Hey all,

everybody pray for sh.itjust.works as I have chosen that instance for our new community.

Why sh.itjust.works? First, because it was the easiest to set up. Secondly, it is a pretty unserious instance, and if there is one thing I want for cartographyanarchy is to continue our tradition of whimsey and white collar crime.

Please take a moment to join our new community, and please make at least one post to inflate our numbers to concerning levels.

Thank you everyone who has helped out with this project, y'all rock, and I'm glad we can be accomplices.

~meep

To my fellow cartographers, memelords, virgins, and Jeb Bush;

It is clear that cartographyanarchy will be moving to another instance to survive, and I will also need to create a new Lemmy account. First, let us have a moment of silence for lemm.ee, and then a second moment of silence for whatever unfortunate instance we move to.

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Alright thank you.

I will be taking steps to make this transition as smooth and obnoxious as possible.

First, I will of course have a new meep_launcher account. This doesn't effect anyone but I wanted to say this to remind everyone I exist and to fill that pit in my soul that can only be filled with constant adoration and attention.

Second, I will set up another community of the same name, taking care to preserve the essence of what we have here while burning any and all incriminating evidence.

Third, you will expect a stickied post to redirect to the new community in the new instance that never asked for this.

Fourth, I will call open season on posting, reposting, and filling the new community with any and all maps that are found here. I'm much more concerned with the community building back up as soon as possible over whatever fake internet points people have accrued. Please, take all my memes, I'm not going to go through the trouble to try and move everything over. We can come back to this instance when it is locked later to remember the good ol' days.

Fifth, I will make a strong drink to unwind. Hell, comment if you'd be interested in joining me, I can set up time to do a lil' video hangout to celebrate the transition so long as we are the good kind of weird.

My plan is to get this done by Sunday June 8th, 11:43 Pacific Standard Time. Is that my time zone? No, but I miss Seattle.

IF THIS DOESN'T GET DONE IN TIME

I requested to be drawn and quartered, and someone else, preferably from our mod team, can take up the torch. I'm always happy to lead when I can, but I rely on this community to drag my body across the finish line.

Anyway, it's been an honor to make maps with you, and here's to a thousand year reign of terror going forward.

~meep

Just sharing in case it helps anyone.

I had a partner who constantly was making me feel bad about my body and kept telling me I wasn't smart and that they knew deep down I was a shitty person. But they said it in a way of "I will fix you so you understand that and accept how shitty you are".

At first I didn't believe it, then I recognized the red flags and broke up, but by happenstance they came back and put on a show I fell for, and then it started again but it took months for me to leave it.

I realized they made me feel shitty, and then reinforced that I was, and basically I believed that I was a piece of shit but they were the only person telling me the truth. They were the only one who saw me as I am.

I eventually was able to get out, but it really took a toll.

Anyway I just met someone who is the KINDEST person I know and while I won't thrust any responsibility to help me on them, they are already helping me heal. Maybe the fact they are helping me heal on their own volition shows how kind they are.

Anyway I'm a little drunk and my ex showed up with their new partner I guess, but it was an event they knew I'd be at, and they saw my bike outside of the venue, and chose to come in holding hands anyway. I left immediately and I'm home now but yea fuck them.

Edit: The Guitarsonist

Personally I feel more connected to the Vancouver BC/ Seattle/ Portland corridor than with the rest of the US, so I feel more comfortable saying I'm a Cascadian than an American.

So I occasionally have romance dreams where I meet someone really great who I feel a strong connection to, and we go on a date. Sometimes there's intimacy, sometimes it's just a wonderful conversation and holding hands.

A few years ago, I had a dream with someone who just... Got me. She was smart and cute and funny and had the Whimsey that is so hard to find. All I remember was she had jet black hair and was French, I think her name was Camille or Matilda.

Anyway, I remember having a picnic on a hill overlooking a beautiful valley, and then we went to a county fair, and then we went home and made love. Afterwords we were cuddling and she turned to me with a worried expression and said

"Please don't wake up"

And I woke up.

I never had a dream where I woke up crying so hard. I thought it silly because it was only a dream, right? She doesn't exist other than in my head, right?

But then a year later, I had a dream and she was there again. We embraced and kissed and cried and laughed and went down to the waterfront, a mix of Seattle, San Francisco, and Chicago. It was a little bittersweet but we had this "let's make the most of our time together while we still can" feel. As the sun set and we knew it was time, she opened my palm and put a note in it and said "I am out there, find me and I'll try to find you. I love you." This time I woke up sad but also happy... Maybe she is real. Since then I've thought about her at least once a day.

