My Goal In Life Is To Have One Post Blow Up And When People Look At My Profile To See More Of This Mastery,

best spot in class? back corner, farthest from the teachers desk. why? surrounded by less people, and you can get away with more.

Jonathan Gleason was my friend who committed suicide just over a month ago… and I just found out that he wrote this 800+ page analysis textbook. By himself. Because he was teaching analysis and he was dissatisfied with the textbook he was assigned so he just…. wrote his own.

Even if you haven’t done any math… please just take a look at this. Scroll through it as fast as you like. It’s incredible that he put so much work and so much free time into this… I’m still in awe and I really want everyone to see it. In particular, if you want a good laugh, look at chapter 5 of the analysis textbook. The opening paragraph is SO Johnny.

He also wrote a linear algebra textbook, here. 

there's is a person on YouTube who's voice I know well. If I ever think something in their voice I know this a worthy post.

Oooo Cool! Google translate said something similar, "devotional book."

A handfull of weeks ago I bought this really old book from a vintage store. And I don't just mean from 50 years ago or something, I mean from like 100 years ago. It's in German or something, and I can't read it. But it was so interesting I just had to bring it home. The number in the cover says 1860 and I know the book itself was around since 1881 from the first of many signatures and dates on the inside.

Im a bit cautious about touching it since it's badly damaged but here are some photos. Anyone know what language/book this is? What's it about? So curious

The ticket is always blank

I feel as though life has been passing me by

It feels like I'm at a train station

Watching the trains pass

Wonder which one was mine

It's hearing a busker's guitar, calm peaceful

We stand their in our own melancholic solitude

Not daring to look up

Buried in our own self doubt

It's watching clouds roll over blue skies

It's watching the seconds tick

Waiting for the clock to fall

And my body to decay

It was laying in the grass

Trying to become a bug

It was standing in the rain

To become a puddle

I think of these things

These thoughts of death that plague my brain

I watch another train go by

The next one, I think,

I'll get on

My brain always wants me to do something, and usually I will eventually get to doing that thing, or I just find something else to do instead and forget about it.

Whenever I'm bored or wanting to draw but have to ideas I like to do what I call hil-ighter drawings, which is exactly how it sounds.

Drawings which are done in hi-lighter then traced over with a black pen. You don't have to trace all of them, or any of them, it's nothing specific just draw what ever. Practice things, draw with your non-dominant hand, draw dicks, draw ducks. Do whatever, just have fun! :)

One thing I've learned about tumblr from my years of stalking you all in YouTube compilations and then actually being on here, is that nothing matters. Do the people care if you put stuff in your tags? No. Do they care if you don't put tags at all? No. Do they care if what you're talking about even makes sense??? No.

I only want to be comforted by autistic people from now on, because I was sobbing over something and my brother came along, I vented my frustrations and then he talked to me about Genshin Impact lore for an hour. And now I'm feeling much better