

I had a fascination with dreams, especially lucid dreaming, several years ago. I don’t have a specific article about it anymore, just some info I came across a while back.
Secretly an opossum.
I had a fascination with dreams, especially lucid dreaming, several years ago. I don’t have a specific article about it anymore, just some info I came across a while back.
God, I love this comic. Thank you for A) making me aware that it got a continuation and B) compiling it into an easier-to-read format.
It makes the opossum in me very happy.
Okay, there’s actually a speculated reason for this: while you’re dreaming, your body is paralyzed but your brain is not. When you go into fight-or-flight when you’re dreaming, your brain starts trying to take sensory input from both your dream self and your real self. As a result, your brain is receiving mixed signals: your arm is moving and it’s not moving; you’re successfully controlling your arm but you can’t control your arm. The result is that it feels like it takes a significant amount of effort to move your arm, and your arm moves slowly.
My own personal experience seems to support this: if I casually run or hit something in a dream, then it happens as expected. If I’m in fight-or-flight mode, then my actions occur in slow motion. However, I got lucky and became lucid during one such moment, and decided to try consciously focus on just moving my dream arm, and I was no longer moving in slow motion.
Throw it against the ground to see how high it’ll bounce.
Honestly? I’d rather have Bowser over any real world dictator. Bowser actually gives half a fuck about his minions and domain, while looking sexy as hell in the process. That’s a step up from the “real deal”.
I’m still kinda looking forward to the Mario game where Mario goes after Peach only to discover, at the end of the game, that Peach is actually in love with Bowser and that Mario just committed mass murder out of a misogynistic, misplaced belief that Peach can’t defend herself or pick her own partners.
It makes me sad that I was born in a country that doesn’t give a fuck about the environment when I read things like this. I’d love to do projects like this for a living, but… no, wrong country lmao.
Edit: lemme know when a place like Norway takes trans refugees from the US. I’d love to spend my time walking in forests and building birdhouses.
Yeah. It’s one of the few things the Bible is fairly consistent about, along with golden calf/bronze bull imagery. I’m pretty sure there’s a historical religious explanation for why the Bible consistently referenced gold/bronze cattle, but I find it fascinating and kinda sad that they’re so blatantly worshipping something that the Bible consistently says is wrong. Like, there’s a lot of stuff in the Bible where it says one thing and then later says, “actually, wait, just kidding lol”; but it consistently talks about not worshipping idols while using cattle imagery.
Yeah, uh, last I checked American territories don’t have the ability to vote in federal elections. Someone from Puerto Rico can’t vote for the US president despite being governed by the US. It’s one of many bullshit systems designed to keep the GOP-Democrat right-wing ratchet going.
Contrary to that Europe doesn’t have one cohesive identity, your example of Orban is multiple country borders removed from me personally.
Orban would probably be best compared to a state governor. Just a reminder that Texas is literally larger than the largest EU country with some space leftover for a city-state or two.
The idea that the US has a cohesive identity is just… unbelievably ignorant. I’m actually amazed that you believe that considering that no one in their right mind would say the same thing about places like Africa, Europe, or South America.
I didn’t have a choice to be born here, and, had I had the option, I wouldn’t have defaced a Native American monument in the first place. This is on top of the fact that the US is currently trying to find ways of disowning/executing me (trans).
Quite honestly, maybe I shouldn’t be offended by being lumped in with other Americans, because maybe I’m not actually being included in these kinds of sweeping statements. However, it rubs me the wrong way when people imply that Americans as a whole are responsible for the things our government has and is doing.
Again, I didn’t ask to be born in the US. I don’t like that I’m “American”. No one asked me, please don’t lump people like me in with the others.
The understanding that you really are just a flesh bag hurtling through space and the only way to make it better is to help others.
God, Cruelty Squad goes so fucking hard. I fully recommend it.
Another image since I stumbled across it while looking up that pic:
Honestly, the fact that so many people are just… normal… is a huge contributor to my derealization.
Like, what the fuck?
All the people in my little bubble, whether they’re friends, family or biological family, have been through shit. The result is that we have a lot of weird quirks and neurosis that we either end up working through or incorporating into who we are. Everyone else though… it’s like we’re in color while the rest of the world is in black and white. It’s bizarre and weird and unsettling and makes me wonder sometimes how many of those people are real.
Are we getting Truman Show’d or something?
Then, god forbid you interact with them because then they act like they have no personality and it makes the feeling of derealization worse. And they can’t empathize with you because they haven’t been through shit. And when you try to tell them, “dude, I have experience going through shit, I know what it’s like” they think you’re being hyperbolic. The worst thing that’s ever happened to them is a car wreck which made them feel so upset they considered suicide, but then they took a deep breath, realized they could just call the insurance company, and that ultimately, it really wasn’t that bad. So when you try to tell them that you experienced 10 yrs of suicidal depression as the result of untreated gender dysphoria they just kinda think that you must be exaggerating.
Sorry, this went from “normal people make me question reality” to venting about how normal people can’t empathize. It’s just… Weird.
Gender euphoria just be like that sometimes.
I want Hitman but with Mr. Bean.
Nah, these guys ain’t straight and/or cis. If touching their own balls makes them that uncomfy then they’ve got some stuff they’re hiding and need to work through.
Edit: even so, tho, the OP doesn’t look like they’re a dude; which makes me wonder if she has a different towel for every part of her body. Like, damn bitch, granted I ain’t straight or cis, but I use two towels, one for my hair, one for the rest of me. I may be a gal but I don’t need more than that, and the hair one is mainly because my hair holds enough water that I kinda need a second towel.
(For context, furspa is a local furry spa gathering)
(Also, yes, those are dildos. Sorry to any mods if it’s too lewd. I was on the fence about whether or not that image would be appropriate considering they don’t look like dildos. I downloaded it to show a friend how absurdly large they are because I’m kinda tempted to get one of the huge ones, stick it in a corner and see how long it takes for someone to realize that it’s a faux penis. Those weren’t even the biggest ones on the site.)
Not where I live, lmao. The grippy sock hotel that I had to stay at once convinced me that they’re shit and full of abusive staff.
No… don’t do this to me…
Yeah, sorry, I wasn’t thinking about how that could be (miss)interpreted. But yeah, she’ll sometimes hang upside-down from the beams.
It’s going really, really well; thanks! ^^w^^
or hangs from the ceiling
I may or may not get to live that life soon. She has beams along her ceiling and likes to demonstrate that she can climb the walls and hang from the beams while in VRC.
And we’re kinda into each other.
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Yeah. What the fuck is wrong with the straights? They’re so… normal. Why… why? That’s so boring. I guess if that’s what you’re into then cool, but like, keep it to yourself. No one wants to hear about how normal you are, just be colorful in public and you can be normal at home.