good morning in the land of the dead

partner and I recently started a new nightly routine where we pretend to be space aliens trying to learn about/appreciate human culture by having a bowl of ice cream and watching any <15 minute video youtube recommends us of people demonstrating great skill and dedication to some form of art. so far I would say it's been very successful. we have gotten to watch world champion indigenous hoop dancing, a pianist playing beethoven for an elephant, an armored MMA longsword cage match, russian folk dancing, the opening stanzas of the epic of gilgamesh performed in sumerian, mongolian throat singing, and a dramatic re-enactment of the JFK assassination using my little pony figurines

mwah is a very important word

If I keep practicing I might even be a person soon

thin veil today isnt it

seething about the fact that i will never experience photosynthesis in my own useless cells. i bet it feels so good when the light of the sun both warms you and fuels you at the same time. a bone-deep satisfaction mixed with a heated sugar-rush and endless brightness. not that i would fucking know

I feel like pirating media that isn’t sold or offered anywhere legally anymore shouldn’t be called piracy. Girl thats archaeology