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https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay
Infinity cow is a delightful concept. And there is no way in any religions conception of eternal punishment that I will be clicking that link
Not quite, surprisingly!
^ is this all my followers
Hm. Take a wild guess
You live in a house decorated according to your url. What does it look like
Yes 👍
inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.
Become a swarm of moths for 36 seconds
Additional card to put in the deck of many things you have 20 seconds go
Trains and charts and community oh my
Reblog to open a rail line from your blog to the person you reblogged this from
Misread that as “alto clef basegirl” and thought the follow up was going to be a trouble/treble pun
the alto clef beastgirl metaphor grind never stops i will literally be posting about alto clef beastgirl metaphors on my death bed
O damn we missed the baps
Fish!!!!
FISH DRAWING JUMPSCARE
this post will not be here for long
NEVERMIND NOT DELETING MY OWN POST ANYMORE you guys are nice and I'm not afraid to be cringe anymore this drawing I made gives me serotonin even though it's not technically impressive
wdym an average platonic bond cant be deep and meaningful do none of you remember the power of friendship
Sometimes I lay awake at night just thinkin about mafic volcanoes.
OP I want to Study you
if possible i would crack open gods skull a la a pistachio and smoke whatever the fuck resides in there not for my own benefit but to see if she is as mortal as she pretends she is
Look up (the vocal group) Roomful of Teeth
been really getting into music lately. has anyone else discovered this music thing. there's sounds in there.
I’m pretty sure the stone human bones one can happen
Geological horror. You find a geode and crack it open and the crystal lining its walls is human blood that can't be genetically matched to anyone. You find a human skeleton but every one of the bones is made from rock, a rock that you know can't be whittled into those shapes. You find layers of clay and loam that sport ancient fossils at the top and the still-rotting corpses of modern animals at the bottom.
Shows more mandokar than those Evaar’la “Mando’ade” fuckers do
finally some good fucking news
keep fucking and eating and napping and having a zest for life forever king 🤘
I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.
It's right-handed
I am right-handed
There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly
I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.
There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.
I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.
A homo erectus made it
Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.
Who were you
A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?
Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?
Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?
Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?
Who were you?
What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?
What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.
Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?
Or has it always been divine?
Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?
Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.
The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.
Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?
I'm not religious.
But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine
I don't know what is.
Hi I’m a girl tell me about your curse
Downright perverse that I can’t enjoy a bagel right now