Is it really that hard to believe that I can engage with astrology and witchcraft as an interesting and valuable part of human culture but also not think that mercury made me transgender.
the metal or the planet?
The planet. My mercury poisoning is a coincidence.
Imagine an alien sharing a cool human fact they just learned like ”hey guys did you know that the silvery markings on humans actually aren’t true stripes? They’re called stretch marks, they happen when the human is growing fast enough to actually outgrow their skin, which is apparently something that just fucking happens to almost all of them at some point of their life.”
and another one is like ”wait so you’re saying humans don’t have stripes.”
”actually they do, but the stripes are invisible. There’s genetic code that’d give them stripes but they’re just the same colour as the rest of the skin. So the visible stripes are not real stripes and the real stripes are invisible.”
”I swear if you tell me one more weird human thing today I’m beating your ass.”
The human in the room looks up and goes “Wait I have stripes?”
“what do you mean cats can see them, but I can’t?”
what do you fucking mean cats can see them
I WENT THROUGH THE SAME THOUGHT PROCESS
MY CAT THINKS I HAVE STRIPES?!?!?!?
NO NO ITS NOT “IT THINKS I HAVE THEM”
BECAUSE WE DOAPPARENTLY
SO ITS ACTUALLY A VERY DISTRESSED “MY CAT THINKS I KNOW I HAVE STRIPES?!?!?!”
AND I THINK THATS A BIT WORSE TO BE COMPLETELY HONEST
