You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension—a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas.
The shell cracked. I emerged. How it will end is anyone’s guess.
You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension—a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas.
I will no longer be doing. I will don’t.
Bucket list item achieved.
Because Fuck Adobe.
This week on Triple D, things you never put in your mouth…
“We must surmise that it is not of this earth…”
Agreed. The “Sphinx” sentence is the cooler of the two. I’ve been using it for a long time. My personal twist: the last word becomes “vowel,” not “vow.” For me, easier on the ears.
I haz a value.
Sir, to the best of my knowledge, I’m not on your nuts.
All your knowns are belong to us.
Thank Me very much.
I admire a man who speaks the truth, plainly.
Well that’s fine, but I want to know what they were drinking.
Honestly, I think he’s morose but identifies as gay.
Most def.
On the desk, photon.lemmy; on the mob, Boost for Lemmy. rockin’it.
歴史の教訓を覚えていない人は間違いなく再投稿するでしょう
Yanks are a sneaky bunch.
Modern stuff is hard.
Stab stab stabby stab stability stab.