Yeah. It's one of the few things the Bible is fairly consistent about, along with golden calf/bronze bull imagery. I'm pretty sure there's a historical religious explanation for why the Bible consistently referenced gold/bronze cattle, but I find it fascinating and kinda sad that they're so blatantly worshipping something that the Bible consistently says is wrong. Like, there's a lot of stuff in the Bible where it says one thing and then later says, "actually, wait, just kidding lol"; but it consistently talks about not worshipping idols while using cattle imagery.
MossyFeathers
joined 2 years ago
If his wife is okay with it, who cares?
Well yes! You stupid leftists don't have the right to live a comfortable life, free from criticism and accountability like us right-wingers. We're the ones who are right, it's right there in the name, "right-wing". As such, anyone that might cause us discomfort, such as breaking ties or criticizing the ones who we support, is espousing a disgusting, ignorant, liberal ideology.
(I hope it's obvious that I'm being sarcastic)
I mean, they have closed caption devices you can borrow. They fit into the cupholder and display captions for you.
I'm gonna have to go through his profile and see if that's true at some point. If so, that's very disappointing. I woulda thought that a furry, of all people, would understand why gatekeeping is a bad thing.
The understanding that you really are just a flesh bag hurtling through space and the only way to make it better is to help others.
God, Cruelty Squad goes so fucking hard. I fully recommend it.
Another image since I stumbled across it while looking up that pic:
Honestly, the fact that so many people are just... normal... is a huge contributor to my derealization.
Like, what the fuck?
All the people in my little bubble, whether they're friends, family or biological family, have been through shit. The result is that we have a lot of weird quirks and neurosis that we either end up working through or incorporating into who we are. Everyone else though... it's like we're in color while the rest of the world is in black and white. It's bizarre and weird and unsettling and makes me wonder sometimes how many of those people are real.
Are we getting Truman Show'd or something?
Then, god forbid you interact with them because then they act like they have no personality and it makes the feeling of derealization worse. And they can't empathize with you because they haven't been through shit. And when you try to tell them, "dude, I have experience going through shit, I know what it's like" they think you're being hyperbolic. The worst thing that's ever happened to them is a car wreck which made them feel so upset they considered suicide, but then they took a deep breath, realized they could just call the insurance company, and that ultimately, it really wasn't that bad. So when you try to tell them that you experienced 10 yrs of suicidal depression as the result of untreated gender dysphoria they just kinda think that you must be exaggerating.
Sorry, this went from "normal people make me question reality" to venting about how normal people can't empathize. It's just... Weird.
They're gatekeeping what it means to be trans. It's so painfully obvious, c'mon dude. It actually makes me really sad to see you saying this.
Sorry, I had to take a screenshot of your original response because I don't think I've ever made someone this mad just by being right.
Also, why does it matter to you how I express myself? Again, grow up.
How old are you if you don't mind?
I literally just told you that I'm 30, lmao.
And yeah, I've experienced a lot of prejudice too. I've had to deal with decades of emotional abuse from people I considered to be friends just for being trans not even because I'm therian, just because I'm trans. That's why I don't give a shit anymore. That's why I decided to grow a spine and live my life the way I desire; and that's why I'll encourage my friends and family to do the same. If you don't like it, that's your problem, not mine.
I wore my opossum tail during family Christmas. No one cared. I wore my collar. No one cared. I wore my furry stuff and carried my plushies around and despite being 30yrs old, you know, the age well beyond the point where you're supposed to have grown out of that stuff, no one cared. This was in Texas.
You know why I wore my opossum tail and collar? Because at the end of the day I feel like I have an opossum's soul and it honestly feels really weird not to wear them. I'm fucking skrunkly and constantly worried about everything. Did I make a big deal out of it though? No. I just lived my life the way I wanted to and no one had a problem with it. The reason I don't use neopronouns has nothing to do with their validity, I simply find them awkward. However I will not tell someone they are invalid or they shouldn't use them themselves.
Oh, and before you try to tell me I'm invalid, I'm AMAB. I'm trans in more than one way.
If my parents and grandparents can understand it or at least learn to accept it, so can your average person. We're being true to ourselves. We're living our lives the way we see fit. We are alive, at least for now, and I will stand my ground because I'm not a pussy-ass bitch who'd sell out my friends and family to make a bigot happy.
If you want to hurt yourself to make the cis people happy, then go knock yourself out, I suppose. However I'd appreciate it if you'd do it a nice, safe distance away from my family, friends and I; which means queer safe spaces don't seem like your speed.
Me? I'll be encouraging my friends and family to thrive and be the people they've always wanted to be.
I'm sorry you've never had anyone to give you that strength.
What is the image equivalent of analog horror? 'cause this is giving me those kinda vibes.