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We live in the dumbest, lamest cyberpunk dystopia possible.

So LA has been — and continues to — protest against ICE. These protests haven’t gotten any smaller or lost any momentum, but social media wasn’t reflecting it.

TikTok users, realizing that the platform/other social media are censoring/deleting/shadowbanning these protest videos, decided to find a workaround.

They’re calling it the LA Music Festival. Ice detention centers and other protest locations are “stages.” The hottest band is Rage Against the Machine. “Here’s what gear you should be bringing to stay safe at the LA Music Festival.”

And it fucking worked.

TikTok has become a proving ground for a lot of new music, meaning lots of labels and organizations have lucrative deals with TikTok to promote their new artists and music festivals. So they absolutely cannot censor the words “music festival” or train the algorithm to ignore it, or they risk endangering that very important revenue.

So now protest videos are flooding feeds again, but it’s the LA 24/7 Music Festival. Truly an incredible timeline we’ve landed in.

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I keep having a fucking debate in my head if David Bowie would use Ai cause let’s be real mans was always on the cutting edge and a ton of older celebrities have used it (Jeff Lynne and Over and Out tour I’m looking at you) BUT I DONT THINK HE FUCKING WOULD and there was a post ages ago I saved cause it was Elon Musk with fucking Bowie makeup and I literally wanted to vomit dude. David would fucking hate this shit sm man if I find the old photo I’ll share it cause it’s wildly gross but it had to do something with “colonize Mars” and whatever the fuck.

Also bro had literally predicted technology being fucking out of control and wild and whatever so if any tech bro tells you “yeah Bowie would love this!” No the fuck he would not. He was actively scared of the future. In awe of technology and the internet yea. But in fear of what it would do to us.

everytime someone uses or makes AI images/videos of david bowie, an angel loses its wings ....

and most, if not, all the time it's so ugly, they do him so dirty ...

if I wanna see that man's asymmetrical face, I want REAL images and REAL art of him thank you very much !!

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Yeah. Yeah he would say that.

the I'm afraid of americans music video

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I got the wonderful opportunity to see Labyrinth on the big screen last week (thank you Fathom Events) and I think this time around really helped me nail down one of the things that makes this movie so special to me: the ending message.

A story with a somewhat childish sixteen-year-old girl who immerses herself in magic and fantasy worlds who goes through a journey and a transformation and comes out the other side more mature could very easily have ended with the message of "Now that the adventure in the fantasy world is over, our heroine has grown and matured enough to leave magic and fantasy behind and become an Adult."

But Labyrinth doesn't do that.

Labyrinth says: "You might grow up a little. You might put away your costumes and your music box and your crown. You might give your teddy bear to your little brother. But that doesn't mean you have to leave it all behind. Every so often in your life, for no reason at all, you might need a little magic back in your life. And your friends in the fantasy world will always be there for you."

"Should you need them."

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lost and found (1/?)

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People have been nagging me to share “the curry story” on here for ages, so alright, I’ll do it. (If you’re Indian and reading this, I am so sorry).

I swear to god, everything I am about to say in this story is true.

When I was eleven, I moved to a small town in rural England and acquired a new best friend at school. Her at that point seemingly-very-normal-parents- nice suburban house, three kids, trampoline in the backyard- invited me over for dinner, and said they were making curry and rhubarb crumble.

“Curry and rhubarb crumble”. Never in the history of mankind have words been so untrue.

The “curry” consisted of, I swear I am not making this up, a vague mixture of * deep breath, oatmeal, tofu sausages, corn, tomato juice, chopped onions, raisins, “leftover broccoli leaves”, kale, and scrambled eggs. The only spice in it was the tiniest smidgen of turmeric. All these ingredients were vaguely stirred together, undercooked, and stuck under a broiler for ten minutes. 

They gave me a massive portion. I somehow, I still don’t know how, was polite enough to finish it.

“I’m done,” I said.

“No,” said her father. “In this house, we LICK our plates clean.”

He did. They didn’t make me hold it up and lick it like they all did, but they did make me clean the plate with a piece of bread and my fork until they were satisfied.

Desert came. The rhubarb crumble was entirely unsweetened. Not so much as a raisin. I can’t remember what the crumble part was, because my mind is still haunted by the memory of being forced to eat an entire bowl of unsweetened rhubarb. You know in old Looney Tunes when characters would be tricked into eating allum and their heads would shrink? That’s what eating it felt like. They made me clean my bowl of that too, and wouldn’t let me leave the table until I finished. 

The next time, (I was in middle school and as yet too polite to turn down my best friend’s parents) they made “spaghetti and meatballs and salad”. The spaghetti was utterly plain and so undercooked it was crunchy, the “meatballs” consisted of a single large orb of some grey material i have yet to identify, and the salad was, i shit you not, limp boiled lettuce. Crunchy spaghetti, unidentified lumpy grey stuff, and boiled lettuce.

The fascinating thing is that, while yes, these people were obviously health nuts, it was so much more than that. They were health nuts who also cooked like aliens who had never seen human food before. Or like small children making “potions”. One of the more edible things they served to me once was a dessert they made up which consisted of halved apples rolled in cornflour with some milk poured on top. One time, they were convinced to make pizza as a treat. They decided to put an onion on it. Fair and fine, you’d think. Not in that house. They just cut the onion in half once, and stuck each unchopped half facedown on one side of the pizza.

Speaking of onions, one time, my friend decided to make a banana and yoghurt smoothie. Her dad came in, said it wasn’t healthy enough, and made her add an onion to it.

They had a homemade cereal I thankfully was able to opt out of trying which 100% looked like the contents of a vacuum bag. I still have no idea what it contained.

