So let's say that a key part of being human, a key part of BEING, is the continued questioning of the universe. We wonder if we have purpose, we search for the answer to life's questions about God, the afterlife, and what it all really means to BE to EXIST.
Now, if we take for granted the knowledge that a ghost is the past energy of a person- their soul if you will - when you combine that with man's innate curiosity and desire for meaning in existence, it only makes sense that we as people would seek to find ghosts and spirits. At the end of the day, the hunt for ghosts is a hunt for evidence of the divine.
So to all the ghost hunters out there, I gotta ask:
Why are you looking for proof of God in a dank basement?
agatha agate has a little spot on the top of her head where her fur is white and it’s very thin and the pink of her skin is a little bit visible all the time. turns out she can get sunburnt there
i say i like tragedies and everyone’s all like ‘why do you like sad stories? are you depressed?’ and never ‘how was the catharsis? was the catharsis fun?’
how do conservatives think talking to children works? if a four year old came up to me and said “i’m a cat!!” i would say “really? what makes you a cat?” and they’d say some shit like “i have claws >:)” and i’d be like “oh wow, you do have claws. but wait, i thought cats had pointed ears!” and they’d say “they DO!!!” and then i’d pull up a picture of an elf and ask “is THIS a cat?” and they’d yell “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
u wouldn’t say “fucking hell, Emily, get it together. this is the real world”