@57 minutes ago with 415 notes
HEY
SOMEONE BUY ME THIS ON VINYL
i can’t think of any occasion that would justify actually asking for this but i will mail you (2) batches of muffins and send you a picture of me offering a high five that you can put on your wall by your bed so if you ever do something satisfying and have no one to share that with, you can always count on me to high five you
this album rules

HEY

SOMEONE BUY ME THIS ON VINYL

i can’t think of any occasion that would justify actually asking for this but i will mail you (2) batches of muffins and send you a picture of me offering a high five that you can put on your wall by your bed so if you ever do something satisfying and have no one to share that with, you can always count on me to high five you

this album rules

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@21 hours ago with 15 notes
#father john misty #vinyl #music #yes doe 

In a simple experiment, researchers at the University of Chicago sought to find out whether a rat would release a fellow rat from an unpleasantly restrictive cage if it could. The answer was yes.
The free rat, occasionally hearing distress calls from its compatriot, learned to open the cage and did so with greater efficiency over time. It would release the other animal even if there wasn’t the payoff of a reunion with it. Astonishingly, if given access to a small hoard of chocolate chips, the free rat would usually save at least one treat for the captive — which is a lot to expect of a rat.
The researchers came to the unavoidable conclusion that what they were seeing was empathy. 


In a simple experiment, researchers at the University of Chicago sought to find out whether a rat would release a fellow rat from an unpleasantly restrictive cage if it could. The answer was yes.

The free rat, occasionally hearing distress calls from its compatriot, learned to open the cage and did so with greater efficiency over time. It would release the other animal even if there wasn’t the payoff of a reunion with it. Astonishingly, if given access to a small hoard of chocolate chips, the free rat would usually save at least one treat for the captive — which is a lot to expect of a rat.

The researchers came to the unavoidable conclusion that what they were seeing was empathy. 

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@1 day ago with 6840 notes

I am black metrosexual Abraham Lincoln.

@2 days ago
Actually teaching myself how to write Japanese? Hell yeah I am.

Actually teaching myself how to write Japanese? Hell yeah I am.

@3 days ago
#doin things #japanese #lurmin 

Don’t ever let anyone tell you you deserve that.

@3 days ago with 3 notes
#the antlers #hospice #wake 
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@3 hours ago with 220 notes

Friend: shit man even the rocks of caves change

Friend: being unchanging isnt a virtue

@1 day ago
#quall #change 

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@1 day ago with 1391 notes

LOOKS LIKE I’M GONNA BE TAKING THE SAT AGAIN

fuck this earth

edit: ACT 4 lyf @2 days ago
this game is dumb good

this game is dumb good

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@3 days ago with 33 notes

QURRRRRL

Happy birthday, COMPUTER SOMETHING

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@3 days ago with 1 note
drowse:

showerbeers:

scruffydontgiveafuck:


The Quietest Place on Earth Will Drive You Insane Within 45 Minutes
There’s a small room in Minnesota that blocks out 99% of all external sound. That’s an impressive number! Also impressive: nobody can take more than 45 minutes alone in the room before they go nuts.
The Daily Mail describes Orfield Labs’ anechoic chamber—perfect for making extremely sensitive audio measurements. But also perfect for sending you into a hallucinatory hell so hellacious you’ll need a chair:

‘When it’s quiet, ears will adapt. The quieter the room, the more things you hear. You’ll hear your heart beating, sometimes you can hear your lungs, hear your stomach gurgling loudly. ‘In the anechoic chamber, you become the sound.’ And this is a very disorientating experience. Mr Orfield explained that it’s so disconcerting that sitting down is a must. He said: ‘How you orient yourself is through sounds you hear when you walk. In the anechnoic chamber, you don’t have any cues. You take away the perceptual cues that allow you to balance and manoeuvre. If you’re in there for half an hour, you have to be in a chair.’

That sounds swell. Just the serene quiet of you, your thoughts, and the unceasing pounding of the human heart. Your brain can’t take it, apparently, and begins to fabricate sounds that aren’t really there—completely delusional noises meant to block out the churning of your own horrid biomass.
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I could last days 

I would hang myself.

i had this idea a few weeks ago—what if everyone had one of these in their homes? just one little room, where they spent a little time in a few times a week to reflect on things. what would society be like? SOCIETY. WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE. 

I want this.

drowse:

showerbeers:

scruffydontgiveafuck:

The Quietest Place on Earth Will Drive You Insane Within 45 Minutes


There’s a small room in Minnesota that blocks out 99% of all external sound. That’s an impressive number! Also impressive: nobody can take more than 45 minutes alone in the room before they go nuts.

The Daily Mail describes Orfield Labs’ anechoic chamber—perfect for making extremely sensitive audio measurements. But also perfect for sending you into a hallucinatory hell so hellacious you’ll need a chair:

‘When it’s quiet, ears will adapt. The quieter the room, the more things you hear. You’ll hear your heart beating, sometimes you can hear your lungs, hear your stomach gurgling loudly. ‘In the anechoic chamber, you become the sound.’ And this is a very disorientating experience. Mr Orfield explained that it’s so disconcerting that sitting down is a must. He said: ‘How you orient yourself is through sounds you hear when you walk. In the anechnoic chamber, you don’t have any cues. You take away the perceptual cues that allow you to balance and manoeuvre. If you’re in there for half an hour, you have to be in a chair.’

That sounds swell. Just the serene quiet of you, your thoughts, and the unceasing pounding of the human heart. Your brain can’t take it, apparently, and begins to fabricate sounds that aren’t really there—completely delusional noises meant to block out the churning of your own horrid biomass.

(Source)

I could last days 

I would hang myself.

i had this idea a few weeks ago—
what if everyone had one of these in their homes? just one little room, where they spent a little time in a few times a week to reflect on things. what would society be like? SOCIETY. WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE. 

I want this.

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@3 days ago with 50036 notes