A man in the grocery store line today approached me and said, “Sir, when I first saw you I was extremely attracted to you, but then I noticed that you are a boy. How… I mean, why do you dress so provocatively?”
I responded, “Well, in today’s world the majority of the straight male race view women as objects, or something that belongs to them. I dress provocatively because it attracts the attention of men in a sexual and OBJECTIVE way. However, when realized that I am actually male, they often become confused, disgusted, upset or all of the above. By inflicting this minor emotional damaged upon the ego of a man raised by twisted societal gender norms, maybe, just maybe the individual will think twice before viewing another woman with an objective attitude and sense of belonging. No woman, belongs to ANYONE. Male or female, the equality of human beings needs to be a priority. It is something worth dressing up for.”
I AM NOT KIDDING. The woman behind me, the female cashier, the old lady bagging groceries and the woman in front of me who was talking on the phone STOPPED, …. and proceeded to gasp and clap. The man shook my hand, told me to have a blessed day and then said, “excuse me ladies, I need to visit my daughter.”
…. I was shaking by the time I walked out of the store.
- Elliott Alexzander
This dude is A.W.E.S.O.M.E.
a hand-lettering exercise that got really out of hand. oh well i like my really unnecessarily grandiose welcome signs anyway :p
entelecheia — in the philosophy of Aristotle, the condition of a thing whose essence is fully realized [x]
#OKAY BUT IF THIS IS AN ANGEL—IF THEIR HALOS ARE THE UNFLAWED AND FULLY REALIZED CIRCLE#THAT MEANS THAT IN FALLING—IN BECOMING DEMONIC#THE CIRCLE CRACKS#THE DEMON’S HORNS ARE THE VESTIGIAL HALO#A CONSTANT SYMBOL AND REMINDER OF THEIR FLAWED-NESS; THEIR INCOMPLETENESS#I’M!!!!! (notbecauseofvictories)
Imagine though when you find your soul mate and the happens
this is one of the most beautiful gifs I’ve seen.
No but imagine the school jock and the nerd he beats up every day finally run into each other in the locker room or at a pool or something and their chest start glowing and they both look at each other and just go “Oh fuck no.”
It was always the same every day…
The guy would come to beat me up over a tiny, stupid whim.
I wish my day would change from that.
"Ready for another lesson??"
"Y-Your chest it—"
"That means we’re—-"
I ASKED FOR A CHANGE, BUT THIS IS NOT WAS I WAS LOOKING FOR.
LMFAO welp this is how I imagined it. ENJOY
"And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it’s time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can’t make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you’re fed up ladies, but keep your head up”
- Tupac Shakur
On this date, September 25, in the Homestuck Fandom
2012: The mysterious tumblr blog SBARG appeared with the image of the Sburb logo surrounded by horrorterrors and text only reading “24 hours.” After those hours were up, the blog posted the link “==> Begin" leading to another mysterious page showing only a newspaper clip featuring news on oncoming meteors. As more and more people became curious and watched the blog to see what would happen, a few took the "ARG" as a clue and looked into the pages’ code source to find the message: Find a server player. Then we all knew a real game had begun.
SBARG was one of the most memorable tumblr events of fall 2012 and was a collaborative effort of many people led by Alistar, or twistedCaliber. It was in its truest sense an Augmented Reality Game based in the Homestuck lore and called for it’s participants to find clues in actual geographical locations so that all players could enter Sburb and avoid destruction. Once in, everyone was rushed to achive God Tier as fast as possible to avoid and find a way to defeat a mysterious enemy who was stronger than the game code itself.
The game promoted collaborative effort between all players to gain resources by performing good acts for each other or giving to charity, and sparked many artists and writers to enhance everyone’s story to illustrate and elaborate on every player’s personal experience and path and goals throughout the game session. Even battles were only surmountable by hundreds of players hopping on Omegle in search of obstacles hosted by the SBARG team to attack. You were given the choice to attack alone for little damage, or provide a bonus to the next person to find, and everyone’s bonus stacked progressively. Those who encountered each other would break the conversation off with a good luck or role-played their interaction and search with gusto.
For those who remember and experienced the game, no matter how late they arrived, none can forget the excitement and teamwork that sparked many new friendships in the fandom.
It looks like I’m a little late in reblogging this, but it’s an excellent summary of what happened one year ago.
It’s been an incredible journey with you all. I hope that you’ve all been moved and changed by SBARG in the same ways that we have here at the HQ. This fandom has been brought so much closer by this wildly successful ARG, though I do miss the art and storytelling.
Alistar, if you’re reading this, I’d just like to thank you for causing me to meet my best friend and greatest rival, Ambrose. I really can’t imagine where I’d be without having met him, and I’m certain that many of the players in that session feel the same way about their experiences.