Comic Strips

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Comic Strips is a community for those who love comic stories.

The rules are simple:

The post can be a single image, an image gallery, or a link to a specific comic hosted on another site (the author's website, for instance).
The comic must be a complete story.
If it is an external link, it must be to a specific story, not to the root of the site.
You may post comics from others or your own.
If you are posting a comic of your own, a maximum of one per week is allowed (I know, your comics are great, but this rule helps avoid spam).
The comic can be in any language, but if it's not in English, OP must include an English translation in the post's 'body' field (note: you don't need to select a specific language when posting a comic).
Politeness.
AI-generated comics aren't allowed.
Adult content is not allowed. This community aims to be fun for people of all ages.

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[–] UnderpantsWeevil@lemmy.world 4 points 2 weeks ago

The Internet used to be such a neat place.

You just used to be younger and hanging out in forums with other younger people, with brighter and more optimistic outlooks.

Now you're discovering the Boomer Web, where everyone bitches and whines and despairs and complains.

I had a thought yesterday: it sucks that after you die, you can’t come back. AND that time just keeps flowing for everybody else after you’re gone.

You're still here. We don't go anywhere when we die. We return to the soil and become integrated into something new. Our memories fade away, but we're still the same raw dough we sprang from. And our planet is rich with life. The thing that is you will become a million other things that are someone, in time. And they'll become a million million other things. And on and on, into eternity.

Why do some people feel the need to make it as shitty as possible for others?

Brain chemicals, mostly.