#how to decide faster

[salamispots]

speedrunning a bday gift for bb nephew hjdfgjh

[billa-billa007]

I Don't Know? … Deciding What's Important in Your Complex Life

The question of the importance of life is a philosophical and existential one that has been pondered by thinkers, scientists, religious figures, and individuals for centuries. Different perspectives exist on this topic, and people's views can be influenced by their cultural, religious, personal, and philosophical beliefs.n't Know? … Deciding What's Important in Your Complex Life

[jagadishbirajdar]

I Don't Know? … Deciding What's Important in Your Complex Life

[coochiekrab]

If you actually draw your stuff in greyscale then damn you must be good at values

It’s easier to work with like 6 shades of gray than it is to work with 40 krillion colors

[gromky]

all we know is redrum(x4)

insp @roooooosssssse's OG Aliens 💖

[ihateornithologists]

OKAY I FINISHED THIS (the whole thing took me 10 days btw....) based on the song порез на собаке - баллада о тайном товарище (the ballad of the secret friend) unfortunately i couldn't find any english translation.... idk if it helps but i'll put the song lyrics under the cut so you can copy it to google translate or something😭😭 LMAO SORRY.... or you can just look at the pictures ig

(1) Текст: Порез на Собаке - Баллада о Тайном Товарище (2) Сквозь свист метели, вопли сов и лай цепных собак Услышал твой далекий зов, не знаю даже как (3) Ты звал из тех безумных мест, где сходят с гор снега И ночью слышен сосен треск, и голод, и цинга И волки воют в небеса, канюча о судьбе Идти отсюда полчаса, и я пошел к тебе (4) Равнинами держал свой путь, холмами и порой Хотел обратно повернуть, поскольку не герой Я шел, петляя и боясь, держался лисьих троп С ветра порывами борясь, меня не сдули чтоб Лишился сил и весь продрог, сморкаясь и дрожа Я шёл и не идти не мог, тебя в уме держа

(5) Кем был я без тебя, скажи, чем полон был внутри? Щепотка скуки, горстка лжи - хоть плюнь да разотри Счастливым не был я ни дня, не ведая о том, Но ты не стал плевать в меня и растирать потом (6) Бездействием опустошен, я спал. В один из снов Нежданным гостем ты вошел, рушителем основ Ты жизнь мою перевернул, распутал и отмыл Я будто в небеса нырнул, расправив пару крыл

(7) Я жил, закрыв глаза, и вдруг - переменился весь Я начал видеть всё вокруг таким, как оно есть Увидел неба синеву и пряжу облаков Я словно грезил наяву и плакать был готов Всё в новом свете: горы, лес, озера и поля И звери с шерстью, или без - всё трогает меня Чудесных мыслей хоровод, восторженных идей И хочется пустить их в ход, не мешкая, скорей

(8) Я словно обитал в раю четыре долгих дня На пятый счастье и уют покинули меня И прежний грязно-серый мир с глазами палача Собою новый заменил, злорадно хохоча (9) Я испугался, прежним быть я не хотел уже Того, что видел, не забыть израненной душе Пытался убедить себя, что это был мираж Но страх и боль внутри сидят и портят весь пейзаж (10) Я бросился тебя искать, надежду затая Я забывал поесть, поспать, я забывал, кто я Девизом сделавши слова "Кто ищет - тот найдет" Искал ночами, как сова, недели напролет Но в глубине я понимал - затея терпит крах И вера в радостный финал тускнела на глазах

(11) И вот, когда, утратив пыл, я свой провал признал Ты вновь во сны мои приплыл и вновь меня призвал (12) И я в испарине вскочил, я знал, куда идти И я пришел к тебе в ночи, не сбившися с пути (13) И снова вихрь, искристый свет блаженного огня И снова всё сошло на нет через четыре дня (14) И точно так же, пятый день, оскалившись, принёс Тупую скуку и мигрень, и ноющий вопрос: (15) Какой резон был приходить бессовестно в мой сон? И показав, как может быть, отбросить, будто сор? Брезгливо морщась, отпихнуть и опечатать дверь Так одарить, так обмануть - как с этим жить теперь? (16) Вопросов тьма, вопросов хор, но где в вопросах толк? Нигде. Я принял приговор, смирился и умолк.

