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brawnin · 3 months
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Okay, so, uh, bad, uh, bad news. Bad bad news, we took the kid out of the Omelas hole, yeah. And it turns out that the reason that the utopia was contingent on keeping the kid suffering in the Omelas hole, is that, well, this is pretty awkward to say out loud, but it turns out that the kid really enjoyed suffering in the hole. He specifically enjoyed suffering, in holes and only suffering in holes. Yeah it was actually secretly one of those Aesop's about how utopia will inevitably be dependent on our ability to accept and accommodate lifestyle choices we don't understand. I mean he hasn't said anything, he's clearly trying to be gracious about it, but he's trying the sailing and horseriding and all the other boilerplate utopia shit and you can tell he's kind of just going through the motions, you can tell he really wants to be back in the hole, suffering. He's really hashing the vibe and now everyone is pissed at us
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brawnin · 3 months
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brawnin · 10 months
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Fun thing I just made up if u wanna try idk
So for those of u with a good imagination. Go outside when it's raining and try to create a landscape of sound in ur mind, where the rain is one colour, the wind is another, other sounds other colour's etc etc.
Idk just a wee thing that I found quite fun. Hope u enjoy
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brawnin · 10 months
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There is an obscure lost album created in 1992 as a collab between the bands Sparks and TMBG. It is supposedly a mixture of pop and Electronica with some rock bits too.
Everyone post a semi-believable conspiracy theory. I wanna see if we can get one trending.
I’ll start with;
Nicola Sturgeon and Jacinda Ardern (ex-ministers of Scotland and NZ respectively) are secret lovers.
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brawnin · 10 months
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Jokes on u I barely got one
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brawnin · 11 months
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New to both poetry and Tumblr, but hopefully you'll enjoy anyway!
Rhymes of a Mind Easily Distracted
I’m going to write a poem at random
Made to rhyme sometime later this annum
Made of every thought I think
What shall come to mind? Quick!
Food is an obvious choice
Ice cream is generally worth its price
When does one eat it?
When this place has a sunny bit
Sun oft means going to the beach
Where I go with some friends, have some fun with each
But what do friends mean to me?
Let think further, and see
Are friends people who think me a friend?
Or are my criteria less willing to bend
I like smart, entertaining people
Smart in many ways, creative, academic or literal
IQ doesn’t seem to cover all that
Then does IQ’s worthiness lack
Is it but a number designed to impress?
Is this the only way to engage people with interest?
Can I only impress by being better
Or can I impress by showing myself lesser
Aware of my faults and failing
Ready to learn without minimal wailing
Learning, that’s a peculiar thing
I learn and unlearn, with irregular timing
Through what seems my own volition
Or do other parties learn me into submission
A scary dystopian thought indeed
I should be careful about information received
But what makes information true
Does it depend on those who give fact’s mood
Is anything really a proper truth
Is I think therefore I am a proper proof
How would this I even validate?
Why, this has become interestingly elaborate
Hey is that a deer in my garden?
That’s a cool little thing to randomly happen
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