I’m practising photoshop. It’s not going well,
what if we all have the same consciousness but the pieces can’t communicate because there are no neural connections
Go to sleep :P
that’s like the most common line people give me on this site wth
Oh my god, the original question is actually THE most often occuring thought in my head. I just haven’t been able to put it neatly into words.
Like, it always perplexes me how I cannot just make my conciousness “jump bodies” how it’s just stuck perceiving from one angle.
Today I took my dog out for a quick pee, but then decided there was something about the night that just drew me in. I feel the call of the forest often and crave to be there and at that time I really felt it and the dog would love a longer walk anyway so off we went.
This had to be the darkest night I’ve experienced in years! It never gets dark in Finland, we’re so far off north that the rays of light linger on trought the seasons, it is only especially dark when it is fall, though.
This was also a very warm night in the middle of the winter, so the darkness felt like it was cradling me in its embrace, if I shut down the flashlight it would feel like the darkness was hugging my face like a lukewarm ghost body.
I always keep a flashlight with me, mostly just to check on where my dog is, he is a naughty rascal and puts all sorts of dangerous things in his mouth, but this time I really needed it to see in front of me.
There was a strage hue of red in the sky, it came from the nearby town’s lights and looked like a sickening red-purple fog setting over the earth.
But really what made me write about this was the ravens. The ravens always caw an alert when me and my hyperactive dog prowl in their forest but this time I heard nothing. Not even the traffic on nearby roads, and everyone had gone to sleep so no light from houses either. I think the holidays had something to do with the human activity but the crows were ODD.
I have never seen as much ravens in one place as in my neighboring forest in here. I have never seen more than two ravens from the distance but here there’s at least twenty of them. I have counted eleven at one time but I am sure that is not all of them at the same time, there’s more in the woods.
We walk along a road everyone uses to reach the grocery stores, it snakes between the forest and we go off the road, into the part where I haven’t seen anyone go to. I let my dog loose and start to feel uneasy, this is the place where the ravens go crazy when they hear us but all I hear is silence. As I point my flashlight to the ground and see small branches fallen off from the raven’s favbourite trees, like the ravens have been fighting.
Mating season? No. No amount of rationality is getting trough me this really gets my imagination going and I remember every one of the creepypastas I have ever read.
I’m not gonna give up and turn back, though, finally some adrenaline!
I throw snowballs for my dog while completely shitting myself from anticipation. Slendy’s gonna get me in a second for sure! I go about the walk like we usually do but this irrational fear has settled in my soul and won’t leave. I have never before been that scared while casually throwing snowballs and the last time I was that afraid in a forest anyway was when a friend of mine had a psychotic episode in the woods and claimed to have seen a very out-of-place woman in a white dress.
I actually saw her flinch and cover her eyes when she “saw” it and the walk out of the woods was just tense.
When we were making our way back, I kept pointing the lightbeam around trying to see any strange ladies in white dresses, but of course saw none.
Besides this friend of mine was diagnosed with some sort of hallucinations-inducing mental illness (don’t know the details) and I doubt even she will see the lady again.
So yeah. Intense. I like it. Though I mostly posted this as a reminder for myself to draw this, the main thing about this whole ordeal was the images, and at times, lack of them.
i’m turned on by my own gay interspecies drawing send help
pix or didn’t happen
So I was helping on a local charity meal.
I spent five hours brewing, dispensing and serving coffee. We got fifty people in fifteen minutes, it was crazy crowded and some local youngsters came to perform some live music for us.
I fucking hate christmas songs.
It’s already obnoxious enough when radio channels only play like four new songs per month and keep the “most liked” songs for years, but christmas songs? They got old for me ten years ago and I detest their fakeass message and.. they just represent everything from fake smiles to dead kittens for me okay?
Then the most amazing thing happened.
One of the kids played out a guitar riff from Burzum, I recognized it as Jesu Død and that could not be any less appropriate song for the occasion oh my god.
Thank you, random youngster. You made my month. This was my own special little christmas miracle~ My black little heart is all soft and mushy now.
CAPTAIN WE’VE LANDED ON INVISIBLE FLYING DICK PLANET
WOW LIEUTENANT THAT SEEMS LIKE A WEIRD NAME FOR A WHOLE PLANEMMGHFFGMFFGAKHAKMFMMMFMMGUHKMUMFFMFF
Next visit: The castration planet
So yesterday me and my lovely Muura went to a chinese restaurant. We have just moved to the northern Finland, and we’ve been without asian food for so long.
While flipping trough the menu I found the most perplexing thing ever, beside the “duck” “cow” “pig” etc.. was a whole own section for reindeer.
OH MY GOD
I have never been so culture shocked :’D
While I ended up ordering giant prawns, I made a pact to try chinese-style reindeer next time.
If this is the face of mutliculturalism, I must say I like it.
This has been sitting in my harddrive for months, maybe even a year? I became blind to it after working on it too long and let it sit. Now I decided it’s “good enough” I’m finished working on it.
Some skyrim draugr group gay rape yay \o/
I miss you already, little bugger. #bugs #insects #prayingmantis #violinmantis
I miss my stupid violin-thing :( <3
She was so high-maintenance and silly bundle of fragile idiotlegs. Also the most picky eater ever.. but in spite of all this she was my fave of all my mantids ever.
I can’t believe I watched this whole fucking thing what’s wrong with me!?
This video does have that trainwreck effect, though. It’s terrible but you can’t look away.
I just don’t get anything about this whole thing!! Why would you get a tapdancer and a fucking choir to a dog’s goddamn birthday party!? I have to admit, it was hilarious how all the dog guests freaked out when the tap dancer came on the stage lmao.
Why wouldn’t you do fun things with your dog that the dog actually enjoys, like going for a walk for the whole day and eating nothing but unhealthy delicious foods? Though that dog won’t enjoy any walks, not with that snout, she could barely breathe trough it, even her bark was this really sad little harking-kind of noise and she had to actually be taken away from the party to cool down (it’s really, REALLY not a good idea to dress a bulldog into a fucking dress, especially on a warm weather and then hype her up with a… party of all things wtf oh well) every “ten minutes or so”.
Bonus points for the husband giving some sort of reiki-healing good vibes to the dog to “calm her down” but really just holding down a squirming dog who’s bored and overheated oh god this is so painful YOU WILL WATCH IT AND SHARE MY PAIN NOW, INTERNETS!
Some people really should not have this much money just laying around. I swear if I’m ever going to be this rich, every time my dog has a birthday, I will donate to a shelter.
Oh, also whenever someone says “bulldog” I think of this lady. I have never seen her before, but she has lived in my head all my life, this terrible stereotype of a bulldog-owner who is completely raving mad from her overactive maternal instinct. Like an elder God of fucknuttery and out-of-hand good will.
I didn’t know she actually existed, but thanks to the internet - now I do!