(17) И так я научился ждать, шли месяцы, года Порой мечтая убежать, но как, зачем, куда? Ведь - пусть нечасто с той поры - ты всё же приходил И я держусь своей норы, где годы проводил (18) Вот и сегодня твой призыв нежданный всполошил Лечу к тебе, про всё забыв, быстрей любых машин (19) И вот мы встретились, и всё застыло, как во льду (20) Я обессилен, я спасён, (21) я никуда отсюда не уйду

[catastrxblues]

EVERMORE by taylor swift (feat. bon iver) — “and i was catching my breath, floors of a cabin creaking under my step. and i couldn’t be sure, i had a feeling so peculiar, this pain wouldn’t be forevermore.”

my #swiftiegiftexchange2024 for @lovesickallovermybed!!!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[sunnyashe]

part 1, part 2

*conversation wherein Jazz starts needling Soundwave, resulting in him trying to use Megatron's defection as leverage*

[gifti3]

i finished book 2 for twc last night and i think book 3 is the last one before i catch up??

[freezebobs]

Tenshinhan & Yamcha manjuus are now available on etsy for anyone interested! Some Ten-inspired earrings too 😊 Very limited stock! Etsy shop is here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/freezebobs/ 💖

(Bonus pic under the cut)

[pastelshroomsbasement]

the gym au i didnt know i needed but now want.

say thank you icky by kard

[forgetfulmachineart]

[ID: Teen Gojo pouting and crying shiny tears. He's resting his chin on is arm on a desk and his circular glasses are in his hands. Some of the star tears float off and some drip down his face. /End ID]

⭐ Star Boy ⭐

[theonewhowails]

in my head this is how Divine Inspiration works

[vyunok-obyknovenniy]

A little analysis of this part in the Odyssey:

Reading time: ~10 minutes

Book 23, The Great Rooted Bed, Fagles' tr-n There he sat, leaning against the great central column, eyes fixed on the ground, waiting, poised for whatever words his hardy wife might say when she caught sight of him. A long while she sat in silence … numbing wonder filled her heart as her eyes explored his face. One moment he seemed … Odysseus, to the life— the next, no, he was not the man she knew, a huddled mass of rags was all she saw.

“Oh mother,” Telemachus reproached her, “cruel mother, you with your hard heart! Why do you spurn my father so—why don’t you sit beside him, engage him, ask him questions? What other wife could have a spirit so unbending? Holding back from her husband, home at last for her after bearing twenty years of brutal struggle— your heart was always harder than a rock!” “My child,” Penelope, well-aware, explained, “I’m stunned with wonder, powerless. Cannot speak to him, ask him questions, look him in the eyes … But if he is truly Odysseus, home at last, make no mistake: we two will know each other, even better— we two have secret signs, known to us both but hidden from the world.”

Odysseus, long-enduring, broke into a smile and turned to his son with pointed, winging words: “Leave your mother here in the hall to test me as she will. She soon will know me better. Now because I am filthy, wear such grimy rags, she spurns me—your mother still can’t bring herself to believe I am her husband.<...>

Telemachus is a precious baby, we've established that.

But he does act a bit like a brat with Penelope a couple times. Of course I don't think that any of that is malicious or that he doesn't love her, but he's still being a bit of a brat.

They both suffered, their pain was similar, but also very different, their experiences and the way they processed it were different as well.

Moreover, at this moment Telemachus has already spent some time with Odysseus. They already had their meeting/reunion and they already cried it out (to an extent. I'm sure there's more crying they'll do afterwards). They even had a father-son bonding activity (a.k.a. the slaughter of the suitors). Telemachus got to know his father at least a little bit over the past couple of days and at this point he processed and accepted the idea of Odysseus being back.

