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Cake day: August 17th, 2023

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  • Polish Roman Catholic background. Not exactly tolerant either and now I live in a place that famously is Mennonite and Amish.

    That is a far more creative shirt than mine, wearing your own style is always incredible. However…

    If they will make you suffer why not suffer on your own terms for a cause you think worth it? Why wait to be starved by someone’s hand other than your own?

    I mean I get being scared of it and don’t make it a habit to hurt yourself needlessly. But I would rather live a life being myself as much as I can and be good to those who deserve it and let the weirdos who have a problem with it suffer my existence rather than the other way around. They don’t wish for my existence? To bad they can suffer, because I exist.
    But I said I have bad self preservation skills, we all can’t make it out of this world alive, and I have no intention of cheating the game.

    I wish you safety and health though. Its not good to feel at the whims of others.






  • So many depressed people on Lemmy, everyone just going with dying huh?

    I mean I am excited to finally flex my creativity, see if there is anything I can figure out how to do with all our crap and the new world. Maybe some kind of silly The Grinch level home full of housing code violations and crazy contraptions made of garbage while I cross breed pea/beans.

    It would be cool if when I die people thought of me as some weird hermit alchemist and as they wander through my house finding tools of the old world uncover a lost truth and then some YA type shit happens as a result.

    Dying is easy, we all do it eventually, the question is, if you do anything before you get to the same finish line.





  • Lucid dreams never work for me. If I am conscious while dreaming I suddenly get uncreative and I enter into “The Black Void” and I proceed to hang out there in real time until I wake up.

    I can maybe summon a bouncy ball to entertain myself but basically the bounce is unreliable…

    I am super intrigued what all that would do to me but also yeah I already have adverse reactions to basic medicine. I will stay clear. Maybe just mugwort and lavender.


  • Sure. Though I chalk that up to the fact that probabilities exist in our world and my brain making up something from the available archetypes of people is gonna end up matching someone just from the sorta averaging probability.

    If I dreamed of specifics and truly unique combinations like a pastor with pink hair who rides a horse and met them, I would put more thought to it.

    Otherwise it is just chalked up to the average ordinary everyday miracles like a song coming on that matches your thoughts or mood or thinking you hear the thoughts of someone close to you. Incredible coincidence and pattern recognition that the world and we are capable of.





  • Ok, so that is wild.

    I always wonder what would happen if someone like me with already intense dreams would take something like that. Cause people be dying in my dreams all the time. But I do really like the cinematic dreams though. Extra points if you fall to your death and you wake up just as you smack into your own mattress and have to question if it really was just all a dream…

    I have taken melatonin before but I swear that and nyquil doesnt doesnt give me sleep but gives me a coma.


  • I mean I get weird dreams all the time. Cities that don’t exist, whole worlds and people I have never met.

    Craziest one I think for me personally was:
    I was being held in a hospital for the mentally insane child. Now I was not a child and it made it very awkward cause they did not like me and kept threatening to dissolve my body in acid or let the lead doctor know I wasnt a psychopathic child. Now the head doctor was Frankenstein, the monster, not the Dr who was a monster; who if you stayed still wouldn’t notice you much. So I had to pretend to be into shape puzzles and torture, while hiding at the sound of heavy boots.

    Anyways, after 2 months I planned my escape by pretending to be a pregnant woman to get transferred to a new hospital.
    I enjoyed the view of the California coastline as I rode away in that limo taking off my fake belly and wig to the shock of everyone in the audience. I had won.

    Then I woke up from my 40 minute nap.




  • My mom was a drunk and would be unreliable for food and the stuff she made was often bad so if I wanted to eat I needed to figure something out. My first real cooking experience was trying to impress her with a nice meal and it worked. The monster liked me, and food was a great answer for making a bad situation better.

    After that it has been… Whatever works. I talk to people about their tricks and try cuisine I might not otherwise like cause it is good to know. Get cookbooks and watch cooking shows sure but also exploring the concepts behind how and why. I chose to learn basics. Why something turns out the way it does from the way you cook it (poached, baked, broiled, fried) and then add to it and adjust.

    Humans are great puzzle solvers and cooking is a personal puzzle for what tastes good and what you have to work with. Get the basics down and then be ok with mistakes.