hidden away in the rocks and crevices of this planet are a people known as the Fremen who have long held a prophecy that a man would come, a messiah, who would lead them to true freedom. The planet is Arrakis also known as... Dune
DUNE DUNE DA-DUNE
DUNE DUNE DA-DUNE
DUNE DUNE DA-DUNE
DUNE DUNE DA-DUNE
what, those are the lyrics
hot take;
something I do not think [x people] get is that violence is necessary sometimes. This doesn't make it good, it's NEVER good. And I don't just mean hey, you did something which is at least ethically dubious.
I don't think [y people] get that when you use violence to solve problems, not only have you created fallout later among those you can't negotiate with, but the people who dominate YOUR group are now people good at violence with an interest in keeping things violent.
okay that's enough Gay furry art for now, and by Gay I mean "getting flogged by a leatherman next to the garlic fries at Folsom isn't that Gay"
though it merits the Cockworship Theme Tune
People are people, which means any group gets some unintentionally really hurtful behavior and a few really awful assholes, especially if there's a power structure of any kind, since that's a vested interest in being a really awful asshole. This is on a collision course with wanting Your Group to be The Good Guys, at some point you're stuck with either making things worse or trying to accept that you can still be basically an okay group inclusive of truly egregious bullshit.
darnit, I have a three day weekend I could theoretically spend outside, but it's gonna be in the 20s at best all day tomorrow
My schools tried to instill an utter horror of addiction - you're gonna try a drug and you won't be able to live without it - but honestly I don't really want to trip balls as much as I miss roadtrips, fencing, cuddling, conventions. All sorts of sober stuff, maybe with coffee. MAYBE. I don't even miss cigs as much.
it's wild hearing McKenna speak for longer than about 5 seconds without the dance music kicking in and apparently this is from a 2 hour + long movie without ANY dance music at all
of *course* I stomp around digitigrade, with my arms tucked to my chest, thumb and two fingers out on each hand, while playing the "Glorification of the Chosen One" part of Rite of Spring
doesn't *everyone* do that?
true fact; for a very short time when I was 6-7ish, I wanted to be a tyrannosaur when I grew up. Not a paleontologist. A tyrannosaur.
entre-nous, it's very true
the room temperature is higher than my IQ
but they like me more than Gerard Diepardieu!
How did this happen? I don't have a clue!
#SongLyrics
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+.