The domestication of dogs started with a small number of particularly trusting, optimistic humans and a small number of particularly trusting, optimistic wolves looking at an extremely dangerous competing apex predator and thinking ”maybe it’s friendly.”
“At the more powerful first quarter moon crises, it may seem our very lives are at stake. The moment comes when it comes: we are challenged to grow or die. We don’t always feel strong or heroic enough to meet it; frequently, we have to surprise ourselves.”
many people have been complaining about the surge of porn bots… personally i havent noticed… however i have seen a rise in increasingly beautiful and mysterious women who wish to court me
“why do lesbians hate men” son almost all women hate men, lesbians just have nothing to lose by saying so.
also have any of y’all listened to a country song made by a straight woman? literally nobody in the world hates men more than a straight woman who has had enough.
Once upon a time there was a famous Greek captain. This captain was very successful at what he did, for years he escorted merchant ships all over the world. Never did stormy seas or enemy vessels get the best of him. He was admired by his crew and fellow captains.
However, there was one thing different about this captain. Every morning he went through a strange ritual. He would lock himself in his captain’s quarters and open a small safe. In the safe was an envelope with a piece of paper inside. He would stare at the paper for a minute, and then lock it back up. After, he would go about his daily duties.
For years this went on, and his crew became very curious. Was it a treasure map? Was it a letter from a long lost love? Everyone speculated about the contents of the strange envelope.
One day the captain died at sea. After laying the captain’s body to rest, the first mate led the entire crew into the captains’ quarters. He opened the safe, got the envelope, opened it and turned pale.
Six words were on the paper, three on three lines.
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