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Mark Rothko, Untitled (Lavender And Green), 1952

the fact that "bargaining" is a stage of grief. + the fact that when I'm in extreme pain all I can do is lie on the floor and say "please please please" = we are such social animals. we really really really just have a brain that is wired for "surely there must be a way I can interact with someone else that will fix this" even under the most extreme of circumstances, where any rational thought will see a total absence of guys, such as when one is alone in the woods dying of exposure. humans have such a big hole inside us that's for "Someone Else" like a social placeholder such that we keep engineering stuff like religion in a million different ways in a million different places and times. we gotta have

I love how when highly social apes gained the ability to think narratively the immediate result was like "ok everythings a guy now" like that's so funny that's SO charming of us. hello I have developed the cognitive capacity to frame my experiences in a narrative and now that mountain is a guy. the river? a guy. storm? also a guy. they're all guys now. when they do something which results in damage inconvenience or death is probs bc they're mad at us. because they're guys.

Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969