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iconic seedy crime bar gets a visit from Bar Rescue where its like a Taika Wititi bit where hes just going around like "I have seen a lot of things but a NOSE JAR?! SERIOUSLY?? You pEple aRe DisGusting. HOW OFTEN IS THIS CHAIR CLEANED?"
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tranferring my iphone 8 data to my new iphone 12 was sad for me at first.
Then I realized that it was less getting a new phone and leaving behind the old one behind and more getting new hardware and new texture pack for the same data.
its still my phone! Its the same phone that ive had since I was 16! Even earlier as its built on the base data my our old family iphone that had the same number as our old landline.
My phone is layers and layers of photos and apps and formatting and settings built up and modified over years to form this strange digital reflection of me.
What will Archeologists think one day, as they dig through 300 year old Iphone backups, what will they be able to decipher about people just based on their crusty 2014 game folder
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Upon reflection, stoned thoughts are not usually as intelligent as they first appear
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A footage summary at the beginning of a wholesome youtuber epic misadventure edited to tha beat of high drama classical music will always me favourite youtube gimmick.
Turning a 26yr olds quest to eat at every themed restaurant in the usa into an epic quest is so peak entertainment.
I too can go on an epic journey to do something absurd just bc its absurd &’challenging. Makes everyday people shit seem a lot more wonderful
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God the universe is big
So how lucky am I to be in my yard, a speck looking out across space and void and stardust, at a very big rock in the sky that enacts invisible forces on me eveyday, that I will never ever visit but will always be there
But alas is doesn’t get to feel the evening breeze and hear it blow through the neighbors trees, and wind chimes tinging and the sound of people and life everywhere
So I’m content sitting in my walmart camp chair in my moment of peace.
Surrounded by life in my own personal chunk, my cozy speck in infinite infinite stardust
#poetry#existential#space#the moon#stoned ponderings#stoned thoughts#my peach paper joint is fueling me
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Had a small crisis last night while high that Smoking was killing my brain cells so I read a few studies and did a few IQ tests(first time doing so) and I scored fuckin 125. While I was high.
So I definitely have a few braincells to spare for the cause
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