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holypinoart · 12 days
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Nyo Paraboli❤️...
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friendlymathematician · 5 months
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älskar parabol. månadens artiklar inkluderar:
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guppyscolita · 10 months
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My alien ocs they are from a story calle Messages from the stars
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sesamecd · 5 months
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incarnateirony · 1 year
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People were talking about their process of finding peace and expansion in this series, from bitterness to whatever. I'm removing their name but. I want yall to get WHY I want so bad for you to start listening to the creatives above yourself. On my life, if you let go of your old ways, you will have both clarity and peace. What they said was (After bitterness and daring to venture out):
For me it was stages of 1) oh neat show cool characters, I'm in 2) wait there is…something here. Hold on 3) gets their ass dragged towards perceiving by min (thanks) ….oh!4) finally accepts what's going on fucking awesome omfggg LET'S GO 5) Now it's just. Learning new exciting things about that new thing I have accepted as real. It's like when I was a teen and properly learned space was a thing and how big it was. Once I adjusted my perception, it was all cool new facts and things to learn about the reality I didn't know I was in
This is it. This is why it's time to give away the stone and start looking past yourself and your old assumptions and processes and ideas and fears and whatever else, which I continue to insist is the plot. But I'm telling you guys, it's okay. Open that fucking door, or start listening until you're brave enough to. There's an amazing, big, peaceful, fun world of dreams and hopes and believe it or not, that's real.
Rampant self declared pragmatism is actually mislabeled regardless of self identification and is indistinguishable from unchecked nihilism. It's like right wingers telling themselves they're moderates. No. No you are not. You're just nihilistic. That's not pragmatism. Pragmatism includes full inspection of all ends of data, and continuing to seek out new data to ensure you have the full picture, and making decisions based on that. Not on marginal, fractional, and oft-times half-imagined issues.
I mean it guys. The people that have actually bothered to slow down and listen to the authors and their influences have perfect fucking clarity right now whether or not they're the couple dozen that got sent the ending 2 months ago. Because it really is that clear. Once you listen first, and talk second.
Stop trying to demand Dean Winchester or this show be who you want them to be. Stop projecting at it. Stop losing sight of the Real Dean and Who He Is on purpose. Stop it. Start listening. It's not about you, janet. It's about Jensen, it's about Robbie, it's about Dean, it's about all the abused creatives, it's about revenge, and it's about communication. Episode 10 of Lateralus is calling.
KNOW THYSELF: 10 58:13 - The Truth: Schism: The Trap Bring the pieces back together (in a way you dont expect), rediscover Communication.
THE FINAL ACT --- THE FUTURE: 11, 12 01:05:11 Don't Spiral, Evolve: Parabol & Parabola; The Eternal Soul. People, families. That's real. We are. || 13 01:14:13 In the Light you will Find the Road: Disposition; Mention this to Dean, watch the weather change.
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hexandmef · 2 years
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"Parabole, ja pierdolę, dziesięć kresek jest na stole! Tak się żyje u nas w szkole, tańczą szmaty porobione." VanTaron - PARABOLE JA PIER
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fiddyshad3s0f-lam3 · 4 months
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this body holding me
reminding me that i am not alone
in this body that makes me feel eternal
all this pain is an illusion
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voodoogirl7548 · 5 months
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that-dinopunk-guy · 1 year
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ruleof3 · 9 months
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sleepanonymous · 20 days
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No lyrics because this is a cover. Details below the cut.
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I thought about not censoring the YouTube channel name since these guys are pretty talented, and I think they're still around, but... that's kinda against the point of anonymity on this blog. Also until very recently, like Janurary-ish 2024, the original video was just "unlisted" and has since been set to "private" so, yeah.
The MP3 was actually already ripped by a friend on Discord so major thanks to them for editing it so it's just the cover with no chatter from the guys on stage.
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holypinoart · 8 months
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Para siempre!!!😊❤️😈
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friendlymathematician · 7 months
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swdefcult · 28 days
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jinxxedcorvid · 1 year
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wanted to try whatever the fuck this shit is again
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eyesaremosaics · 2 years
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This episode of love, death and robots was powerful. I didn’t realize the cultural significance of the story until reading up on it afterwards. The story follows a Siren smitten with a soldier who is unaffected by her deathly scream. Jibaro is an alternate version of the Siren’s tale. The original Greek mythology talks about Sirens who have beautiful voices that seduce men at sea to leap to their deaths. If a Siren is unable to woo a man, then she commits suicide by diving into the water.
In Love, Death and Robots’ Jibaro, we see a Siren, like Sindel from Mortal Kombat, whose scream drives people insane. The story begins with an army that appears to be colonialists. The lead is a deaf soldier. Considering all the gold that adorned their horses, it appears this group has been colonizing and looting as they expanded. The Siren senses threat and attacks. While the rest of the troops are vanquished by the screaming and dancing Siren, the deaf soldier, is unharmed and makes a run for it.
The Siren is intrigued by this soldier. Clearly, she’s come across a deaf person for the first time. Later, she sneaks up next to him and spends the night. The soldier wakes up and can’t take his eyes off the bejewelled beauty. He follows her, and they eventually embrace and share a passionate kiss. Her lips and teeth are so sharp that it cuts the soldier, and he bleeds.
We see a turn of events when the soldier knocks the Siren unconscious, savagely rips through her chest (symbolic of sexual assault) tears all her jewels and adornment away from her body, and tosses her into the river. Her blood is magical and floods the river in a Shining-esque manner. The soldier washes his face in the water, and this causes his hearing to be healed, making him vulnerable to the Siren.
At first it appears she is dead. Her body floating limply in a river of blood—is horrifying to witness. When suddenly she moves. When she rises out of the water… she realizes what happened and is devastated. The shame, humiliation, and overwhelming sense of violation is so apparent. The Siren exacts revenge for his betrayal by performing a fatality on the undeaf soldier with her scream. The man suffers a choreographed death as he moves into the river and sinks to the bottom of the river.
The ending of Jibaro places emphasis on the metaphor of toxic relationships. Both of them were attracted to each other for their own selfish desires, and as we all know, that can never end well.
The deaf soldier fancies the Siren only for the ornaments on her body. And the Siren is intrigued by this man only because her otherwise fatal scream had no effect on him. They are drawn to each other for incredibly wrong reasons. Soon, the man strikes first to claim what he really wants. This backfires horribly, with the return of his hearing. After such brutality and violation, the Siren has lost her grace and can no longer dance. What is witnessed is pure unadulterated pain and rage. She screams in agony and takes the man down, and even though she ultimately wins (with his death, and her survival), it is a hollow victory. He has taken something so precious from her, and she is now forever changed.
This piece was powerful to me, as a woman who (like many I have known) has experienced this kind of trauma. Of being violated, having your innocence ripped away from you so cruelly, and illustrating how one feels inside in the aftermath of this. Though she survives, she is mutilated. Though she exists, she is half dead. The silence echoes eerily around her when she ceases to scream. The lake is a metaphor for her emotions, the sky expansive emptiness, the forest her crowding thoughts… and how ultimately alone she is in this.
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