How did this adorable little nihilist make it into a kids movie? I don't care. I love Lumalee. 💙
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Oh, look. It's the reason I have to go back to the service industry mines instead of finding a way to break into the indentured servitude of a job with a chair and weekends.
Which is fine, of course. I'm fine. This is all completely fine. Absolutely the finest. Never been finer.
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"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion."
– Albert Camus
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3 minutes of Super Mario Bros movie characters and minizine innovation :)
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Alternate ways to say "things will get better."
Negative circumstances are powerless in the face of Time.
All trauma and heartache bends before the might of Change.
All pain and suffering will be buried under the sands of Fate.
Nothing is forever.
Things WILL get better.
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god i am obsessed eith the tonal shift between ahlf life 1 and 2 in regard to the sense of success at ur accomplisments
in 1, nothing you do ever gives u a sense of success or accomplishment, u killed people, u killed aleins but u have so much more to do. its an empty feeling, oh u killed the tentacles? cool go down the hole, dog urself deeper into this mess. oh you killed the gargantua and turned on the railway? go down deeper into the water and blood deeper into the bowels of the beast you created of the facility. you kill the nihilanth and u look up at the fireworks knoeing you are going to die, you cannot escape the explosion and the mess youve created. ur pulled from the mess and you are told you have guranteed urself a future of killing and endless battles or a battle u can never win. mothing you do matter none of it is worth anything. you are cold and alone and soaked in blood and people are only getting more scared
but in 2 the mood shifts, the smallest battles give people hope for a future. you can kill even a few soldiers and even if you do have to go deeper, the people around you cheer, if only for a moment, theyre alive and breathing and so are you. so many things yo do youre asked to do them again and again and each time these people are excited, thwyre grasping for a semblance of hope til thwir nails bleed and they cheer becuz they are alive and in the sun and watching their breath freeze as they cheer in the cold air of the mountains. the grass is green and growing and its more life than uve seen since before you moved to the middle of a desert to work in a concrete prison far from the warmth of the sun where it bakes all that it touches.
do you think gordon feels the happiness of the rebels? feels a sense of accomolishment in even the smallest thing he does? is he satisfied or fullfilled for helpjng these people? can he feel the sun warm the skin of his face and the bite of eastern european chill on his nose the way the rebels do? does he relish in that he is alive still? is he coming back? or do you think he still feels dull as he sinks deeper and deeper into the recesses of his mind and the concrete cage of balck mesa where his old life died?
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Just wanna end my days with you in a hail of bullets in the moonlight
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I love this squat little unicorn. Art credit goes to Sugar and Sloth. Support them here.
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(currently working on a reply with the elder abyss toni and im starkly reminded of how these two cope with their implied depression - differently, but still really Really badly)
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