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the sunlight on our skin, and all the other things that make us human

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She drinks red bull I drink monster she's cheer captain and i am a lobster

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All you need in life is a color picker willing to expose you to the unbounded madness we call color vision.

me, absolutely clueless: "I want a color just like this one, but in red" color picker: Fuck you think you are, a Mantis Shrimp? Don't talk to me again until you can afford a wide gamut monitor.

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does my gay little dance

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You meet god and she's mostly dead fish. You ask her why and she says most of the world is dead fish, and she's made herself to appeal to the most common denominator, the everyman funnyman comedy show that runs for eleven seasons but with the entire universe in mind. You ask her how much of the dead fish is your fault, she says it's far less than you'd think, in the grand scheme of things. You ask her if you matter at all. If you can do anything. She shrugs her rotting shoulders and says mattering is a made-up concept, like life, but sure, you can matter if you want to, on some scale. She has many scales. She doesn't know what you mean by 'anything', but you can do everything you can. You ask her if it's enough. She says there's no base requirement for deserving to exist. She's smoking a joint and the smoke filtering out of her gills gathers and forms gas giants and red dwarfs. You ask her if there's any hidden secrets of the universe you should know and she says it's not a secret if she tells, plus it's fun to let you figure it out yourself. You ask her if any of your questions were right questions and she says you worry about being right so much it might keep you from fucking around, which is as close to meaning of life as she ever bothered to make. You don't ask but she says she loves your hair, also your whole being, also your planet. She says she figured out what love is yesterday and is trying it out, which explains the ten thousand rainbows and sudden influx in rains of fish. She offers you a drag of her joint and you wake up half past midnight behind a chain restaurant clutching a smoked salmon. The new stars are winking like they're in on some joke and you're sure if you try hard enough you'll remember what it is.

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my relationship with gender? we're divorced

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Thank god I saved this from gayporntattoos before it got deleted

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What an insane artistic statement to make about your own work. This is what we’re known for, you want it? You want it back? Just like you remember? You want a nostalgia act? Fine, I’ll give you nostalgia! I’ll give you characters that have BEEN trapped in an endless loop of performing over and over again, and how desperately they want to leave. I’ll end the show with the famous song about keeping on living by being killed on stage. Nostalgia is killing us. Nostalgia is killing you. But you just hit repeat.

Anyway thanks for playing in the space with us, we’re gonna play some other songs now! :)

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I survived the hostage situation at Mcr Seattle

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my favorite part was when they all got fucking kidnapped and the clown blew the fuck up

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out of context mcr concert spoilers

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This was the energy they were bringing to that encore, genuinely hilarious. they just walked back on in normal clothes and basically did not acknowledge All Of That

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THE RULES:

Families of 4 and under are expected to aplaud for 30 seconds at a time only. Any family or gathering of 5 or more members can only snap fingers and hoot, clapping or hollering of any kind is strictly prohibited.

No weapons, dental tools or otherwise.

Please do not throw hair

Fight only when fought upon. Non-combat is discouraged in all areas.

No touching!

All feet must be covered from sight with foot coverings of some kind.

Run slowly (when possible).

Fun having is mandatory. Mandatory fun is healthy for the mind

No time for bad times, unless timing is bad, whereas make time feel worse and so forth and so on.

Give more than you have. Take what has been given only.

Only sing along when unsure of the correct lyrics.

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Okay so some people can’t see objects in their imagination and some people don’t think in words and some people hear their thoughts like a voice and others don’t. I get that

But how many distinct channels do most folks have playing at once? cause my normal range is 2-4 and I though that was just what thinking was LIKE but CBD brings that down to just 1

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I know I couldn't handle having kids but if I was left in charge of some, I'd take them to the park to feed ducks. Not bread though, you shouldn't feed that to ducks. We're feeding them lettuce. Let the ducks going apeshit over lettuce show the kids that lettuce is actually awesome. When they go home, their parents are baffled by the fact that the kids are now willingly eating salad. In the most horribly animalistic fucked up way possible.

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Bug Crossing 🐛

I got the idea for this piece on a sunny day a while ago after seeing a beetle in the park struggle to get across the hot tarmac path, just a silly visual to explore the question of how much we should be mindful of the wildlife we share a habitat with - they live here too!