Can Someone Please Make This Game? Pretty Pleasee

“The daily routine of most adults is so heavy and artificial that we are closed off to much of the world. We have to do this in order to get our work done. I think one purpose of art is to get us out of those routines. When we hear music or poetry or stories, the world opens up again. We’re drawn in — or out — and the windows of our perception are cleansed, as William Blake said. The same thing can happen when we’re around young children or adults who have unlearned those habits of shutting the world out.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin 

Wow, putting ravenous gnomes at the edge of trails as if it was the way a videogame told you not to get off the path would actually be a great idea. I cannot depend on my personal responsability to not go explore The Outlands on protected places.

(In my head they eat you gruesomly, but you directly appear on the nearest path point)

"I use Linux as my operating system," I state proudly to the unkempt, bearded man. He swivels around in his desk chair with a devilish gleam in his eyes, ready to mansplain with extreme precision. "Actually", he says with a grin, "Linux is just the kernel. You use GNU+Linux!' I don't miss a beat and reply with a smirk, "I use Alpine, a distro that doesn't include the GNU Coreutils, or any other GNU code. It's Linux, but it's not GNU+Linux." The smile quickly drops from the man's face. His body begins convulsing and he foams at the mouth and drops to the floor with a sickly thud. As he writhes around he screams "I-IT WAS COMPILED WITH GCC! THAT MEANS IT'S STILL GNU!" Coolly, I reply "If windows were compiled with GCC, would that make it GNU?" I interrupt his response with "-and work is being made on the kernel to make it more compiler-agnostic. Even if you were correct, you won't be for long." With a sickly wheeze, the last of the man's life is ejected from his body. He lies on the floor, cold and limp. I've womansplained him to death.

twitter is being overrun by ice war posting. Best this sites been in ages

there is a crazy dude on twitter who takes photos of athletes from different sports and finds them an art piece that fits exactly with the photo and the PRECISION he does it is amazing

I always assume the train will be so boring and I bring seven things to do but then I'm entranced by the wonderful window the entire time

two year anniversary of my vocabulary being permanently changed for the worse

I was going to say someone did peek inside Lennon's brain but after a thorough investigation I have concluded none of Chapman's bullets hit the head.

oh to peek inside john lennon's brain the moment when he had found out that linda was a libra too