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Hey. Your brain needs to de-frag. Literally it needs you to sit there and space out.
If you want your memory or executive function to improve, stare out a window at the skyline or sidewalk or trees or birds on the electrical wires for like 20+ minutes per day. (With no other stimulation like a podcast or TV if you can manage but hey baby steps innit). If you're fortunate enough to have safe outside with any bits of nature, go stare closely at a 1 meter square of grass and trip out on the bugs and shapes of grasses and stuff.
Literally this will make you smarter. Our brains HAVE TO HAVE this zone out time to do important stuff behind the scenes. This does not happen during sleep, it's something else.
That weird pressurized feeling you get sometimes might be your brain on no defrag.
Give your brain a Daily Dose Of De-Frag.
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About 10 years ago I was working for a gaming company doing creature design. After work, I would go home and dissect animals in my garage. I borrowed a tiger carcass from a local taxidermist. I wanted to understand how the jaw muscles worked, so I stop motion animated it.
The muscle on the back of the head (Temporalis) bulges out when the jaw is closed. But when the is jaw is open, it depresses in like the surface of a trampoline. But not uniformly, in a Y shaped pattern.
I ended up getting evicted for stop motion animating tiger parts in my garage…..but it was worth it. I still have hard drives full of animal carcasses reference animations today. Fun Times.
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this scene was a standout for me and unexpectedly very moving. Nasha fiercely recognised Mickey’s humanity. Something that he’d been alienated from by his role as an ‘expendable’. After every death and reprinting Mickey was met with either cold indifference or the type of curiosity afforded to a lab rat. Mickey’s deaths were played as flippant and humorous till we saw how horrific and torturous they’d been. He would die and be reprinted repeatedly but she knew he held the memories of every death. Even though there was nothing she could do to stop this death, she did what you do when someone you love is dying, she comforted him. She got right in there with him to witness it so he didn’t have to die and remember this one alone

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nasha was THE highlight of Mickey 17 she actually felt like a character and not just the demure, loving girlfriend, she was messy and jealous and obsessive and it was such a fun watch, like she was literally this

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sorry boss can't come in today i was on my way to work and then a gentle spring breeze kissed my cheek and reminded me it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world
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Nagakin Capsule Tower, designed by Kisho Kurokawa in Ginza, Tokyo. 'Nihon Noir' photos by Tom Blachford.
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u better not be the fancy orchestral dune sand worm when i get there
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Is that a Soprano's reference???
Grunkle Giorno at it again, bribing his distant relatives with sweet treats on his business trips to the Speedwagon Foundation in the US (Josuke works with them now too). Little Jolyne is falling for it but Josuke still finds him suspicious 😅
Giorno doesn't want to get innocent people tangled in his shady business practices so he doesn't fully tell them what his line of work is. But of course this is the early 2000s and Josuke has seen The Sopranos, The Godfather, and the news and can piece together that there's no way Giorno can afford a fancy villa and luxury cars with a waste manager salary.
(bonus sketch of Giorno sucking Mista's balls)
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Nyagua Ruea wearing John Galliano l'école de danse' S/S 1996 + Balenciaga fall 2021 armor boots for Dazed "Same spells, new rituals" autumn 2021, by Rafael Pavarotti
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Angelina Adhel Bol photographed by Travis Matthews, styled by Jahulie
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Mark Mattock - Jane Bradbury for Alexander Mcqueen (i-D #170 1997)
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