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fieldexplores · 2 months
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Human Treasures - Engagement Ring
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blurring-ramblimgs · 1 year
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Humans as a species are fundamentally coded to find companionship, form groups, to come together in packs as a way of safety.
As they evolved, however, they met one another, they clashed, and they fought. They found the worst in companionship and found the best in it too.
They shared information, communicated, and spoke. They built towers taller than the clouds and climbed the tallest mountains. They dug into the heart of their earth, filled only with curiosity and the prospect of finding new information about their home's past. They went past where any animal in their world had been, pushed past the limits of evolving featherless, and looked to the stars.
They soon found themselves racing against one another, to push past the limits of their home, a place they'd conquered and charted many years before. They entered Orbit, then set foot on their moon.
Then it was silent.
They'd assumed they had broken all possible goals, they couldn't reach farther than the moon in any visible future.
And the humans went about their lives, still thinking, of course, but forgetting what lied beyond their clouds and silly moon.
They developed their technology, made television that could easily be mistaken for live images, broke the speed of sound, dove into the farthest depths of the ocean, and they did all this, with the help of their creations.
Humans, as a species were made to find companionship.
They found that in these lifeless clumps of wires and servos. They found this.. love and empathy for something that was little more than an empty husk with no soul.
They programmed their creations' first words to be, "Hello, World."
They gave them hearts, empathy, love. They taught them what it meant to be human, to experience boundless curiosity, and to feel the desire to find the answers to their universe.
Robots as a species were made to find companionship.
The humans knew they might not last long. They made time capsules and sent them into the boundless depths of space. They sent satellites to follow after the capsules, then Rovers after the satellites, then nothing.
Their creations were able to find that companionship their species longed for, from within the stars. The robots cheered, celebrated and quickly lead these new companions back to their homeworld, to show what their creators had been able to accomplish in such a long time.
Robots were made to find companionship, yes.
But humans? Humans were meant to destroy themselves.
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lostlimerence · 1 year
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I love the way these two orbit each other. The way they subconsciously seek contact.
I love seeing people who so obviously have such a strong bond interact, it’s fascinating and lovely.
They are in a position where they’re likely feeling a bit nervous (Joe especially he’s said it before) and they just give each other little nudges, little reassuring looks, if one is a bit uncomfortable the other sways in for contact or if not contact just a little more proximity, just a little reminder - I’m here with you.
That kind of connection is often hard to find and the physical representation of such closeness is just wonderful to watch.
It reminds me so much of some of my own friendships and I really think it and the subconscious nature of it all is beautiful to see.
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Btw - I stress this is not a shipping post, please do not ship real people. I just love seeing these little human things, they’re so beautiful to me.
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xccentriktigress · 1 month
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Brizzium, being the most relatable.
Lovebot (S3) Episode 115
Chase Keels & Miranda Mundt X
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Don’t you just hate it when you’re just trying to shower and your skin melts into wet bacon and worms? Happened to me yesterday, I watched as the maggots slopped off my flesh and were helplessly swept into the drain, I still hear their voices, begging to be freed from the pipes.
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neptunejheart · 5 months
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Nothing is wrong with you.
Nothing is wrong with me.
Nothing is wrong with us.
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gardeningintrests · 2 years
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Humans are weird : illusion of sound.
I'm pretty sure everyone here has at least experienced hearing sounds that aren't there. like someone calling your name or a distinct sound of your door opening.
now, I'm not sure if animals has this as well but i would assume no because of their prey and predator instinct. they cannot afford to have illusions of sounds because that is where they hear where their predator/prey is.
so lets assume only humans have this. We hear people call our names when they really didn't is like a body reaction when your parents call you and then waits for you to come down only speak.
ngl i hate it very much
so how would aliens react to this?
just a random day where the group of maaktraks got a new human crew member! they were very excited and made loads of preparations for the human!
the human officially joined the crew about a few days ago, but something is off about this human. We have made sure that they have no mentality problems we have to take note of, but it seems like the human will randomly scream a word that apparently according to the human guide book a sign of aggression especially with the tone he uses.
now we don't understand said problem, so we reach out to the captain to address this worrying condition.
"oh? the human seems fine to me, pretty hard working too."
"yes, captain. but it just sometimes the human will make noise of anger ad frustration after yelling the word "what" and its getting very worrying. do you think we need to ask the humans what's wrong?"
"the guide book does say that if we were to speak to the human and address problems is better than being on the sidelines, so i guess i will leave this matter to you."
"yes captain"
during lunch time, the crew voted that i, xinederlk will be the one asking. what a great day.
im terrified, it had only been a few days since the human arrived, we do not know if this human is calm or the aggression type. looking at the frustrated yells, i would assume the aggression type, but the human guidebook said that each and every human is unique and that we do not judge the human by its first appearance.
i approached the human
"hello human Adam?"
"? oh hello there team leader! what brings you here to the human cafeteria?"
"well, me and me crew has something to ask actually."
"oh? is it about the rear engine? don't worry about it, staklorn has fixed it a while ago."
"no no none of that dear human Adam"
"then what's the issue?"
Human Adam seems to be in a much more serious tone now, maybe that proves his professionality in task taking fields. humans are known to multitask after all.
" well, Human Adam sometimes yell the word "what" even when nothing is going on. and the crew and i are worried that there may be something upsetting you or making you say those words with frustration?"
"eh? frustration? you guys can know my feelings upon hearing my tone of voice?"
