Images, fantasy creatures, undead, eye contact
#drawings this morning, fight between human with jian and some sorta orc/ogre/etc with lian dao, and three undead (spiked zombie, stitched flesh familiar, exploding skeleton).
pol adjacent gender opinion
I really wish it got made clear from the get-go that grade/high school anything isn't meant to be a complete guide to whatever; it's a shallow sampler, meant to give you a *basic* understanding, and if you want to get more into whatever there are other opportunities to do so. That's the best case scenario; anyone who's studied say, the Cold War or Reconstruction knows they've been actively lied to.
Why would what's at best a simplified version of gender, at worst pushed for someone else's convenience, be a definitive understanding of biology?
coyote sing along hour, RAtM lyrics
in the right light study becomes insight
but the system that dissed us teaches us to read and write
so-called fact's a fraud
they want us to allege and pledge
and bow down unto their god
lost the culture, the culture lost
spun our minds and through time
ignorance has taken over
yeah, we gotta take the power back
re: RAtM lyrics, FBI internal memo, caps use
That's a real thing incidentally. They sent King threats about publicizing his extramarital affairs, and what I've been told is they just wanted him to shut up, and King took it as them wanting him to commit suicide, and at that point he figured he was living on borrowed time anyway, so it didn't actually get him to shut up.
RAtM lyrics, FBI internal memo, caps use
"He may be a real contender for this position should he abandon his obedience to the supposed white liberal doctrine of non-violence and embrace Black nationalism. Through counterintelligence, it should be possible to pinpoint potential troublemakers, and neutralize them."
and neutralize them
and neutralize them
WAKE UP!
let's listen to Living in America, that can't make me feel bad. Medical reference, all caps
TOO MUCH BACK PAIN
GOOD G-D DRIVES ME INSANE
CAN'T RUN
BARELY CRAWL
GOT A BULGE IN MY INTESTINAL WALL
WALK REAL FUNNY
BLESS MY SOUL
CAN'T PLAY TENNIS
AND IT'S HARD TO BOWL
I CAN'T EVEN DO THE SPLITS NOW
GOTTA CALL IT QUITS NOW
WELL I'M SICK OF ALL THIS DANCIN' ANYHOW
There’s also a sequence where apparently they get robo-baked, they face an angry toastertron which honestly doesn’t do much, and there’s comic relief with a robot spider for some reason. This movie answers the important question, “what if we got real baked, watched a batch of Gwar videos, and decided to make a movie?”
You know dude it’s been established that you don’t have to SAY “pew pew pew” to use your optic ray. This is like that part in Ep II with the droid factory, except I could figure out what was going on in Ep II.
Robots don’t work that way, magnetism doesn’t work that way, coherent stories don’t work that way. Also; this would have been the best movie ever made when I was 10.
The fuck, that’s the antivirus? What did they program it in, COBOL? But now Betacron has gone to hang out in the clouds with Mufasa or something
Dude everyone ELSE gets gunk from the thrift store glued all over them but not Rhea, that’s sexist! But hey sexy Gonk Droid!
Making this movie must’ve required spending at LEAST as much on silver spray paint and gunk from the thrift store as they did on weed
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.