cosmicpaladintaka
cosmicpaladintaka
it's ya boi
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here, queer, bi, and I have no idea. 18+ and kinda fucked in the head, trying to figure things out. I don't stand for any sort of hate or prejudice. I have a lot of different hobbies
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cosmicpaladintaka · 13 hours ago
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“milk is from bre*sts EW” “eggs are basically menstruation” “honey is bee barf yuck!!” do you guys ever stop sounding like 4th graders who think cooties still exist or what
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cosmicpaladintaka · 13 hours ago
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drinking water when I have a headache should give instant relief. it should go away. what's even the point of drinking water if it can't do that
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cosmicpaladintaka · 18 hours ago
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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What would happen if Umbra went through a prism?
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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The culture and relationships in Bionicle are so fascinating because they don’t age as humans, yet still “grow” through divine will.
Matoran are not children and Turaga are not old, however they still hold authority over them, as the Turaga aged through will of god and life experience they gained as Toa.
It’s funny coming back to Metru Nui and Turaga Dume is still there alive and well, because thinking as a human, and perceiving him as an old man in the Toa Metru saga, you’d expect him to be long dead but like. These creatures are not mortal. He and the other Turaga, who used to be Matorans that looked to him for guidance, are now of the same status and regard each other as such.
It’s so bittersweet how on Mata Nui, the Turaga all remember all the Matoran as the friends, acquaintances, or rivals that they used to be, while the Matoran have none of those memories. For a millennium, they didn’t know that their elders and leaders used to be their friends and equals.
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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The idea that people would lament an idea older than they are, especially something as rare and precious as Hewkii and Macku in the “romance isn’t canon” series abhors me. Like these are all meaty robots thousands of years old made by intelligent design as tools. Their free will and especially their love is a powerful symbol, they’re not humans
Sometimes i hear something like "its good romance isnt canon bc matoran are children and toa are adults so itd be bad if hewkii and macku got together for real" and ill find a way to reasonably argue that the toa mata are actually newborns based solely on the imagery of their arrival and some of their early behaviors on the spot just to make a point
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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the first sound of the future
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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from 1980
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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Some fish are just regular guys, billions of them and marine biologists will just roll up and be like, oh yeah, that's Steve, I know that guy.
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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Everyone shut up and look at this carving of a whale from the 1200-600 CE Chumash culture
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cosmicpaladintaka · 20 hours ago
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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
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