"if being a clock was a job, would you get paid overtime, time and a half, minimum wage, what? I say they just get paid in bReaks from being A clock, a clock goes tick. A clock goes tock. Sick bricks tick Sexy clocks tock.
Its been 10 more rotations of time."
— Section of ‘unedited live report of zop trip’ by anonymous Reddit user2 months ago
🎵 Walls a bending shape this place is on a mission 🎵4 months ago
Spitting image4 months ago
Fair thee well Sasha
"The lab was a Pyrex jungle, a barrage of borosilicate, a bevy of beakers, a bouquet of burettes, all manner of vulcanized rubber bung. Desiccation bells, pinned butterflies, and mason jars crammed with a slurry of what I could only guess were pickled mushrooms. Pressed behind a sheet of glass were three blades of ryegrass infected with deep purple fingers of Claviceps purpurea, the fungal precursor to LSD and the mold responsible for the medieval scourge of Saint Anthony’s Fire. On his blackboard was a diagram of a yet-to-be-synthesized molecule, which I recognized as 3,4-MD-4-methylaminorex—a derivative of the highly euphoric psychostimulant 4-methylaminorex that, in the mid-80s, attained cult-drug status under the name U4E-uh. Beneath the molecular diagram was the simple caption “MAKE ME!”" - Hamilton Morris4 months ago
Thenoneilove4 months ago