konohakinoris:meclusa:a collection of seemingly unintentionally profound shitposts that fill me with
konohakinoris:meclusa:a collection of seemingly unintentionally profound shitposts that fill me with a viscerally intense feeling of existential awareness(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)[ID 1: Tumblr post: [Keysmash] you can only touch him when he’s dying you can only touch him when he’s dying the one thing you want is something that you can’t have you can nearly kill him you can heal him but you will never find yourself on the highway with your hand resting on your thigh. ID 2: Tweet: Subway rat made eye contact with me and said, “Join us. When the train comes, we slide under the tracks and feel it rumble over us like a warm thunderstorm. We live forever and we love to live.” I said no thank you, I am too large. He turned away from me, I cried. ID 3: Tumblr post: Living in the countryside really strikes the fear of God into you at the most random moments. You’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden, you’ll think something like, “These are old bones and I am merely a passing occupant,” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope. / Me: / The hare staring at me from across the field: Which one of your lives is this? / Me, legging it: Ok, tea time I think.ID 4: Tumblr post: Me, holding a gun to a mushroom: Tell me the name of God, you fungal piece of shit / Mushroom: Can you feel your heart burning? Can you feel the struggle within? The fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. You cannot kill me in a way that matters. / Me, cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOUID 5: A crudely drawn full moon on a starry night sky background. There is yellow text in the bottom right corner that reads, “I will see the stars for myself someday / If I have to die to do it.”ID 6: reddit post: The atoms that make up my body aren’t mine, it’s just my turn to use them. End IDs] -- source link