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#exestentialism
dtron112 · 5 months
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Y'all ever just realize that you just exist and have to deal with that ...
Did you guys know that Trazyn The Infinite manipulates his face plate into smile's and other expressions to fuck with other necrons?
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i think this is one of the best depictions of postmodernism i've ever really seen
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caffri3nd · 6 months
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carlosmfpinto · 4 months
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DESPERTAR
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The heart defines, without measurable criteria, places where the feeling of 'home' unexpectedly emerges. This place is one of those. Each visit results in a melancholic journey through projections and utopias accompanied by the strange feeling of nostalgia for something not lived (at least not in a carnal and conscious way).
In this photographic series, I seek to convey a journey from the interior of this place to the outside. From the more enclosed element to a more open atmosphere. Metaphorically, this is how I feel: limited and closed like the walls of these houses when I arrive, evolving into a state of expansion and freedom with every breath, like that ibex in the vastness of its territory.
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Castro Laboreiro, Portugal, 2023
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libraryboy · 4 months
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guys will just exist late in the night and realize they're alive in this Ever Expanding Universe and die a little inside .. it's me i'm guys
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themishmash · 1 month
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Scapolite SU art! Also a short realization.
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sticksndshards · 2 months
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the urge to link my ao3 account and have it gain traction and blow up and become a recognised author and sign a publishing deal and become number one bestseller overnight and be screamed about on tiktok and then be referenced by scholars then be inscribed into stone and immortalised oh my god i dont want to die oh god oh god
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themagiccaspian · 11 months
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Have the things that make us up always existed
Or are they just repurposed from eternal material
Is anything truly created or just remade
If the universe is infinite is every story a window into another world inconceivably far away
My brain hurty :<
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jhimothy · 1 year
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Any tips? Just starting out and I don’t think it’s that good but I need to get my ideas out of my head
“Just then, the boy was filled with a horrifying thought; a realization that no living thing was ever supposed to realize- that he, as a human, in the same consciousness that he was currently living through, would experience the perfectly and beautifully tragic culmination of his mortality- his death. The thought overwhelmed him, and he sat in his bed in a state of panic, trying to figure out exactly how and when he would die; he hated every single idea that came up:
A car crash.
A bad fall, maybe.
Or, perhaps, I wil die surrounded by my loved ones and those I appreciated in a hospital bed while pumped full of happy chemicals.
Despite all of these ideas, nothing satisfied his seemingly unquenchable lust for immortality. He knew that this fear- a perfectly human fear- would surround and invade his conscience no matter where he went or what he did, filling him with the same dread he was experiencing at this very moment.
And that same moment was when he realised that all of this fear had to do with the uncertanty of death, and not how he actually died. He realised he actually wanted to die, and that he just wanted to die a death where he knew he was in control of his fate. It was this realization, along with the many others just discussed, that led the boy to decide that he was going to kill himself.”
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shmick2 · 1 year
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I shall one day lie 6 feet under the dirt of Earth and bring new life to Earth. Spawning new life to prosper in an otherwise barren wasteland of pollution and misery, I hope only the best for thy beings of wondrous nature to bring balance to thine dying world whereby thy shall live off of nature and her wonderful fruits, and happiness instead of misery and policy whereby thy cannot do much but suffer to amuse those above thy. Thy with too much power for anyone's sanity and so much corruption it could make a rotten apple feel pure, where withering foliage feels not misery, but peace with how thy are not as bad as others. So much greed that it could make a criminal feel sane, whereas a parasite shall feel sinless. This world, I hope not for thee ahead of me. The earth shall become barren of greed and destruction, evil and chaos. If life were to prosper, this would have to have become. I have not more to say, so I shall vanish now. Hopefully to never return again.
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bob-frank451 · 7 months
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Hey! I recently completed a project about graphing the entire human noosphere, or realm of ideas, and made a video on it. You can find the video here, complete with some existential dread.
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jonsrolling · 10 months
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existential nihilism is what’s keeping this machine running rn tbh
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cosmicperegrine · 10 months
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"The depth of our emotions is but a shallow reflection of our desire to find meaning in an inherently meaningless world. They are the echoes of a desperate longing for significance." - Sky
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electricblueslide · 8 months
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something magnificent is/something plain/but i am woman/and i see god in the mundane/
painting is John Currin’s San Remo, 2013
oil on canvas
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its-all-down-hill · 1 year
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neurodivergentminor · 11 months
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" I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself "
𝐵𝓎 𝐹𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓏 𝒦𝒶𝒻𝓀𝒶
𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓈
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