This is my space, to rant, relive, review and unwind.
I am on a journey to get healthy and feel good about myself.
This place features the many thoughts, feelings, pictures, lyrics, literature, poetry and videos that I find interesting, thought provoking, beautiful, or stuck in my head.
Yknow this was literally the roman empire. You could get an election cancelled (ie if you were losing) by claiming to hear thunder. Like literally, You start losing and “OH I HEARD SOME THUNDER” *cancelled* You end up losing next time anyway “WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED I SAW A FUNNY LOOKING COW THAT DAY SO THIS PERSON WAS ELECTED UNDER UNFAVOURABLE AUSPICES” *yoink* *office revoked* Other great excuses included rocks falling from the sky, giant serpents, and mutated infants :D And this was a totally sane political thing to do - like, Cicero was augur and he admitted it was a tactical thing like wow XD
this is like when you’re sitting with someone that you really like then you like touch knees or something and all of a sudden you feel all this energy going through both of you through this one point of contact