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(:3 っ)∋ <- seal

(:3= っ)∋ <- walrus

nsfw = nosfewatu

learning that "ordeal" didn't get loaned into germanic languages from romance languages but that it actually happened the other way around feels about on par with finding out what language akimbo comes from

hey. if you want to actually change minds, don't be unkind to the people you're trying to convince. or you CAN but in most scenarios you'll alienate a potential ally. what matters more to you? taking your anger out on someone? or helping them actually understand the situation at hand?

"wow you're fucking stupid OBVIOUSLY x isn't y. can you learn to read or something" <- changes no minds, the person you're talking to will struggle to agree with you because by extension they would have to agree that they're stupid for being wrong, total happiness for everyone involved is through the FLOOR. in the NEGATIVES. no one wins, even if you feel good in the moment.

all that being said, conserve your energy and efforts. if someone repeatedly shows that they have no intention of considering any of your words, disengage! walk away! you CAN change minds but you CAN'T change everyone. "is this a constructive use of my time?" is a question worth asking yourself when you catch yourself talking to someone who is attempting to animorph into a brick wall. patience and kindness are awesome weapons but you do have to pick your battles. [:

we’re so lucky that gilgamesh survived and is a banger. can you imagine if we found the oldest written human story ever recorded and it sucked balls.

I think it’s beautiful when what you loved doing when you were 6 finds you again when you’re in your 20s or 30s or 40s or 50s or 60s or 70s or 80s or 90s or

listen I am all for fidget toys. But we need to go harder. Humans were actually not meant to sit through lectures without using their hands. Fight against the robotification of humanity. Do fibercrafts in your office/classroom/church. You do not need to sit there like the impassable ideal man. Do fibercrafts. Start embroidering at work. Listen to the call of the strings.

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else