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Finally finished this after it was sitting on my desktop for so long @-@;;
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My favourite thing about tumblr is that people are just so people here. Like everyone is just some guy. People on instagram and twitter etc feel much less like just some guy. Or worse, the platform makes it feel cringe when someone is just some guy, like is that the best you got? But not on tumblr, everyone is just some guy and thats how it should be.
Even famous people on here are just some guy lol
there are famous people on Tumblr??
Yup. Bet you didn’t notice. Because they’re just some guys.
why would famous people ever want to be on Tumblr
There are memes here.
Neil Gaiman is here. I don’t get it either
Taylor Swift is here. She mostly pushes her promotional stuff as far as posting goes, but she scrolls. She likes stuff. She’s in the replies.
madonna is here. she struggles to get more than 100 notes on any given post.
Oh yeah and she posts like daily. Her blog isn’t my style personally. It’s way too professional looking.
Looking through the blogs I follow, it's interesting to see how many haven't posted anything in years. I hope they're all doing well in their post-Tumblr lives.
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I waited all this time To tell you that I’d lost myself
You hated all this time Said you could find yourself
Yet we sat and talked Somewhere in my fucked-up mind
Yeah, we really just sat and talked I really didn’t even mind
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Understanding Poetry (after Mark Strand)
This comic appears in my new book, I WILL JUDGE YOU BY YOUR BOOKSHELF. You can order it from your favorite local bookstore, or find it online wherever you get your books!
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every wikipedia entry for a comic book character is like
Classic Era: Professor Two-Apes was created when a bored alien glued two gorillas together with a magic rock. He later turned to evil when a colleague took credit for his research. In his debut appearance, Professor Two-Apes turned the Eiffel Tower into a banana.
Modern Era: Tu-Apes was the result of years of painful animal experimentation. He killed the doctor who created him, stole the blood-stained diploma off his wall, and now wears it around his neck. In the Conflagration crossover event, he was seen being beaten to death with one of his own spines. He was later resurrected by Satanists and currently suffers from a debilitating heroin addiction.
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sip
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The Abstract Motor.
The clink of metal on metal fills the dim room. A single man trudges forward in a circle, his busy hands grasping at a polished steel beam. Alone, he feeds the gears to keep the motor humming. Soaked with sweat and apathy, his face curls into a maddened grin. Each time the cog cycles, he loses something inside. What? He’s not sure; he can’t pretend. Yet, he’s grown to miss the man he once was along with the strength he once had. Nonetheless, he trudges forward. He can’t let go with the finality of the future shining bright ahead.
In the darkness of the past lies hundreds of other gears. They creep along as his busy hands keep swimming. Cycles ago, others like him had manned the spokes. Their bright changed the shade of the motor’s tune. Each new cycle carried the satisfaction of more than worthless lives. Together, they’d promised, when their work was complete, they’d move on to see what the rest of the world had in store. So much for the promises they never intended to keep.
Over time the spinning motor resisted their efforts. Body after body, claimed by exhaustion, fell upon the machine. Ground by their livelihood, their life became forfeit, nothing but grease to momentarily ease the work of others. Yet, no sacrifice could stave off the hunger of the motor to which they’d dedicated everything.
Cycles later only one body remains. A confusion of tears and sweat mark the memory of what had come before. But still, he creeps forward, knowing what the future has in store. Fate gnaws at his feet. Tiredness rattles his bones. One more step will mark the end for both him and the motor. “At least I tried,” he mutters, “at least I tried.”
The Abstract Motor.
The clink of metal on metal fills the dim room. A single man trudges forward in a circle, his busy hands grasping at a polished steel beam. Alone, he feeds the gears to keep the motor humming. Soaked with sweat and apathy, his face curls into a maddened grin. Each time the cog cycles, he loses something inside. What? He’s not sure; he can’t pretend. Yet, he’s grown to miss the man he once was along with the strength he once had. Nonetheless, he trudges forward. He can’t let go with the finality of the future shining bright ahead.
In the darkness of the past lies hundreds of other gears. They creep along as his busy hands keep swimming. Cycles ago, others like him had manned the spokes. Their bright changed the shade of the motor’s tune. Each new cycle carried the satisfaction of more than worthless lives. Together, they’d promised, when their work was complete, they’d move on to see what the rest of the world had in store. So much for the promises they never intended to keep.
Over time the spinning motor resisted their efforts. Body after body, claimed by exhaustion, fell upon the machine. Ground by their livelihood, their life became forfeit, nothing but grease to momentarily ease the work of others. Yet, no sacrifice could stave off the hunger of the motor to which they’d dedicated everything.
Cycles later only one body remains. A confusion of tears and sweat mark the memory of what had come before. But still, he creeps forward, knowing what the future has in store. Fate gnaws at his feet. Tiredness rattles his bones. One more step will mark the end for both him and the motor. “At least I tried,” he mutters, “at least I tried.”
I could really use a vacation right about now.
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#2712. Chalk Ness Monster - Word Play
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