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๐Ÿ‘‹ I'm Ricardo. I live in sunny .

:crt_w_green_lines: I live in an ivory tower of abstractions, and use arcane sigils to coerce poisoned sand and lightning to do my bidding. This sometimes works as intended.

๐Ÿฆ€ I'm a fan, been following it since before the 1.0 release, and it keeps getting better.

:blobcat: have a place in my heart. I'm a simple man, I see cat photos, I boost 'em.

๐Ÿ“ผ Remember: be kind, rewind! ๐Ÿ“ผ

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๐Ÿ“š Reading is the best thing (after , of course)

is a fascinating subject, regardless if the subject is Ancient Rome, Mesopotamia or, most mysterious of all, the Late Bronze Age collapse (it was not just the Sea Peoples, okay?)

Ann Leckie, N.K. Jemisin, and Ursula K. LeGuin are gifts to humanity, and you owe yourself reading their delightful and works!

Being tired is not a badge of honor. It doesn't make you more worthy, it just means you're tired.

"Actually, itโ€™s only existentialism if it comes from the existentialism region of France. Otherwise, itโ€™s just sparkling anxiety."

Source: twitter.com/apsullivan/status/

yโ€™all itโ€™s FUCKING cold rn ๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿงฃ

someone out there on etsy makes spiked covers for wheelchair push bars and honestly ๐Ÿ’ฏ don't touch a person's wheelchair! ever! only if they ask you pointedly and directly! its part of their person and their agency! until then i'm in love with the concept.

#Caturday #MicroFic

Plac was a sweet cat, who liked warm spots & sunlight, soft things & boxes - ordinary enough, I thought.

Until I walked in to find her floating above the wood stove, curled into a perfect cinnamon bun, just far enough above the stove to be safe from any threat of burning.

Until she delivered a mouse-thing to me, a rodent-ish that glowed in the dark, with 4 eyes & two tails.

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Those who deride even the mildest socialist policy by arguing that "there's no money for it" are the same people who pledge themselves to a system which revolves around the idea that endless economic growth is somehow a realistic achievable goal.

Feeding the crows in the neighborhood keeps giving me weird ideas for fiction. Like, to a crow, I'm a known weird figure who, if approached, will probably toss something good my way and leave. Sometimes it doesn't happen. Don't want to get too close, just in case.

In my head, I flip this to a supernatural creature who, when they see humans, tosses a magic ring their way, into the dirt. Maybe watches to see if they pick it up, maybe doesn't. Is it bait? What's their deal?

me reading a poem about sexual violence, audio recording 

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RT @TheGodDamnDM@twitter.activitypub.actor
Note to self: Make a monk corgi NPC.

#dnd #dungeonsanddragons #dnd5e

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