Penelope, on the other hand, was told about it just a moment ago. She can't immediately go "oh, you're saying Odysseus is back? Wonderful, let me greet him", no. Odysseus wasn't away on a short hunting trip or something, he was away for two whole decades, half of that time he was pretty much thought to be dead by most people (the first half wasn't that much better, as he could've still died any time during the war, but at least he wasn't lost, Penelope knew where he was).

Now she needs time to wrap her head around what is happening. We even see her thoughts as she goes to meet Odysseus:

Penelope started down from her lofty room, her heart in turmoil, torn … should she keep her distance, probe her husband? Or rush up to the man at once and kiss his head and cling to both his hands?

She wants to reunite with him, she wants this to be true, but she can't be sure of anything now. They have been apar for longer than they knew each other. Does he still love her like he used to? Is he the man she loved? Is it even the real Odysseus in the first place? She needs to process everything, as well as confirm all the information herself, and Telemachus, at least at this moment, doesn't comprehend that. He's acting quite immature, scolding his mother for not immediately believing and accepting that Odysseus is back.

This is a very interesting detail. First it once again shows us that Telemachus still lacks a lot of maturity, despite having been on his coming of age trip. He's still very young.

Yes, he definitely grew a lot in that short time, but it would've been impossible for him to learn everything at once, he still has a lot of that immaturity left in him, there's still a lot of room to grow and that's completely understandable. We, as people, grow for our whole lives and Tele is doing remarkably well, especially considering his circumstances.

Another interesting thing about this part is that it shows Telemachus', perhaps a bit childish, impatience. He is a kid, who finally met his dad (and his biggest hero), he knows that his mother was suffering and grieving for pretty much his whole life (with things getting a lot worse over the past decade). From Telemachus' perspective Odysseus' return is supposed to solve all their problems, especially since their biggest problem, a.k.a. the suitors, was just taken care of and it wouldn't have happened without Odysseus.

Telemachus just wants a happy family. His dad is back and seems to love him, the suitors are gone, now his parents should reunite, his mother will stop grieving and everything will be perfect. This is something he dreamt of his whole life and it's finally so close, but his mother doesn't immediately believe him. She doesn't immediately accept Odysseus and Telemachus doesn't understand why. He is too preoccupied with wanting things finally to be okay, that he doesn't take time to think about what Penelope must be feeling. It doesn't even occur to him. Perhaps it's also partially the need to be believed and listened to, which is also something he lacked growing up around suitors and being treated as a child, but I'm not diving into that right now.

Odysseus, on the other hand, understands what's going on. He assures his son, that everything will be okay. He pretty much does a more adult version of "mom and dad will take care of this, you go play for a bit". Odysseus understands Penelope's reaction and goes from there. Of course he wants to be in her embrace as soon as possible, but considering everything she has been through, he definitely can't just suddenly grab her and do what he wants. This is his dearly beloved wife and he wants her to take on that role voluntarily, like she did before, he wants her to accept him as her dear husband, like she did before, and for that he has to let her do it at her own pace. He tries to meet her where she's at, to do this reunion on her terms, to assure her, that he is, who he says he is and who others tell her he is.

This is just so amazing and I love their relationship so much (T▿T)♡

I also love Penelope's reaction to Telemachus' words. She doesn't react negatively, she is remarkably calm and part of it is probably the shock from what's happening, but still, she is "well-aware". I think that she knows Telemachus really well, because even though he has surprised her with how much he matured, he's still the same boy, he's still her kid. She most likely understands where Telemachus' outburst is coming from and doesn't get angry, doesn't scold him for his impatience, she reassures him. She lets him know, that he doesn't need to be scared of things falling apart and that she isn't looking to reject Odysseus. She's looking for Odysseus and she hopes she can find him in that familiar and strange man before her. She just needs time, but she will be taking the effort to search for what she's looking for, now that she has a way (she wouldn't have been able to go searching for Odysseus at sea, but now he's, supposedly, right here and she will handle it like the queen that she is).

[wandering-aloneo-o]

im sooooo good at doing plant things in the most random way possible (propagating succulent leaves)

[siffrins-therapist]

I wonder if I can get these guys into the gardening room for this chapter...