(。◝‿◜。) All Will Be Well
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nightmargin:

From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of any particular interest. But for us, it’s different. Consider again that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known, so far, to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment, the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

needed this today. thank you miss

look at the time

time for bed

at least my apple pies will never fall to the dark arts of witchcraft

wait a minute

liberty sandwich

liberty ‘wiches?

WITCHES

LADY LIBERTY YOU WILL FOOL ME NO LONGER

bring on the liberty sandwiches, lady liberty

I want to play .flow but it is 4:50AM (4 clap and 200 microclap, roughly 384 nanoclap by the time this is posted).

What do I do? I don’t have to work tomorrow but I would like to wake up before the sound of clapping roars through my american household at 14 clap

EDIT: I did not do a session, but I was still awakened by the thunderous sound of AMERICAN patriotism and the smell of cheeseburgers. As I awoke, a bald eagle perched itself on my window and started playing the national anthem while lady liberty wept tears of joy in the distance. God bless this country.

gggahahahahahahahaha

Nightmargin - rudimentary title theme
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doodle, might be the title theme of Iskai’s game if I could polish it more

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marlon-rimes:

madotsukicon

where we jump off of a building

$17000 dollars pls

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stoned-levi:

"people are so good at things how do i get talent :("

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