Because fuck the mysteries of the multiverse and the sanctity of the physics office. What really matters is your penis (or lack thereof)
Because fuck the mysteries of the multiverse and the sanctity of the physics office. What really matters is your penis (or lack thereof)
In a moment we went from talking about the mysteries of the multiverse to talking about this dude’s weewee (or lack thereof). Savor the shift in scale.
High school students are raging psychopaths. Being a teacher there is a life of eternal psychic warfare. It warps you, body and mind.
On graduation day we move into a system of tunnels under a graveyard. Forever away from the light. Crawling in the bones and corpses. Growling and snapping at each other. But hey at least we have a Keurig.
aren’t you supposed to be offering some kind of actual threat before they pull out the guns?
Just in case you didn’t know, it’s the names of 2 legendary science fiction authors.
Isaac Asimov and Arthur C Clarke
That’s my experience too.
I do vipassana meditation. Which makes me remember dreams and then, as that ramps up, lucid.
Or if you flush a bag of concrete down the loo. People do that. People might be justified.
If you know that your thinking has been warped, it would lend a degree of humility. Every time somebody was about to get into an argument on the internet, every time they were about to say something snarky, they could pause and think, “wait, maybe I’m just fucked up from all the microplastic”.
In this case the microplastic might be a good thing. A force for sanity even.
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thank you very much
We were literally discussing the mysteries of the multiverse. Consider the contrast in scale. Yes, you’d be challenged to find a protest more petty.