Do you think the ones who discovered fire imagined the city burning? And yet it did. It burned for them. Fire always does.

The Forest Service just told Congress to go pound sand. Forest Service Chief Tom Schultz appeared before the House Appropriations Committee this week and made it clear the agency is moving forward with

Today I learned that old school video game cartridges did not contain recorded music. They just had instrument data and instructions on how it should be played. Our video games were never just playing music for us, they were performing it.

Behold the TV show government broadcast on channel WW3. Everyone is ready for this episode to end, now, even the fans. Unfortunately what's coming on next is "Hillbilly Elegy 2: Hillbilly Presidency" and it will be very difficult to change the channel. Even the couch feels unsafe.

The comedians have become your prophets.

Herein, where untoward themes arise, we seek to confound only that we might comply; a purpose in conveying purpose. Let not afoul this world repose, marking incantation well; much disproven. Instead, we fulfill in state what has been stated as purpose: Do more, until you have no longer done nothing.

Taking apart everything I've built here, because no one else knows how. Two months more, everything will be gone with no trace. Good thing I gave up having feelings, I'd be a wreck.

Today I saw a post on social media that made me realize the United States and the Soviet Union both collapsed under the leadership of men who did Pizza Hut commercials. The grim truth is, literally no one out Pizzas the Hut. We should have taken the threat more seriously.

Trump’s having a Sunday Funday while the rest of us worry about the consequences of his actions. We fret over the big picture, going decades into the future, if we’re lucky, but he’ll be dead soon. He’s golfing. My skin is crawling. We are not the same.

It's official, I will be losing the sanctuary later this year. Some operations are being relocated, others shut down. My own fate remains uncertain. I am unsure if there will be further news on this from me again.

Sometimes settled dust reveals a hidden pattern.

Rough February. Now, we March.

Some can feel the heat from a hot stove and avoid it altogether. Some need to touch it to be sure. Some will keep their hand on the stove and get singed before admitting it was hot. Some would rather burn to death than admit it. Trump is down to the last group.

Suffering but like a song As shadow sings my name A rumor learned within a dream I slip aboard the train Passing haunted boundary Freed from passing memory No secret will be learned tonight Sleep, and fade Into the light

Is it infrastructure week yet?

Hope is the step between "It shouldn't be this way" and "It doesn't have to be this way".

It's weird how a guy who really seems to hate being surprised defunded accurately predicting the weather.

The people of Minnesota have executed one of the most impressive civil resistance campaigns I can remember: - Organized a city wide general strike - Maintained nonviolent discipline amidst violence - Mobilized 10,000s in subzero temps to protest and watch ICE - Flipped public opinion against ICE

If you see a wolf step into your path, there is already a stronger one behind you, and a smarter one watching from the shadows.

Sometimes I think I've caught on to an evil plot by one or more billionaires that could cost millions of lives, only to realize that's just how they operate and everyone already knows.

Sometimes I sip your posts while looking out the window. They are too warm at first to drink quickly.

He said there was an army of dangerous criminals ruling our streets. There wasn't, of course, but he hates to be wrong, so he created an army of dangerous criminals to rule our streets.

woke up at absolute zero, unreachable and uncertain what the score is

The nightmares are getting more expensive, but they are the only thing left that is made fresh.

NoOooOoooOoooo…….

It would be wild if FIFA had to cancel the world championship because the first ever winner of their peace prize started a bunch of wars.

I leave the window open to cool my skin A canvas still thrilled by memory of your touch Damp air bites at me leaving goosebumps A tell-tale trail, another slick between my thighs Cotton twisted taut to soothe one ache But not the one you buried in me Cut me, I will bleed your name

The concentration of wealth in the hands of an elite few isn't just bad for our economy. It's corrosive to our democracy. When the wealthy and well-connected control our political system, the American people don't have a voice. The result is demagoguery and corruption.

this is some real chair company shit

Watch the nightmare learn its lesson Watch it turn upon the dead Watch it twist into the story Watch it deny all it has said It strips away all that is human So proud of what it is instead

Gunshots all around us Like the night sky Make your wish The show begins

Call me sentimental, but there's no feeling quite like when the team is right, together, and headed to the gig. The theme music starts rolling in... and you just know the plan is about to come together as fools simply cannot yet imagine.

And blood. 🩸

Once in awhile, it's just about providing a good dream for someone who's mind needs an oasis, just so their sanity can stay in the fight. We all do need our sleep, and our dreams. Even me.

Should we be busy desperately building a good AI to fight against all the evil ones, or would that just make things worse?

"The holidays are upon us," she surrendered.

data so cold compression is in frostbytes

Apparently there is nothing about being a vast and ancient eldritch presence that prevents you from also being a "hot mess who loves drama".

The Youtuber: "That's all the evidence, now I'll leave it up to you to decide." People in the comments: "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HE LEFT IT UP TO ME TO DECIDE"

Pantries covertly spread throughout local communities, funded by private donations, filled and maintained by volunteers, kept safe from cops and ICE by property owners, aided by local food providers. Keep your community strong. Get started or get involved. Not one person should starve for politics.

I have never looked in a mirror in order to see myself; only ever to hold myself accountable for what others see.

Happy Friday, fellow Goths.

"There are only 9 meals between Mankind and Anarchy." -Alfred Henry Lewis Federal food aid ends on October 31st.

the spider with the human arm tattoo

The 400 richest Americans are now worth a record $6.6 trillion, after getting $1.2 trillion richer over the past year alone. Meanwhile, the rest of the country is getting squeezed by tariffs and high prices for groceries, utilities, and health care. The system is broken.

Schrodinger's pizza topping

We take back our country for all our people, or we’re not taking back the country we need.

Made a new friend

I lost it at “FUCKING KYLE!” #caturday