"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.
"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"
"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."
"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."
"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.
"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."
"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."
"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.
"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.
"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."
"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."
"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."
-Dick Gumshoe (ace attorney) about this fucking thing
i made a comic in google slides for some ungodly reason
" you know very well you're not real"
- through the looking glass
“and the universe said…”
this one’s a few days late due to having a lot of doctors appointments sorry it’s just 9 pages, and about some rats… it’s more symbolic than anything really
(it’s completely unrelated to any of my songs that have to do with “puzzleboy”) Patreon: www.patreon.com/PengoSolvent
I've become comfortable
I've been satisfied by an unsatisfying routine for so long now
I've found people who can help hold me accountable, so that I van learn how to get out if the fake shelter of my comfort zone
Be afraid, be confused, be unsure, be hesitant if you must, but do it anyways, live life anyways.
If life is the same droning routine until you die it is simply not worth living.
"I won't break you unless you deserve to be broken" is such a raw line you forget it's from a let's play in which Markipiler plays as a slice of bread.
What in the hell is beauty? They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Anybody can be a beholder, hell everyone is a beholder. Eveyone will have a different definition of beauty, so why does it matter so much? How is it that something with so much variety be the base of so much self-worth and so many societies. Surely i qm not the only one who sees it. Surely others understand there will always be another critique. Beauty matters, but only because we have made it matter so much, only because we have shaped jt and valued so much off of it.
They say beauty is pain; i say beauty is born from pain.
Behold your own beauty, and do what you want, not what you are told to be, not what societies standards are, but what makes you feel like you. Don't give beauty power, take away that power, make it yours. Do believe others have the right to behold your own beauty, they have done it far too long.
Take the power of beauty, become the sole beholder of your beauty, and you will find beauty has no real power except the people who use it.
-Me ranting about beauty