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Guys do u know that one meme where there's a girl and like a bodyguard (???) ordering drinks and the waiter give them the wrong drinks so they switch them on the last panel,???????? BECAUSE I C1NT FING IT^

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at least there are pansies and fairies and faggots and dykes and transsexuals on this earth. thank god.

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Father Moss wish you a prosperous day. Reblog for luck.

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Rescued dove learns to eat by watching others. No more force feeding! 

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Saw this bit and instantly thought of bnb 😭

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did I do the meme right

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Purple Harlequin Toad

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Discworld facts i know

Jane Austen canonically exists in the discworld but she writes crime thrillers. her first book being 'pride and extreme prejudice'*

snuff, sir Terry pratchett 2011

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#and why i legitimately consider sewing machines to be holy objects

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OK SO

its about communication and the ability to channel/understand/empathize with others who partook in the craft before you. theres a muscle memory that comes with threading a sewing machine. there's been a couple small tweaks to the form over time and by model (cutting out unnecessary steps, loading from a different spot, etc), but no matter what, if you know how to thread a sewing machine, you can thread another. you know what elements to look for, you know what direction to move toward, and the desired outcome remains the same.

i dont know if this is something other people relate to, but when i get to thread an OLD machine, there's a proud feeling of... connection? empathy? that bridges back nearly 200 years now. (the first sewing machine was manufactured in 1830!!!! 200 YEARS!!!!)

it moves me in the same way that historical art does when i take a piece in, and understand the process required to achieve that result - i deconstruct the steps and think about what it would be like to take those same actions, living their life - and i feel close to people beyond seas of time. in that moment, i understand the concept of 'ancestral spirits.'

i know for a fact that this feeling is largely influenced by how i learn and remember things. i have mild aphantasia. my mind isnt completely without images, but without other sensory factors at play, everything is... perverted. off. corrupted. stylized. when i grieve people who pass away, i have to draw them, because if i dont i'm almost certain id never remember their faces completely. for me, all memory is in the body. the act of creation is the act of cementing something within me and making it true.

knowing that there were generations upon generations who came before me, who threaded machines and oiled the same points of friction to keep them running long enough that i, too, could thread that SAME machine, invokes very powerful feelings in me. the same is true to me of handstitching. i know well not to overuse a rusted needle, but i hesitate in throwing them out sometimes because of what the constance of their existence represents.

it's not uncommon in other cultures and religions for the number 100 and the existence of something for a century to be considered holy. if you get to work with an old machine, an old loom - hell, even just getting a chance to really inspect the inside of an extant garment and see every seam, messy or otherwise - and you really understand HOW that item is used or made, you are invoking a constant as real as a mathematical formula, a law of physics. you are bigger than yourself you are connected to being alive alongside waves of humanity, past and present. and like, is that not divinity? i think so.

no, rather -- i KNOW so. i know it in my body and it is a beautiful thing to know.