Makes me feel more assured and will reduce my suffering until I die. After my death, regardless of if I am right or wrong, the net positive of having had the soothing idea of a larger meaning can’t and won’t be retroactively undone. So why the hell not?
sometimes i think about that kid in the experiment
who was sat down and told to wait some time
before eating the sweetness put in front of him
that his patience would bring a reward
and i think about how they laughed when he didn’t succeed in waiting and instead
crammed the entire gummy bear into his mouth the second they left
looking so guilty afterward
the way they gloated and collected data and prognosticated about his future job prospects and potential success-
certainly not as good as those who waited, they said
it was something about self-control
i know all too well that when he got home
there were probably no sweets
or if there were, they were there for a moment only
before being snatched away by either cruel hands or circumstance
no guarantee that promises meant anything, much less that they were kept.
if it had been me in that chair
i’d have eaten it too.
lick lick lick CHOMP
what in the repost hell is this? that image shows at least four levels of reposting. dead dead internet :(
oh neat. bottom right corner for active who is looking, it says ‘star trek interactive vcr board game’. it has the face of a klingon on the box.
goddamn it
welcome in! insert obligatory ‚dozens of us‘ meme here.
dems can‘t and won‘t. they serve the ruling class as well. we have to stop pretending they are on our side, and start taking care of ourselves.
me too. i feel so official now, blessed by the grace of fediverse chic
I almost never do either, and I am aphantasiac as well. I wonder if that is related.