mousette:

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I’m obsessed with buildings like this, they are so beautiful because they are pure function. The form is just an incredible display of geometry.

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sexhaver:

sexhaver:

if i ever become religious again, i will solely be interpreting the nature of God by consulting media produced by terminally online and clearly mentally unwell people. think Gene Ray’s Time Cube, Terry Davis’s TempleOS, and Bob Hickman’s… entire online presence

Bob Hickman in particular is fascinating to me for a lot of reasons. first off, his mantra has wormed its way into my brain and i find myself thinking it at the most random times: “God Entered My Body Like A Body My Same Size” tickles something deep in the reptilian corners of my neocortex. also it helps that he spreads this message by making literally tens of thousands of different accounts across different websites, cold calling random phone numbers, and driving this car around Indianapolis:

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what really gets me about his delivery of the mantra is how rote it seems to him. he rattles it off at the beginning of every single one of his video posts, but it always seems like he’s a bit distracted and just getting through it for the ten thousandth time so he can say what he wants to. he says it the same way we said the pledge of allegiance in middle school (USAmerican moment), like someone or something is forcing him to.

what intrigues me most, though, is the way he talks about receiving the Holy Spirit. in sharp contrast to the official party line that God is good and being blessed is a positive thing, Bob seems to treat God entering him as a great burden, like some alien consciousness is forcing itself inside. God Entered My Body Like A Body My Same Size, so now it’s twice as cramped. God as a parasite; a freeloader; a body snatcher. this is the kind of heresy and blasphemy i can get behind

he also puts out a LOT of books. i can’t tell if he keeps republishing the same book with slightly different titles and covers across different websites, but i keep finding new ones. most seem to be listed on Amazon Singapore for some reason and almost none are in stock anywhere, which is a damn shame because the covers alone are some of the best outside art i’ve seen in years:

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these two front-and-back pairings in particular are really resonating with me:

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i sincerely want some of these framed

Anonymous asked: My gf is an actual amab cis girl. They wrote male on her birth certificate by mistake

kentuckyfreedchicken:

muirneach:

beemovieerotica:

thiswebsitenamesareweird:

nevertrustanoracle:

nest:

nest-deactivated20181209:

holy shit tell your girlfriend congrats on the fun gender

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In an odd inversion, my cis grandfather was marked as female on his DEATH certificate.

afad

I’m male whenever I’m on Brazilian soil because when I applied for a visa, the lady didn’t believe I was a cis woman and put male on my documents even after I complained twice, so I’m also amab (Assigned Male At BrazilianBorder)

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my bestie is a cis woman and is amad (assigned male at drivingliscense)

While this is funny this really should highlight to people how deep transphobia runs. It diesn’t matter if you’re cis or trans, strangers in the world will just DECIDE based on apparent visual indicators that simply arent accurate. Cis women are not excempt from harrassment and being accused of being “secretly a man”. All arguments about single-sex spaces crumble when perceptiona of what women SHOULD look like simply arent accurate at all.

And even for simple admin errors, it highlighrs further how much these systems do not care about you. They won’t change your gender on your papers regardless of if you are or aren’t trans. It’s a simple mis-click that could result in you being accused of something like fraud and no one is going to listen to you or take your complaints seriously to fix it before that happens.

Tranaphobia is not exclusive to trans people, its a far wider issue and its time transphobes (and TERFs especially) picked up on that reality and realised what theyre actually doing to themselves.

lalalychee:

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Due to the Unfortunate!

We are deeply out of Onions!

silverandzlo:

dontbeanassbutt:

butchspace:

We need like “unclench your jaw” posts but for eye strain. Like

Go look at something 20ft away for 20 seconds.

take off your glasses if you wear them for 20 seconds

Recommended by my optometrist

Look at something 20 feet away, then 10, then 5, then one, then if you can your nose.

Repeat twice, then again without glasses.

Face forward look out of the corner of your eye. As far as you can look. Slowly move to the other corner. Repeat twice.

Look down as far as you can. Slowly look up. Repeat twice.

Roll eyes twice.

Close eyes for five minutes.

I do this every day usually at my halfway point. My migraines went away. My vision go better. Honestly stretching my eyes as she put it feels great too.

charlottan:

vapboy:

they should invent a strain of weed called video essay

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canthaveshitingotham:

we dont talk enough about how awesome folders on the computer are

armed-saphire:

prohaloplayer:

copywriteddad:

this video has invaded my brain

👹 yo bro 👋 come over here 👋 come over here check out my new shoes they’re the 👹 BRAND NEW ☺️ oooone twoo~ buckle my shoooooe~ 🤗 threee four~ buckle some mooooore~ 😇 fiiiive six, nike kicks! 👹 OOHOOHOOHOO that is so FIRE! 🧍🏼‍♂️ ahahahaha

we’re not allowed to sing or play this video out loud at my house because it immediately ruins my dad’s whole day

foxgirlmilf:

like i have never seen a gag funnier than this that i can recall

scottbaiowulf:
“ Tumblr keeps suggesting this post and I’m going to reblog it every time I see it
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scottbaiowulf:

Tumblr keeps suggesting this post and I’m going to reblog it every time I see it

drtanner:

theslowesthnery:

please look at this feisty, fluffy child

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incredible

Ohhhhh, he’s gonna get you!! He’s gonna get you so bad!! He’s so big and fierce!! He’s gonna get you!!!

sunshine-tattoo:

homosexualontheloose:

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i was about to say this is at the Toronto airport and then suddenly it definitely. Was. Not.

airyairyaucontraire:

JRR Tolkien, writing The Hobbit: The passages there were crossed and tangled in all directions, but the goblins knew their way, as well as you do to the nearest post-office…

Me, a child, reading it: Oh dear. I’m not sure I do know the way to the nearest post-office. It sounds as if that’s absolutely something I’m supposed to know. I can’t know less than a goblin. The book will be disappointed in me.

Me, a little while later, figuring out the location of a nearby post-office: oh thank goodness

Me for the rest of my life: feeling vaguely comforted and affirmed by knowing the location of the nearest post-office, a facility I almost never use, because I am at least the navigational equal of a goblin