing, and an insult necessitated an aggressive response; otherwise, the offended party could hardly call himself a knight at all. Vengeance, anger, and drawn weapons were all basic parts of the knight’s experience and emotional tool kit.

Patrick Wyman, The Verge (via st-just)

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