I've had other relationships, but they all fall flat. Usually they are bad from the start and I'm not trying to compare them to a potential fantasy, and I even fell in love with someone who later broke my heart. It feels like the universe is trying to keep me reserved for her.

Anyway, it's been a few years and I've slowly warmed up to the "woowoo" side of reality, and I'm wondering if there is some way I can find her, or at least dream her up again. Should I consult a psychic or a hypnotist or have a witchy friend do a ritual?

Honestly at this point I'd try anything.

Anyway, thanks for reading. I really miss her.

I usually assume when Europeans complain about American beers, they just are complaining about our "domestic" beers like Bud Light, Coors, PBR, etc. which makes sense, they are our bottom shelf beers.

I recently chatted with someone at a party who said "no, all American beers are bad" including microbrewery beers.

I've never been to Europe so I wouldn't know, but I do like my Left Handed Milk Stout, NWPAs, and hell even the hipstered out IPAs.

Are these what y'all are referencing?

Heaven is a peanut farm

One for you and me

With friends and music, banquets and balls

And a good man named Jimmy

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Heaven is a peanut farm

Surely it's the best

There's a porch with a sleeping dog

One where you can find rest

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They say there is a man out there

Who made sure every heart he would fill

When God said "it's okay, you can stop your work now"

He said "no, I don't think I will"

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When you come to this peanut farm

You will be filled with this delight

Friends and family, we gather 'round

To wish Mr. Carter goodnight

Edit: Downvote me daddy

Mark your calendars everyone. We have a new national holiday.

[email protected] was something I stole from that other site, and with very minimal work I rode on the hard work of others to give me a feeling of superiority. I am so proud of all the work I took credit for, and for all the maps that create a reality we'd rather live in.

This is a fantastic Christmas gift, and I will donate all the money I have made on this site to the Church of Latter Day Saints and also the Church of the Satanic Temple just to cover my bases. I hope we all celebrate tonight by drinking a handle of hand sanitizer, snorting some ketamine, giving whipits to at risk youth, and fighting a cop with a sword.

We have done some amazing work, and I have made some amazing announcements to celebrate arbitrary subscription milestones which is what head mods do I guess. I want to thank [email protected] for constantly posting at the expense of their family and friends, [email protected] for teaching me how to sniff glue, [email protected] for their posts and commitment to corporate espionage, and for all of you who came here by mistake. You may never leave.

Happy Holidays and I hope you have an unhinged new year,

~Meep

So I thought that BlueSky was set up just like Lemmy in that it was fully decentralized into a sort of "terrorist cell" structure that wasn't focused on profits, but then found out that BlueSky has a CEO. Since this is a business, what makes BlueSky fundamentally different from Twitter or Instagram?

I feel like so long as a social media platform exists through monetization (in some form or another private companies need to make money), we are ultimately replacing one dictator with another.

I was in 5th grade when my dad told me about the Nuremberg trials and the subsequent Milgram experiments.

Edit Wtf you sick perverts, I was talking about when your parents talk to you about authority bias and how you need to be suspicious of power structures that tell you to do things that you would normally consider horrible acts.

Jesus you can't talk about Nazis without someone dragging out Sex Ed these days smh

(the verses should read kinda like "short skirt/ long jacket")

Have you heard of a vore fetish

That's the one where you wanna get ate

Wanna be an ingredient on binging with babish

Wanna turn into a soup that is great

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Other girls choose the bear for safety

You choose the bear for other reasons

Other girls wanna dress with the times

You wanna be the dressing and all of the seasons

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I can't believe it

No not again

Just trying to date

Can't tell my friends

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Have you ever heard of the sadists

All they want is to give you pain

They might say they feel bad about it

But then they say it's hard to explain

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She says she gonna tear me down

I said not if I build you up first

But maybe I should get the hell out of town

Because I'm not gonna be Dahmer's dessert

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I can't believe it

No not again

Just trying to date

Can't tell my friends

//

Have you heard of the bug catcher fetish

That's the one where they wanna get sick

Have you ever heard of the joe fetish

It's the one where Joe Mama's on my dick

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Have you heard of the disaster artist

Pretty sure he's DB cooper in disguise

Have you ever heard of the country of Finland

It doesn't exist don't believe the lies

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There are men living in my guitar strings

In my lightbulbs is a little gnome

They all like to tell me to burn things

Leave the gas stove on at home

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I can't believe it

No not again

Just trying to date

Can't tell my friends

Anyway yea that date had more red flags than the Soviet Union

cross-posted from: https://lemm.ee/post/48219991

i fixed Chile issue

The Pacific Northwest is now getting Cyclones (Pacific Hurricanes)

I think I speak for many PNW folks when I say we always thought that was more of a Florida thing.

