Reposted by No Sleep Till Friendship
70% of life is putting your own bullshit aside and just showing up. 29% is learning to get hurt gracefully enough that you don’t hurt anyone else. The remaining 1% is letting enough love in that the rest doesn’t bury you alive. Most people won’t tell you that because they don’t want to be an asshole
![Comic. [Person standing holding hammer above raised knee.] PERSON: Listen up, leg. I’ve been sending you rich, oxygenated blood for years, while you send me worthless used-up blood with no oxygen. Time to teach you a lesson about not ripping me off! [caption] Tariffs](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:cz73r7iyiqn26upot4jtjdhk/bafkreicenlzjvvtlegllp5khszuneez6ygyiq3d5g37oaqz5hkwoqhteru)
![Palæontology has its comfortable words too. I have revelled in my littleness and irresponsibility. It has relieved me of the harassing desire to live, I feel content to live dangerously, indifferent to my fate; I have discovered I am a fly, that we are all flies, that nothing matters. It's a great load off my life, for I don't mind being such a micro-organism-to me the honour is sufficient of belonging to the universe-such a great universe, so grand a scheme of things. Not even Death can rob me of that honour. For nothing can alter the fact that I have lived; I have been I, if for ever so short a time. And when I am dead, the matter which composes my body is indestructible-and eternal, so that come what may to my
"Soul," my dust will always be going on, each separate atom of me playing its separate part-I shal|[Pg 73] still have some sort of a finger in the Pie. When I am dead, you can boil me, burn me, drown me, scatter me-but you cannot destroy me: my little atoms would merely deride such heavy vengeance. Death can do no more than kill you.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:3iwcfkczw73rrf7emtokthhk/bafkreicek5ceul2mc36au2socuslfac7o4sqdqmcp34lzssxwruts5qggq)