Amazingly, it was by no means just me who experienced this. It was a small town, and every girl in it my age had a selection of horror stories about being invited to dinner at this friend’s house in the exact same ritualistic horror-film fashion. We used to sit around comparing them at sleepovers. Age did not exempt you. One time, this friend’s six year old brother had a friend over for dinner at the same time, poor soul. His mom arrived to pick him up, and wasn’t allowed to take him home until he finished whatever crime against cooking was on the menu that night. 

Every story was the same. The ritual that never varied. Every time, these people would make a huge fanfare out of inviting you over for dinner, act all hospitable and excited, set the table, and then serve you a massive helping of the worst food in the world, and make you clean your plate of it, desert included. Who the hell forces you to finish your DESERT?

It’s a mystery to me. They clearly had SOME degree of self-awareness, because after I came to my senses and started coming up with excuses to avoid eating at their house they would tease me saying things like “ohoho, you don’t like LIKE our food do you”. If they had been a bit more fun and less generally puritanical sort of people, I could totally believe this was a family trolling activity where they secretly schemed to come up with the worst possible dishes, secretly filmed themselves forcing people to eat them and watched it and laughed afterwards, I could believe it.

All I’m saying is I’m pretty sure they weren’t aliens, but the more I type this out, the more tempted I am to believe it. Fuck it, maybe they WERE aliens.

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𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧' 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬. ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · · 𝐀 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝.

⤷ "𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆" ‧₊˚ ┊

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I need to start talking about classic rock again and probably the muppets but I’m in such a Doctor Who/Deltarune kick I am just like GRAHHHH!!!!!!

it’s like I know I have a couple mutuals who are interested in two or all of these and I think I’d make more friends if I talked more OR IF I MADE MORE FANART >:( which already having problems making regular art but I’m going back to school so that should get me in the swing.. maybe I can finish my Vashta Nerada glass tile cause like that shit was baller like bro I posted the glass TARDIS on my art page and like so many people want more and I’m like “I’m sorry but all I have are fish tiles! *throws sea life in desperation and despair* 🐟🐠🐡🐙🦀🐬🐳⚓️🦑🦈🦭🪸🪼🦦🐚🦞🦐

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Bro the way IM OBSESSED with the way you draw David and Kermit like two of my favs in one image makes brain go brrrrrrr

kermit and david stopped making sense ✨

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GUUUUUYYYYS :) come get your Rose :3 Jacks next reminder these just started so if you have suggestions REBLOG OR COMMENT

Doctor Who playlists I made

ok, it's exactly what it says in the title, but like I started making these a few months back, and I am DESPERATE for fan interpretations. Like I wanna talk about the reasons I added certain songs and stuff, and like write mini fics around the music, so HERE playlists be upon ye! i only have two cause i can imagine exactly what they listen to yknow?

(Ps read the tags)

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Listen I just want to get gently caressed by a strange woods creature that strikes fear into the hearts of men

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Imagine being the first human your alien meets, and thinks everyone acts like you, so he starts to copy everything you do. It takes him a while, but he ends up finding out that you are neurodivergent and he learned nothing about social interaction and normal behaviour.

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Humans would make terrible pets for any extra terrestrial unfortunate enough to fall down the ‘human adoption’ rabbit hole.

You remember that phase you had–we all had it at some point–the one where you would spend all day and all night hoping and dreaming and wishing you could get some sort of exotic pet. A chinchilla, a rare snake, a lizard, a giant rabbit, a parrot- and it usually went in one of two directions.

You either A, found out how much work and money and care this animal would take- all the illnesses they might be prone to, how delicate they can be -and you pushed that hope somewhere into the back of your mind for later,

Or B, as is the case for many human parents to-be–you got your beloved pet, loved on it hard, and realized first hand just how awful raising an exotic can be.

Of course that isn't to say there aren't people out there who put all the time and effort into raising their new darling- maybe you did give your bunny a house to roam, the perfect toys and snacks that wouldn't hurt it, covered up all the wires with tape and plastic;

Maybe you built a beautiful terrarium for your reptile, with hides and climbing tools and little ponds and fantastic substrate teeming with life;

Maybe you wrote your parrot into your will because you know it might outlive you, avoided mirrored toys and stroking anywhere but its head, kept its beak and nails trimmed and buffed;

Or maybe you're the poor alien who just realized how many health issues humans are subjected to, spending late night on shmoogle or spotmail asking;

‘What is ADHD?’ ‘Why is this one so flexible, it looks painful!’ ‘Why can't it stand very often?’ ‘Why does it choke on air and spit!’ ‘Why is it broken? Why is it red and itchy? Why is it swollen or angry or paranoid?’

A sudden nosebleed, chronic migraines, low blood pressure, high blood pressure, diabetes (‘There’s multiple types!?’), intolerances, allergies, muscle cramps- it seems like everything under the sun afflicts their poor little humans!

Oh- now why is that one acting so strange? Is it in heat? Is it nesting? Should I get it fixed? Ah! Why is it bleeding!

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The doctor and the master

i like videogames

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more lineups I did a long time ago but forgot about, i’m too lazy to do chapter 4 characters 💔

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People like to portray Spamton as this manipulative little bastard, but this is the guy who was so happy to have Noelle open his email that he immediately gifted her a Pipis?? Something he's only previously done for his romantic partner?? It's the guy who leaps out of Kris's pocket the moment Tenna shows a modicum of fondness for him?? The guy who starts singing and dancing with joy when the Fun Squad spares him after the Neo fight??

Yeah, maybe he puts up a front of being a sleazy scammer but he has such a big heart. And it's not hard to get it to show, even after he's been beat down and thrown in the trash