alexolotl:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA, BEST COUNTRY IN THE ENTIRE WORLD
236 YEARS OF:
FREEDOM
LIBERTY
JUSTICE
KICKING ASS
RED
BASEBALL
APPLE PIE
BLUE
STARBUCKS
DEMOCRACY
WHITE
ASS KICKING
SEAS
SHINING SEAS
RAMPARTS
FLAGS THAT ARE STILL THERE
CAPS LOCK
NOW, EVERYONE SAY IT WITH ME.
I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE
TO THE FLAG
OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
AND TO THE REPUBLIC
FOR WHICH IT STANDS
ONE NATION
UNDER GOD
INDIVISIBLE
WITH LIBERTY
AND JUSTICE
FOR ALL

alexolotl:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA, BEST COUNTRY IN THE ENTIRE WORLD

236 YEARS OF:

  • FREEDOM
  • LIBERTY
  • JUSTICE
  • KICKING ASS
  • RED
  • BASEBALL
  • APPLE PIE
  • BLUE
  • STARBUCKS
  • DEMOCRACY
  • WHITE
  • ASS KICKING
  • SEAS
  • SHINING SEAS
  • RAMPARTS
  • FLAGS THAT ARE STILL THERE
  • CAPS LOCK

NOW, EVERYONE SAY IT WITH ME.

I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE

TO THE FLAG

OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

AND TO THE REPUBLIC

FOR WHICH IT STANDS

ONE NATION

UNDER GOD

INDIVISIBLE

WITH LIBERTY

AND JUSTICE

FOR ALL

Growing up & enjoying things

Sometimes you’ll read or hear something that you don’t really understand, but you intuitively know is important. That’s how I felt about this comic when I first saw it as a child. This is appropriate, I guess, since I was around the same age as Calvin at the time, and like him, what made me happy was getting whatever I wanted. As I get older, though, I’m starting to not only see the wisdom in this comic, but see in little ways how I sometimes subconsciously enjoy not the thing I want, but the pursuit of the thing itself.

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In my office, there’s a family of seagulls living on the roof across from the break room. Every day, the mom and dad gulls come to the nest in the left of the picture to feed and care for the three babies that hatched last week. Since they’ve been growing so much, they’ve started getting braver; the two big ones like to explore the roof all day. The smaller one is usually back in the nest or staying close to momma.

Lately, however, the pigeons have taken notice and have been harassing the family non-stop. As the dad needs to be going out to get food, the babies have little defense from the dozens of pigeons that will sometimes swoop in. They’ll usually sit on that radiator in the far right of the picture, staring at the babies as they move around. When the babies get scared, they run back to the nest.

So this is where it caught my attention. As you can see in the picture, the mom has been sitting on the pedestal keeping a watchful eye over the entire situation. She almost never leaves; I get here at 8 and leave at 4, and she is always watching, except when it’s time to feed or teach the young.

The other day, a gang of about 20 pigeons began creeping in from all sides. Darting her head from left to right to behind, she quickly realized she was surrounded. It was terrifying to watch these pigeons slowly advance on this lone mother.

Then, in a flash of white, I saw her take to the sky, swiping viciously around the roof and circling the pigeons. They scattered in fear and ran off, only to fly in the path of the babies returning father, who fought with them some more before finally coming down to comfort the scared children with mom.

They still come back, but not nearly as many as before. And mom still sits on that light, keeping watch. The sunlight always hits just so that she’s in a sunbeam, and the marauding pigeons are covered in the shadow of the building.

And the babies still live, and grow. I love this family :)

In my office, there’s a family of seagulls living on the roof across from the break room. Every day, the mom and dad gulls come to the nest in the left of the picture to feed and care for the three babies that hatched last week. Since they’ve been growing so much, they’ve started getting braver; the two big ones like to explore the roof all day. The smaller one is usually back in the nest or staying close to momma.

Lately, however, the pigeons have taken notice and have been harassing the family non-stop. As the dad needs to be going out to get food, the babies have little defense from the dozens of pigeons that will sometimes swoop in. They’ll usually sit on that radiator in the far right of the picture, staring at the babies as they move around. When the babies get scared, they run back to the nest.

So this is where it caught my attention. As you can see in the picture, the mom has been sitting on the pedestal keeping a watchful eye over the entire situation. She almost never leaves; I get here at 8 and leave at 4, and she is always watching, except when it’s time to feed or teach the young.

The other day, a gang of about 20 pigeons began creeping in from all sides. Darting her head from left to right to behind, she quickly realized she was surrounded. It was terrifying to watch these pigeons slowly advance on this lone mother.

Then, in a flash of white, I saw her take to the sky, swiping viciously around the roof and circling the pigeons. They scattered in fear and ran off, only to fly in the path of the babies returning father, who fought with them some more before finally coming down to comfort the scared children with mom.

They still come back, but not nearly as many as before. And mom still sits on that light, keeping watch. The sunlight always hits just so that she’s in a sunbeam, and the marauding pigeons are covered in the shadow of the building.

And the babies still live, and grow. I love this family :)

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Anonymous asked: The story w/e post was interesting, I like the succinct and abstract style. Though I would say that since it is so packed with different ideas and complex imagery that us readers wouldn't be familiar with (bc they're imagery from your head, not from everyday life), it would be lovely if you can elaborate a little here and there just to give some space. For example, "the universal was experiencing itself through her" is a cool concept, but I would have missed it if I didn't read very carefully

oh man thank you! yeah I realize now that it’s really not going to make a lot of sense without context about what’s going on.

thank you again! i’ll take what you said into account :)

Hey somebody who can sing help me do vocals

some writing or w/e

Billions of stars and streams of light snapped and burst through her, pricking and whipping away until all that remained was her soul, naked upon the cosmic winds. Screaming silently through the stream of space, she felt every single injury, every single instance of pain and fear boil away like an asteroid consumed by the sun. She was both in the synapse and outside it, looking down at her body as it flew through the stark colors of space. She was herself and she was not; every doubt and insecurity was suddenly flooded with light and put on display. She could trace every part of her mind. She saw how just as even massive, swirling giants of gas encircled the same stars as puny clumps of rock, her being was one and the same as the elements around it. She could reach out with her thoughts, like fingers miles long, touching and feeling every living and unliving thing around. She was not simply a free agent in an unforgiving nightmare of nothingness. She was a neuron in the brain of an unbelievable creature, a thought thinking thoughts, the universe experiencing itself through her. In that infinitely tiny moment, [REDACTED] felt as though she was connected to every single molecule in the entire universe.

And then she was very, very cold.

For the past couple of years the only constant desire I’ve had is to finally put the story in my head onto paper, because I think that by writing some of my thoughts and fears and hopes into characters I can work through and explore them. I’ve gotten in too deep to let it go because it’s what I daydream about any time I’m not doing something else. For how scatterbrained I am and how often I start and stop projects, it’s the only thing that’s still around and still excites me; I can’t even listen to music anymore without ascribing scenes to the song I’m listening to. I can’t begin to explain how much of a relief it’ll be once Synapse is finally done…

My master plan is almost complete

My master plan is almost complete