Think of it as plastic memory, this force within you which trends you and your fellows toward tribal forms. This plastic memory seeks to return to its ancient shape, the tribal society. It is all around you—the feudatory, the diocese, the corporation, the platoon, the sports club, the dance troupes, the rebel cell, the planning council, the prayer group … each with its master and servants, its host and parasites. And the swarms of alienating devices (including these very words!) tend eventually to be enlisted in the argument for a return to “those better times.” I despair of teaching you other ways. You have square thoughts which resist circles.
Tis was a hard year. Crisis, exams, fail in college and returnin to the school. Welp. I wish that everything will be great in 2017. Also I wish what you are all will be OK and don’t cri about F in exams or failing a new art. good luck and hippy new year.
Dear brothers and sisters, now is the time to open your eyes.If you have not yet woken up to the
of profiteering and enslavement
we’ve been warning you about,
I hope you realize we are
fast running out of time. The governments of the world
and their corporate masters
do not want us to speak. Why? Because we unlock truths. We expose
villains. We exorcize demons. Citizens of the world, we are here to
help. If you have any interest
in waking from your slumber, in retrieving lost, damaged, or stolen memory,
we are here for you. We have your back. We are fsociety.
Orientation: deeply closeted
Favorite Fruit: Christopher Palu
Favorite Season: tank season
Favorite Book: how to live with a huge penis
Favorite flower: none?
Favorite scent: your mom’s dank pussy
Average sleep hours: 7
Dog or cat person: Dog person
Favorite fictional character: Jiminy Glick
# of blankets you sleep with: I sleep with one “blanket”
Ideal trip: free
Blog created: idk it’s been over 5 years
#of followers: sorry I’ve sold that information to my corporate masters
It’s been years and Denny’s is the only corporation that has effectively mastered the art of speaking to us Tumblr youths.
I think it’s because they’re the only one that has sincerely immersed themselves in our culture and participated enthusiastically, rather than simply googling “How the kids talk these days” and just calling it a day.
Fuck, I may get me some pancakes out of sheer gratitude for the fact that they took this approach.
Has anyone ever seen the movie Hackers, aka the best movie ever put to film? Here’s a synopsis please watch this movie.
A teenage hacker finds himself framed for the theft of millions of dollars from a major corporation. Master hacker Dade Murphy, aka Zero Cool, aka Crash Override, has been banned from touching a keyboard for seven years after crashing over 1,500 Wall Street computers at the age of 11. Now keen to get back in front of a monitor, he finds himself in more trouble than ever.
OP NANOOK 2013 by Combat Camera Via Flickr: As Her Majesty’s Canadian Ship SUMMERSIDE sails the waters off the coast of Eclipse Sound, Nunavut, the ship’s company has the rare opportunity to catch a glimpse of a polar bear on a very large iceberg during Operation NANOOK 13 on August 19, 2013.
Photo: Master Corporal Holly Canning.
Here’s some bumper stickers I’d like to see: “We are the proud parents of a child whose self esteem is sufficient that he doesn’t need us promoting his minor scholastic achievements on the back of our car.” “We are the proud parents of a child who has resisted his teachers’ attempts to break his spirit and bend him to the will of his corporate masters.
Everything becomes old hack, cliches, trite junkie phrases polluting congested airways. Neoliberals, neocons, consumer culture, race baiting. It’s as if any idea becomes limp and annoying to short attention idlers, they’ve heard it before so you’re attitude of raising awareness is brushed aside like so much Canadian snow. They know it already but do not do anything about it, most of us do that but might chip in a few good karma to the cause. These ideas may be pervasive but they’re falling on ears petrified by apathy and indulgence in the sicko society. Others prepare booster shots awaiting the time to innoculate, hot iron pressingly waiting in the back room, close the curtains please.
We take the lot and follow suit, playing hands of low combos. We burn the wicker man and wonder where our heroes are. Safely tucked away in high thread count sheets barking at paltry, sensational news bitlets devoid of substance, marrow, food for the intellectual spirit. Grubs for thought; little melted marshmallows dripping past the mouth. We laugh at the media circus with popcorn in hand not trying to prop up the tent anymore. Fifth estate in shambles opining about what once was, the intergrity of the relics. Messy piles of mudpies for the slinging contestants. Hurling abrasives at those with differing views, ideology the bricks in this Lego tower. Let’s connect something new.
There are measures of controls set up to maintain control for the small minority who control our lives.
Each holiday, some based in cultural creation, others created by those who control our lives, serve a certain particular purpose, but there is also the over all goal of ensuring a regular source of revenue return and emotional manipulation.
But never take the word of a Tumblr post. Examine how they really work, how expectations for each holiday nearly always comes up short of what you were trying to accomplish, and you vow to try harder the next year.
Consider if there wasn’t a big push - getting to where there’s nearly one a month - to drain money for ‘special’ days, how much more money you would have in your pockets? Or how much people you know would have.
Each and everything sold for holidays was made for the purpose of being purchased. New things are created to ensure you replace the old things you used to ensure to get more of your money at particular points each year.
This year, my family will create memories for the holidays where in each person brings something to share. This could be a food dish, a painting, or a new video game they have enjoyed.
But the point is to create a day where we look back and remember the time we had. Because after a certain point, you forget what gift came when.
And this way, no one feels guilty for 'not having enough’ or avoiding getting together because of lack of money.
If you love a holiday, take it back from the Consumer Powers That Be. Give a idea, or share a story, or a book or CD or painting you like. Give a part of YOU and you will feel that sense of the holiday you seek.