He ❤️
“Fuck it, we slay” (heavy eye bags, dehydrated, on the verge of insanity)
oh okay. heart steps right out of my chest and falls down the stairs
The cosmic microwave background (CMB) heat map, as captured by the Wilkonson Microwave Anistropy Probe (WMAP) in 2012, as well as a view of it projected onto the night sky (source).
The CMB was discovered completely on accident in 1965 by astronomers Arno Penzias and Robert Wilson. They had been trying to observe radio waves bouncing off of a satellite experiment, but their data was plagued by a persistent background signal noise. After eliminating all possible sources of interference, including even clearing out pigeon nests from their radio horn antenna, the only conclusion left was that this was a constant underlying signal inherent to the background, not caused by anything on earth.
The CMB is the earliest light that we can see. It was emitted 380,000 thousand years after the Big Bang, when the first atoms formed from a primordial soup of plasma, composed of subatomic particles. Before atoms formed, photons were repeatedly scattered and unable to move freely due to how hot and dense the plasma was, meaning that the universe was "opaque". When the first atoms combined out of these subatomic particles, the universe became transparent - the photons could finally travel freely without being scattered.
And so we also call the CMB the "surface of last scattering" as in, the CMB is what we see as the last time that the photons bounced off of this opaque plasma. This is the last snapshot we have of the early opaque universe: these are those photons finally escaping free and reaching us here on earth billions of years later.
As the universe has expanded, cosmological redshift has caused the photon's wavelengths to increase as the space itself has stretched, and so by now we see this radiation from the surface of last scattering as microwaves. So this background glow left behind from the very early, very hot universe is nothing more than a weak, cold microwave glow, which we now know as the cosmic microwave background.
Sources: WMAP/NASA (left), Dmitri Pogosian (right)
you don’t talk too much. you aren’t too loud. you aren’t too needy. you aren’t too sensitive. you aren’t too this, or that. you aren’t too much anything. you will never be too much: you are you, and you are allowed to take up space. you are allowed to exist however you choose.
I don't think any video game I've ever played that tries to deliberately play up the "liminal spaces" angle has ever achieved even a quarter the liminality captured by sheer accident in the act of backtracking in a certain brand of late 1990s to early 2000s console RPGs.
You know the ones – from that era where the idea of linear, event-driven stories had just caught on, but the practice of putting the world map itself on rails wasn't yet de rigeur, so you could in theory revisit anyplace you'd ever been, including the areas that literally only existed for the purpose of one specific setpiece.
When you returned to such an area, all of the monsters and NPCs would be gone, and there'd be no music or audio ambience because no non-event-related soundtrack for that area had ever been written, which made the game's regular sound effects seem conspicuously louder. Just wandering around in this empty, silent backdrop; maybe you'd run into an NPC the devs forgot to dummy out who still acts like the event is ongoing, repeating now-contextless lines of dialogue and gesturing frantically at thin air. Maybe you'd stumble upon a treasure chest you missed the first time around, and the "item get" jingle would crack like a gunshot. Maybe there'd even be a room where the devs neglected to unset the event flag, and you'd suddenly be assailed by pulse-pounding techno heralding the approach of nothing at all.
Like, forget the Backrooms – give me a game that plays with that.
If she blinded you with science maybe you should have been following lab safety protocols and wearing your goggles
please look at this picture junji ito drew of his moms crusty white dog
Disco Elysium lines that haunt me #7
[image description: A screenshot of a line of dialogue from the video game Disco Elysium. It reads: Ancient Reptilian Brain - Oh yeah, baby. Frame your suffering as a masterpiece. Only one problem – no one’s watching. It’s boring, buddy, boring as death.
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fuck looks. relationships NEED to based on your ability to be SILLY TOGETHER!!!!!! you better be laughing together or ELSE
Its butch appreciation day appreciate ur local butch <3
I wasnt kidding btw
THIS POST INCLUDES TRANSFEM BUTCHES AND WAS MADE BY A TRANSMASC BUTCH LESBIAN. TERF LOSERS FUCK OFF
ID: a screenshot of a google search for "butch appreciation day". the top result by stonewall.org.uk reads "18 August" in big letters. END ID.
yeah sorry for the rain today i downloaded a new weather app it's pretty bad
i think i just deleted the weather yea sorry i will go to sleep now maybe ill fix it tomorrow
hm yea maybe that'll fix it, i think tgere should be new weather today
fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck y
shit, yea ok idk how to fix this again sorry you're on your own lol