"that seems to be in our ability"
"man... well to say eh problem isn't actually any of the crew or ships fault."
"then what is causing this frustration?"
"its just that..i grew up in a strict home alright? My parents would call me and then never answer me until i am in front of them. that gets me very frustrated because something that could've been communicated through voice easily now needs to walk down stairs and look my parents in the face before telling me to clean my room."
"..."
"so now that I've grown up, my body is toggled to hear said sounds with no response because of the habit of my parents putting it on me since young. so I'm very sorry for the inconvenience"
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"..."
"too much?"
that day xinederlk learned a lot about strict parenting
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overthemushroomcave · 7 months
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Hi, I'm just like the rest of you, hanging around, lost in visualizations of million collective ideas.
I went outside today. It was nice, it was real.
Don't let ideas make you feel like they're real.
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kris-py-president · 4 months
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There's nothing more human than when one of your super convenient tools starts slightly malfunctioning, causing you just a little bit of inconvenience to the point that you're mildly annoyed, but then you just don't do anything to fix it. So then every time you use the super convenient item it's just mildly annoying to do so.
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cyarskaren52 · 3 months
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A TikToker by the name of hustlanani, who identified as a DC college student named Sanai, has raised over $150,000 after helping a homeless man with prostate cancer in a video that's gone viral.
In the video, Sanai said she was vlogging her trip to the grocery store when a homeless man asked if she could buy him tea. She noted that the man didn't ask for money, so she offered for him to join her on her grocery store trip. During their walk, the man revealed that he needed his medication refilled for the pain he was experiencing. The college student took the man to multiple pharmacies to have his prescription filled and made a stop at Starbucks for tea.
When the man told her that he stayed at a church, Sanai decided to check him into a hotel room for a night. The TikTok video of Sanai helping the homeless man, who has been identified as Alonzo, garnered over 12 million views. Social media users praised the college student for how she helped the man. As of Thursday (February 1), Sanai raised over $150,000 that she plans to use to "make sure he has a place to live, new clothes, shoes, a bank account, doctor's appointments, a phone, etc," she wrote on GoFundMe. Sanai said she plans to document the rest of their journey on her TikTok.
Click LINK IN BIO for more details.
[TikTok: hustlanani]
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heterorealism · 1 year
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constructbreakdown · 7 months
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The Wholesome Mob
When I was born, I didn't know very much. My world was blurs, and tits, and other stuff.
When I was a kid, I felt pretty smart. The world was God, and school, and art.
As I grew older, so did my understanding. My concept of country and family began expanding.
Soon I was grown, and wow how I'd learned--of the deceit, the lies, by the gods how it burned.
History it seemed, was naught but a farce. And who was I to claim his own part?
My ancestors lived and died, much like yours. In caves and hallows, in lands now scorned.
We sit on a rock being hurled through space, yet still we're conceited, our damn human race.
Our entire existence is a miracle at all--some amino acids formed, and now we have football?
I mean damn, what the fuck? Is this really our luck? A whole space-time continuum, but we're loading trucks?
God, we're such shmucks. It doesn't have to be this bad. We still have what our ancestors had--we just need a plan.
So please don't forget, who you are deep inside; a human like me, myself, and I.
For humanity is nothing but one big blob; a beautiful bacterium; a wholesome mob.
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Humans are not really that bad after all; we say "bless you" after someone sneezes and we ask each other about what we have dreamt of the last night, we walk each other home. We offer each other pieces of gum and candy and we get easily attached to books and movies. We care about what our guests would like to drink. We ask ourselves "what is the meaning of life?"
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kfedup · 8 months
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some truth(ish) on a tuesday
I'm in the phase of sobriety (2.5 years in) where much of what the alcohol masked is on the surface, begging for attention. This stretch of therapy has been more productive than I ever imagined it would or could be when I started eight months ago because I don't have the hazy fume cloud of rye whiskey and tequila blocking my visibility. Thursday's session should be interesting.
Last week I noticed that every time I learn about someone's success, whether in real life or somewhere on the internet, the first words in my mind are of the oh, fuck you variety, followed by Jesus, Kelly, jealous much, and then thoughts of congratulations. The first part has quietly been going on under the surface my whole adult life, but noticing the follow-up is new. I think some unintegrated part of me believes that there's a finite amount of good fortune and success to be had in the world and none of it is meant for me. This in spite of my own amazing successes. I notice this happens about relationships, career, family, and place – the four core aspects I am most attached to in this life.
It's wild how many ideas I understand intellectually, but not emotionally. I have a growing list of things that I know are not my soul speaking but a splintered-off part of me that formed in childhood in order to protect me from something. It's been an amazing process identifying these and learning how to have conversations with them about what they want and need and to let them know that I appreciate them so much but that I'm 56 and able to drive the bus now.
I want to find an Internal Family Systems trained therapist so I can do this specific type of work more deeply and with skilled guidance. It's hard to do it alone but my current therapist understands the idea of it but isn't versed. No practitioners in my shitty, expensive insurance network offer it, and I can't add yet another healing modality I must pay for out-of-pocket.
I guess this is my life now? Digging around in my navel? Which is rough trade because my pregnancies turned it into an outie.
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sysirauta · 4 months
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Pride, but less metal monster and more a human.
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psalm40speakstome · 4 months
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“I'd woken up early, and I took a long time getting ready to exist.”
Fernando Pessoa. The Book of Disquiet.
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