My Autistic Existence

Yesterday I finished the book High Fidelity for the third time—I first read it as a teenager, then as a twenty-something, and now again in my late thirties… the difference was palpable in this read, I felt like I’d never met this guy before! He grew in the end but I guess now that I’m his age I now have no patience for his bullshit lol. It remains one of my favourite novels, not in spite of this fact but because of it. In Rob’s honour here’s one of his infamous top five records of all time—this one goes out to our favourite emotionally stunted manchild, I wish him a very grow the fuck up.

H2Octopus is the layman’s term for this particularly unique creature. Somehow this octopus manages to maintain its shape which is comprised almost entirely of water; minus the lightly scaled membrane connecting its tentacles. If you try to remove it from its aquatic home it simply melts into nothing. So please don’t.

This Dan Piraro comic always makes me cry.

Crows are the very best birds.

Long tongued Nectar Bat Sri Phang Nga

Crow wooden decoration I made a few months ago!

Once upon a time, there was a forest that existed only for those who still knew how to dream. The moss glimmered with dew and the trees swayed gently, weaving their branches into garlands. And there, rested a small pale stone chapel, silent witness to fairy creatures and unearthly presences that had danced within its walls for centuries. Whoever enters breathes in that ancient magic and for a moment knows a peace that belongs to no world but its own. And so the forest guards its oldest secret: that nature and magic have always been one and the same.

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