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Dharma Curious (he/him)
Dharma Curious (he/him) @ dharmacurious @slrpnk.net
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  • I mean, it's possible, I suppose? I've never been stung by a penis. I've taken a lot of dick, but I didn't even know they could sting!

  • Please do. Some of us learn by reading diatribes on subs like this one

  • Nah, it legit is, though. Just because someone or most someones understand how something happens doesn't mean it isn't magic anymore. It just means that we have a hard magic system. We understand our magic so well that we've stopped seeing it as magical, but if you take a step back and take a look at the big picture it becomes clear that the world is magical, and everything around us is this amazing, often confusing, incredible tapestry of Wonder and awe. The world has just ground us down so much that we feel like wonder is strictly for children, that we're not allowed to feel wonder anymore. Embrace the magic. Even if you know how it works.

  • I mean the unnatural state of inserting something into my veins! It's not right, it's not natural, and it goes against all rules of God and man.

    I deal better if I can get them to agree to draw from the wrist or back of my hands, it hurts more, but it's much more dealable. But when they pull from the inside of the elbow? My brain shuts down and I have to distract myself or I'll hyperventilate. It's panic inducing, and has nothing to do with the pain or physical sensation. Best way I can describe it is if you have arachnophobia, it's not like being in a room with a spider, it's like allowing one to crawl around on your face or the back of your neck and being told to sit there calmly. It's fucking horrible.

    I don't like any needles in me, but blood draws are the absolute fucking worst. Fevers give me the same panic feeling, but coupled with full body aches and pain in my joints

  • I've had broken bones, puncture wounds, kidney stones, I got stabbed by a blade shaped rock that nicked my right kidney, I've cut the heel almost off of my foot, slit my leg open to the bone, shocked bad enough to knock me unconscious, head wounds, back pain, neck pain... The list goes on. I dealt. I'd like to say fairly well.

    ... But a fever or a blood draw? I cannot fucking function

  • Computer, arch.

    Computer! Arch!

    Computer! Exit this hell hole! Arch!

    ... Why am I never in a holodeck when I wish I was in a holodeck

  • Definitely oot, but if I could pick two, it'd be this super weird game I've never been able to find again, or remember the name of. Had a kind of Hawaiian theme, iirc. There was a conch shell you blew. It was weird, and I loved it so much

  • I'm not crying, you're crying. Shut up.

    I have a lot of... I don't want to call it regret, but something adjacent to regret, about never having kids. I'm at the point in my life now where I realize it's never going to happen. The last part of your message helped with that, I think. My mom's only 64. I'm hoping that I'll be doing this for another 30 years or more. If I had to trade one for the other, I'd rather this than kids. Still, I think I'd have been a good dad.

    I've always been close with my mom, like, crazy close. I don't know if I could do this for other people. As my dad gets older I'm realizing more and more than I don't know what I'll do if he ever requires this kind of care. We're not close, and he is... A hard person to be close with. I wish you the best of luck and patience and everything else with your uncle. You're a better person than I. A stronger person. I hope there's someone like you around when I get old.

  • Not in the same boat, at all, and not trying to compare situations or anything. But I'm the sole caregiver for my mom, and I wouldn't trade my role with anyone for anything, short of a magical switch to flip that would make her well or something. But it can be frustrating, and hard, and sometimes scary and all the other things. There are days where I sit in my car and want to cry. And I have no one to talk to about it, and often feel very guilty over feeling frustrated, because I love that woman so fucking much it's crazy.

    A few days ago I put a deposit down on a wheelchair van, and talked for nearly 2 hours with a guy who does the same thing for his father. It was such a huge, unbelievable relief to talk to someone who understood. My friends don't get it, in their minds if it's frustrating just don't do it, find someone else. But this guy got it. We had nothing else in common, and would definitely not be friends if both of us weren't caregivers. Nothing else in common. But, man, we talked like we'd been friends for years, instant connection. I don't have a partner, either, but I imagine it was something a bit like that. Someone who got it, and wasn't judging me or my mom, and knew that the frustration wasn't at her or with her or because of any choices she had made, but at the situation, because they knew the experience. It was pretty incredible.

  • Please tell me I'm not the only one who thought that was something other than a pacifier when I first glanced at the image

  • Yeah, nah... I can and have gotten past a lot of issues to give a blowjob, but I can't be making deep meaningful eye contact with a beloved Disney character while deep throating an anonymous dong. I didn't know where my limit was, but apparently I've found it

  • I just finished a player of games a few months ago! Someone suggested the series to me here on lemmy (perhaps you? Lol. I never take note of screen names when I should), and I read Phlebas and APoG before I got distracted. It's so good. Like ridiculously good. Phlebas wasn't quite my speed, not bad by any stretch, I just found myself wishing for more of what there was little of and less of what there was much of, but APoG was fantastic and exactly what I was looking for!

  • The other one from around that era was:

    Wanna hear a clean joke? A girl took a bath with Bubbles.

    Wanna hear a dirty joke? Bubbles was a clown.

  • I hope that's not true. I used mine to find the lost condom in my room the day my mom called on her way home from work when I was 13 and said she'd bought us a new bed and we were rearranging furniture when she got home.

  • One of the things I love most about Lemmy is how everything, no matter the context, becomes star trek in the end. It's like that all evolution leads to crab meme, but in real life. All discussion becomes trek.

    Excellent writing, btw! Love the story

  • My guess would be they're using the all feed? Idk, I'm not one of those people lol

  • As an anarchist, I answer this just about the same way I answer most questions. Through consensus of those involved, the form that takes is going to be different for each region, community, et cetera. Those that make up society need to have some way of making collective decisions, but it doesn't need to be a state to achieve that. States are new, governing is not. I favor consensus democracy, but it's by no means the only method. But questions like this are a double edged sword, they're vital to explaining left libertarianism, but they're also proof of how far we have to go before people understand even the basics of it. Stateless does not mean ungoverned, just as anarchism does not mean chaos. It's simple a governing by the people. If we cannot be trusted to govern ourselves how in the hell do we think this is a tenable system, in which we choose individuals to govern us?

  • I can think of a ton, actually. The just don't overlap with a fourth circle, "mainstream appeal," they're all folk singers like Phil Ochs and David Rovics. Most main stream is probably Todd Snider and he's by no means nationally popular or anything.

  • That should be a line in one of those comedy horror movies. "Oh God! He's speaking Scottish! Run!"