The Severance Finale Really Said Humans Find Beauty And Meaning Everywhere Despite Of It All And That

so gemma was orpheus all along. when she looked back, called mark’s name, and asked him to come home.. innie mark realized he had no feelings for this woman. if she had stayed facing forward maybe the allegiance to his outie would have won out. but gemma turning around made him hesitate long enough for helly to appear. and when she called his name.. it was game over. eurydice embraced the underworld with open arms.

being self aware suuuucks like yeah this thought pattern/behavior is stupid and pointless and a symptom. i know this. [does it anyways

Dracula Daily… Voyage of the Nautilus… Whale Weekly… I might have to start sending out Foundation Centurily. The whole trilogy by email starting now and ending in 2422.

it fucks me up that pupils are black for the same reason black holes are. they have no color because they absorb all color that enters them. each of us carry on our faces endless voids which evade the traditional visible light spectrum, and without them we couldn't absorb said spectrum. They give us knowledge by destroying it. what the fuck is a black hole doing with that color then

I’ll stop goncharov posting soon but can I just say how fascinating it is to me that the genre we picked was cold war mafia movie? because if you had asked the internet a month ago what kind of film tumblr would invent, if tumblr were to invent a film, the answers would have been way more woke. a queer coming of age romance or a sexy heist with a super diverse cast or live action infinity train or whatever.

instead, the hive mind, the collective, latched on to something with much narrower boundaries, with stricter rules. no cold war mafia movie would have “good gay rep” or “a happy ending”, like you might expect tumblr to want. we want, we made, something rife with hidden truths, deception and manipulation, suppressed and sublimated emotions. it’s a movie rife with symbolism and suggestion, a text that needs to be unpicked and puzzled over, not one that spoonfeeds us a morally pure protagonist.

the website famous for our shithouse reading comprehension made this complex metatext about methods of interpreting an ambiguous artwork and that’s given me more hope for humanity than I’ve gotten from the internet in a long goddamn time

i can't casually listen to music. unfortunately everything i like makes me want to drop to my knees.

‘India-Occupied Jammu and Kashmir’ is like saying ‘Israeli-Occupied West-Bank’, it delegitimises indigenous sovereignty over their traditional lands.

‘Pakistan’ is just like ‘Palestine’ in that it was a lie made up to ensure Islamist domination of the regions they were losing control of.

Kashmir is India the same way Judea is Israel

All Eyes on Kashmir

Nobody:

Me: OH MY GOD YAYYYYYYYY IT’S NOBODYYYYY!!

I showed her heights she never saw—

“Woulds’t climb?” I said,

She said, “Not so” —

“With me?” I said, “With me?”

I showed her secrets

Morning’s nest,

The rope that Nights were put across—

And now, “Would’st have me for a Guest?”

And she could not find her yes—

And then, I brake my life, and lo!

A light for her, did solemn glow,

The larger, as her face withdrew—

And could she, further, no?

- By Emily Dickinson