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“There’s no safety in love.

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You risk the whole of life. But the great thing is to risk—to believe, and to risk everything for your belief.” — Elizabeth von Arnim

Welcome to the abode of the Self Care Wizard

Claire/Authoro // Catholic Convert // MINOR //AroAce // Books, Cats, Tea // Local Dad Fighter

Sideblogs: @falling-apple-blossoms (aesthetic) and @livingforthewhump (fic writing)

Currently Reading
  • Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
  • Out of the Silent Planet by CS Lewis
  • The Practice of the Love of Jesus Christ by St Alphonsus Liguori
  • The True Spouse of Jesus Christ by St Alphonsus Liguori
  • The Magician’s Nephew by CS Lewis
  • Further Up & Further In by Joseph Pearce
Asks

🎵- a song I think matches your vibe // 📖 - whatever I read last and whether it was good // 🐱- I will give you my most recent cat picture // ✝️ - recent favorite Bible verse //

Stuff about my personal projects and hobbies are listed below the cut!

I spent like 15 hours on this.

*impressed slow clap*

This was ridiculously pleasing to read out loud. 

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rhube

This is a legitimately fine poem. I say so with my BA in English and Philosophy and my PhD. It’s DAMN HARD to write something like this. Be impressed, yo.

Transcript of poem in screenshot:

First the cracker batter baker bakes a cracker batter batch then the cracker batter mixer door will open and unlatch so the batter mixer nozzle can descend onto the patch where the cracker batter spreads out for the nozzle to attach.

When the cracker mixer nozzle sprays the cracker batter spray and the cracker batch emulsion lies a-soaking in its haze then the cracker batter mixer starts to stir up all the glaze that the final cracker stacker needs to lubricate the way.

Once the cracker stacker handle stacks the cracker batter squares then the cracker batter’s hardened into double stacks of pairs. Now the cracker separator breaks the crackers in the stackers so the wrappers on the stackers fit the finished stacking crackers. Then they’re distributed to Wal-Mart.

I forgot about this magnificent poem, and you probably did too. Here it is again.

I highly recommend trying to read it aloud, it feels delightful and is almost impossible.

Try reading it outloud. I dare you

reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

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iceslushii

this has almost 11 million notes what is this

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yiffmaster

I’ve never seen this post once in 10 years on this site

I’ve never even heard of this before tho??? Wtf??????????

oh my god, I didn’t think there were any surviving versions of this post left

For those who weren’t around in the Deep Lore times, this is one of the relics of the editable post era. This post has THE SINGLE HIGHEST NOTES of ANY post on this site, bar none, but with more than a dozen variations. Every single post you’ve ever seen with more than 3 million notes has been a different version of this one.

This is the “Dean’s Gym Shorts” post. This is the Flubber post. This is the original “Reblog if you support gay people” post. it was ALL of them. before half the site got nuked, it had even more notes than it has now - at one point, well over 15 million, and that was years ago.

This, with no exaggeration, is the ONE TRUE heritage post

World Heritage Post

huh??

Anti-honesty: what person from history would you add to Mount Rushmore?

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  1. Why is this getting notes?
  2. When did I write this?
  3. Why did I spell Rasputin like that??? How do you even mess up that name that badly???

You were overtaken by the ghost of Rasputin himself, and he was so excited about the concept of posting something on the internet that he forgot his to spell his own name.

Ah, dang it, I got possessed AGAIN?!!! I gotta make some calls.

you know those posts about the trope of a character showing up injured at their enemy's door saying "i didn't know where else to go" [often to the reply of "who did this to you"]?

Gospel imagery, is all i'm saying.