sir, those are my emotional support jazz hands
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  • My first biology professor had an ‘inadequacy drawer’ full of things to remind him he wasn’t, in fact, the dumbest and laziest person to ever exist. It was mostly Darwin, notably these two bits:

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    ‘But I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything.’

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    ‘I am going to write a little Book for Murray on orchids and today I hate them worse than everything.’

  • “I am at work on the second vol. of the Cirripedia, of which creatures I am wonderfully tired: I hate a Barnacle as no man ever did before, not even a Sailor in a slow-sailing ship.”

    -Charles Darwin on a letter to his cousin

  • Charles Darwin: unexpected depression hero.

  • I knew about “I am very poorly and very stupid and hate everybody and everything,” but not the others. 

    “I hate myself, I hate clover, and I hate bees” is A Mood.

  • My favorite Darwinism: “I am dying by inches, from not having any body to talk to about insects”.  Hits me right at the center of my hyperfixated soul.

  • I hate a Barnacle as no man ever did before

  • “The work has been turning out badly for me this morning and I am sick at heart and oh my God how I do hate species & varieties”

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  • Let's also not forget the intersex kids who are forced into surgeries and hormones with no ability to consent.

    Trans and intersex bodily autonomy NOW.

  • This. There are many intersex children who go thru puberty early, and most of the time intervention is chosen for us, not by us. Cis intersex children deserve autonomy too.

  • Screenshot of a poem.   Text reads: You told your disciples, yes— but did you tell your parents?   Did you sit them down at a table, try not to let it get awkward, try to get it over with.   "Mom, Dad, I'm — going to die."   How long was the silence?   Did Mary wrap her arms around you like you were a child, like she hadn't much since you'd gone away, with all the force of the tears she'd save for after you left again?   Or did they cry then and ask what they'd done wrong, and did you reassure them, "it's just a few days, and then I'll be better than before," "I'm not the first to do this—you've met Lazarus, right?"  Did you wonder if they already knew, if they'd seen the signs in the myrrh, in every screaming crowd, in the way you watched Joseph drive nails into wood?  Did they ask you how long you'd known, and did you know how to say forever?

    [writes about Jesus but it’s actually about being trans] [writes about being trans but it’s actually about Jesus]

  • do you ever think really awful thoughts and suddenly become aware that you are not a good person

  • always

  • i could give you my rant on how being raised in a world dominated by orthodox (i.e. morality is based on thinking the right things rather than doing the right things) religions fucks with your head, but i’ll keep it short

    - if you have a dark thought that you find actively distressing, how can that thought be reflective of your basic morality? intrusive thoughts are distressing precicely because they go against your moral core. everyone has them sometimes and some mental illnesses come with a lot more of them, and they suck but they don’t make you a bad person

    - if you have a dark thought that you don’t find distressing, but you choose not to act on it because you know it would hurt yourself or others, how can that thought be reflective of your basic morality when you’re making the moral choice not to act on it? that choice is what defines you, not the thought

    - if you have a dark thought that you choose to act on, but realise later that it hurt someone and you don’t want to be someone who hurts people, how can that thought be reflective of your basic morality? you know you fucked up and you’re trying to do better, and that’s what defines you; not the thought, and not your past

    everyone has dark impulses sometimes, both concious and unconcious, if that’s our rubrick for what makes a good person we might as well throw out the entire human race. what defines a person is what they choose to do with those impulses, and, and this is the big one, whether they’re trying to be better today than they were yesterday.

  • Tumblr is about love in my opinion

  • No joke I feel like half of the posts I see on this website everyday are about faggots, dykes and trannies. They're all about love and sexuality. Yes even the shitpost one, idc. I feel like we've created this community where the fags trannies and dykes can be very outspoken about themselves, even parts that feel taboo to many people. I think this is beautiful.

  • "haha very good post Tumblr user catgirlbutthole" look at me. This is a good example. On what other website will a trans woman have this sort of username without getting constant negative attention.

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  • The fact that there’s an actually functional website for the library of Babel is one of those things that fucks me up more and more the more I think about the implications.

  • So, if anyone hasn’t encountered the concept of the library of Babel, the idea comes from a story of the same name by Jorge Luis Borges, which is set inside a seemingly infinite library which contains every possible combination of letters, periods, commas and spaces that fits within 410 pages.

    So like… It isn’t THAT out there that someone was able to make a digital version of it. Making an algorithm that randomly generates every possible combination of those 29 characters within that space and making a website that lets you explore those combinations are things that are pretty squarely within the scope of things you’d expect someone to be able to make a computer do.

    But it begins to get pretty out there when you start thinking about all the things that are technically contained there (and that someone randomly browsing it could THEORETICALLY stumble upon) just by virtue of being one of those possible combinations of letters, spaces, commas, and periods.

    Somewhere in that website there IS a book that specifically mentions me by full name before giving an accurate, excruciatingly detailed, 410-page long physical description of me. There’ also many more books that SEEM to be that but are actually factually inaccurate. There’s also versions of all of those containing every possible combination of every possible typo, spelling mistake, and grammatical error.

    Somewhere in that website there IS a book that’s a perfectly accurate prediction of how and when I will die narrated in third person over the course of 410 pages. There’s also a book that contains the exact same events narrated in first person. Not only for me, but for every person in the world. There are many more that claim to be that but are actually inaccurate.

    Somewhere in that website there IS a book that’s completely blank except for the world’s funniest dick joke written right at the end of the very last page.

    But chances are no one browsing that website is EVER going to see any of that because for every book we would consider useful, interesting, or even intelligible there are millions upon millions upon millions more that are just completely full of gibberish from cover to cover.

  • Every single thing I will ever write (barring punctuation marks that arent periods or commas and the letter ñ) is already contained somewhere on that website.

  • I have a volume from the Library of Babel! it’s one of my most treasured books.


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    on the second to last page, about halfway down it reads “OH TIME THY PYRAMIDS” a singular grain of order in the sea of chaos.

    The library of babel contains every book to ever exist and moreover it contains all information that can be encoded in a finite string of characters from its alphabet.

    I cannot overstate how much I love the Library of Babel. it’s wonderful, it is my heart and soul.

  • at last we created the perplexing nexus, from the novel “wouldnt it be weird if there was a perplexing nexus?”

  • keeping rats is so funny even when theyre not doing anything at the moment but looking at you because they have the mind of a guy and the facial expressions of a bug.

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    ^his buglike gaze

  • &. zinnia theme by seyche