I wish somebody loved me as much as my asylum patient loves horking down live birds.
β Jack Seward, probably
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I wish somebody loved me as much as my asylum patient loves horking down live birds.
β Jack Seward, probably

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Just finished Sunrise on the Reaping. Haymitch didn't drink enough.
Potch-whole is now gunna get the horns!
Bulljohn better come through for Spinlove. I have never been so involved in drama regarding a stamp but I will out stand for any of it!
I always thought Reddit was a place where people could share things they created.A few days ago I posted one of my original paintings. People loved it. We had wonderful conversations about art, emotions, and how everyone saw something different in the same sunset.
About two hours later I was permanently banned from r/MadeMeSmile for βself-promotion.β
I accepted that different communities have different rules.But then something even stranger happened.Soon afterward, a moderator from r/pics started going through my account. Not just the new postβmany of my older painting posts disappeared as well. One after another. Then I was permanently banned there too.
Maybe it was the same moderator. Maybe it wasnβt. I honestly donβt know.
What surprised me wasnβt even the ban itself. It was realizing how much power individual moderators have over what millions of people are allowed to see. One decision can erase years of posts from a community and instantly cut off your ability to participate, even if those posts had been happily sitting there for months or years.Iβm not saying moderators shouldnβt have rules. Communities need moderation.But it does make you wonder where the line is between protecting a community and allowing a single interpretation of the rules to completely reshape what people can share.
The funny part?
I wasnβt advertising anything in those posts. I wasnβt posting prices or asking anyone to buy anything. I was simply sharing my original paintings because I enjoy discussing art with strangers from around the world.
Anywayβ¦
Hereβs the painting that apparently caused all the trouble. π¨
(Seen on FB)
RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.Β
When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldnβt get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.
I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didnβt have much to βbringβ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.
βWhat are you struggling with?β he asked.
I gestured around me and said βI dunno man. Life.β
Not satisfied with my answer, he said βNo, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?β
I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didnβt want to say it.
I wanted to have something more substantial.
Something more profound.
But I didnβt.
So I told him, βHonestly? The dishes. Itβs stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CANβT do them because Iβll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just canβt stand and scrub the dishes.β
I felt like an idiot even saying it.
What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with *actual* problems, and Iβm whining to my therapist about dishes?
But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:
βRUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.β
I began to tell him that youβre not supposed to, but he stopped me.
βWhy the hell arenβt you supposed to? If you donβt want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules.β
It blew my mind in a way that I donβt think I can properly express.
That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times.
I felt like I had conquered a dragon.
The next day, I took a shower lying down.
A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the fuck they fit.
There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.
Now that Iβm in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.
But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:
THERE ARE NO RULES.
RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!
(by Kate Scott 2018)
βWhen living was a struggle instead of a blessingβ
such a good reminder that at times life feels more like somthing to endure. And at other times it is a gift of experiences. Remember in your lows there will be high and in your high be grateful for the lows and the climbing out of them.
also yes screw rules and live.

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"Please Use AI," by Shawn Smucker
Be sure to use AI when making your next, I donβt know, meal plan, for example. Definitely do not call your friend who loves to cook and ask her for her favorite recipes or tips or ways to save time making meals, because you will end up talking for longer than you had hoped, hearing, perhaps, about her fatherβs cancer diagnosis or how lonely sheβs been or even what sheβs planted in her spring garden and then lost with the early frost.
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the default way for things to taste is good. we know this because "tasty" means something tastes good. conversely, from the words "smelly" and "noisy" we can conclude that the default way for things to smell and sound is bad. interestingly there are no corresponding adjectives for the senses of sight and touch. the inescapable conclusion is that the most ordinary object possible is invisible and intangible, produces a hideous cacophony, smells terrible, but tastes delicious. and yet this description matches no object or phenomenon known to science or human experience. so what the fuck
this is what ancient greek philosophy is like
False! βSightlyβ is a positive word, so the default way for things to work is good as well.
The true most ordinary object is beautiful, horrible sounding, very smelly, intangible, and delicious.
I still donβt think it matches anything in existence but to truly understand a thing one must know its true nature.
"touchy" is also a word! however it's mostly used for things that aren't objects, like subjects of conversation. it either means "oversensitive and irritable" or "requires careful handling/wording, delicate"
i think the second one works well for our hypothetical object. so we can use that.
therefore, the Default Object is:
beautiful
makes a horrendous sound
smells absolutely awful
is very fragile
tastes delicious
and i still cannot think of anything that matches this
behold, the default object!
DEFAULT OBJECT FOUND
behold a man
Diogenes would be so proud, y'all
Potch needs to stop being a bitch
A Potch-whole some would say
Not potch-whole charging a stamp to Spinlove. This is definitely ending up in the papers but I am proud of my boy for getting in writting the bullying and not accepting his stamp charge.
goots
These goots need some boots
boots

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Finally caught up with my dracula scarf (as of July 12)! I didn't realize until crocheting this just how LONG it takes for Mina to show up again. I'm ready for her and Lucy's hot girl summer!
this Potch ordeal is stressing me out. Spinlove gave a mild clapback. Can't wait to see a real one.
Lady in drive through had a bearded dragon sitting on her boobs and she held it up and let me pet it. killing myself canceled
art is not my strong suit but this is my best recreation of what i saw when i opened the window. i have to emphasize that she was supermodel levels of gorgeous

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do you have anything to say about the very sexy fields of syntax and phonology?
Phonology is about the way we use our tongues to have conversational intercourse. Though it's perceived as covering only the oral side of things, the field also takes into account sign language, where studies of fingering and orientation matter a great deal.
Syntax is about how words hook up together. Much of it is specifically about which word comes first, how several words can come together, and making sure the last word comes before gets its period. Some syntax is also about objects and subjects, but this is more of a special interest that not all words share.
There's also morphology which determines structural and grammatical functions in contextual specifics. It is the least sexy of the three.
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and this is the true story of my monday afternoon
it frew up :'(
I'd like to thank op because I have been using these as reaction images since I first saw this post in 2022 and I had lost track of their origin but now I am grateful to the universe for the chance to say bless u
imagining someone in the world making use of my 4pm on a monday doodles is sick as hell