For Real Once You Realize That You Can Actually Wear Whatever You Want And Call Yourself Whatever Name

Look, I know facile trope inversion is for weenies, but I still really want to see a JRPG-style game where the shouty teenage boy who gives long speeches about the power of friendship is the fragile healer and the girl with the gentle piano-and-strings theme song and self-sacrificing “must save everyone” attitude is the melee tank. I don’t think I’m being unreasonable here.

I think passion as humanity's driving force is widely misunderstood. Like sure, people driven by their love and passion for what they do have made more individual advances to art and sciences than people driven by milder, more rational motives, but claiming that passion is the most efficient driver for human progress would be like claiming that the water-cooled 7.7mm Vickers medium machine gun is the most efficient way to heat water for tea. That's really just not how it works, and thank goodness it isn't.

Most people just don't have that kind of a passion. That's a good thing. Most people don't have six fingers, either, and not being born with an unusual quirk doesn't mean that you're lacking or incomplete. You're lucky if you don't, because most of the time, the successful people who were driven there by passion for what they do are a not a fair selection, it's 100% survivor bias.

People who are passionate about one thing and one thing only don't get to choose what they're passionate about. If you ask them, they'll tell you they wouldn't trade their own thing for anything else in the world, and of course they wouldn't - just like a parent in a birth ward being handed their own baby wouldn't trade that one for any other baby in the world. It's special and you love this one because this one is yours.

And having something you're passionate about doing means you can't be stopped from doing it. Even you can't stop yourself from doing it. Even if it isn't useful, if it isn't productive, if it isn't profitable, your tracks still can't get turned any other way. If your passion cannot be turned into a career, the best that a therapist can do is get you to grudgingly agree it's best to get a day job that you don't care about so you can do the one thing you want to do on your free time.

The people with a passionate fixation on hard sciences, who become astrophycisists or theoretical mathematicians purely because they are passionate about doing it are rare outliers. Not equally rare, but far lesser known ones, are porn artists. Not even shitting you - there seems to be an absolutely bizarre amount of them out there who originally started drawing because they personally happened to have a fetish so bizarrely niche and specific that they couldn't find any porn of it, and saw no other choice than to draw it themselves. And then cultivated remarkable skills over the years, because they fucking love drawing that one specific thing.

Anyway, I have theories about the sources of the remarkable amounts of money that clearly frequently exchange hands in the furry community.

Manfred Rütten

people who don’t have boops on, I respect your peace but also picture me standing outside your blog scratching the door like a cat wanting to be let in

dear campanella

The Tangled the Series cast if they were characters in Hades !

The creature that wants to kill you will not growl.

The function of a growl is as a warning. It is a communication that violence is available as a tool, but is not preferred. Other outcomes, besides your death, are available and should be considered.

But the creature that wants to kill you will not growl.

If your death is the goal, then growling will only serve as a delay and may result in your escape, which runs counter to the goal. There will be no growl, no warning. There will be no snarl or hiss or bluster. The creature that bares its teeth with the intent to kill only does so to bring closer its fangs to your demise.

The creature that growls does not want to kill you, but will if it must.

I advise you to appreciate the warning. You may not receive another.

Wait what’s a buildings fire evacuation plan if you aren’t supposed to use the elevator to get down

Lol just found McDonald's doordash on someone's doorstep #hunter #gatherer