I don't mean to bring politics into this space, but as I've been coming to terms with a second Trump administration, a part of me looked back at his first term and remembered who I became. I was a very, very angry and anxious person. It came out in bursts on Facebook and on people I love who were less concerned about the issues that were the main focus at the time.

I really do not like that version of me.

When the dust settled a bit under Biden, I learned how to cool down and be more gracious (I think to myself, "what would Mr. Rogers do?"). My relationships are much better now and I'm more levelheaded in my conversations.

I still want to be able to do my part in helping my community and to have brave conversations, but as I'm seeing his cabinet picks it has become clear that this will be an administration of rage.

He has been choosing every personality from Congress to television to twitter to lead the country, and he has been picking the most vocal and unhinged personalities.

With that as the backdrop, I want to still maintain some semblance of who I am and not fall into the pit of rage.

Has anyone else been thinking about this?

Maybe I'm just exhausted from getting little sleep last night and feeling really sad, but I could use some support.

I've [30m] started dating again since my last break up. For context, I've had a pattern of meeting people, looking for the best in them, get kinda excited although realistically I have reservations, and then within 4 months the whole thing blows up.

I'm off the dating apps because they get me down, and I've only dated friends a few times because I get huge anxiety about potentially losing a friendship if a relationship goes south. I get huge anxiety about relationships in general just because of a long string of heartbreak.

It's happening again- I met someone who came to an event I host, and she was so wonderful. Just a beam of light- her optimism matched mine, she is into many of the things I'm into like biking and climbing, and she even led a jam on piano at my event (I'm a musician and it's a jam based on a principle of musical humanism). At the end of the night, we even got to dancing in the middle of the room. That night I asked her to go swing dancing and if she'd want to see a show I was music directing before. She said yes to both and I felt so excited, but also knowing it was just as friends. I wanted to see if we would be compatible before asking any bigger questions.

The next day I sent a message and a meme, but got no response. My thoughts went to "I'm putting too much pressure on this and she's reacting" or "she's not interested" and it made me pretty blue. The next day I messaged her telling her that the place we were dancing is going to be 20s themed just so she knew what to wear if she wanted, and she texted back like normal- all was good again.

That night she came to my show and we both biked up to the Green Mill (the jazz club in Chicago) and we had a great time. In the middle when we went back for a drink, we kissed and I was so excited. We talked and found we had so much in common- our thoughts on the importance of family, community, and how we can lift eachother up to be better than the sum of our parts. We both are active and extroverted, and felt the same how often times we feel like society wants us to shut up and not be extra. We both love the same kinds of beer. We both had struggled with weed- she put it well that her favorite thing about herself is her social skills, but when she's high it all goes away, just like me. She works for a bike company, I used to work for a bike company. She wants to start a hot dog stand, I want to write a coffee table book about city flags. We even planned to go climbing together for a second date.

I honestly felt like I found my one.

But then she dropped that she had a long distance relationship with a guy in Amsterdam, and that they agreed that it's okay to be open in their relationship. She said she wasn't polyamorous, but it was a way that she felt they could be there for each other while allowing their needs to be met. I told her I'm definitely monogamous and had an open relationship before but it wasn't fun for me. That said she said she was reconsidering her current relationship, but I've also been in similar situations where I've waited for someone to leave their situation to be with them and those also didn't go anywhere.

We biked back that night, and we still had a great time, and she messaged me when she got home. I sent her my number over Instagram, but that was the last message I got. I guess id expect a "hey Meep this is __!" Text so I had her number, but I still haven't heard back. I'm trying not to push it so I'm going to let her be the one to initiate the next conversation.

In the meantime I feel like I'm on an emotional rollercoaster. I mean granted I just met her and I shouldn't be so heavily invested or excited. I should be taking it slow but I don't know how. Hell I barely understand what taking it slow means. I should be perfectly fine being alone in my apartment with my cat. I've done so much work on myself to try and be in a place where I can feel again, but now I feel like I'm going back into another heartbreak.

I know a lot of this is also because I live alone and my family is 2000 miles away. I wrote a song that paints the picture- "oh, I'm floating away/ oh, I'm floating away/ the spacewalk went wrong/ I clipped into the other side/ of the moon/ just to know what distance feels like". I want to feel secure. I want to feel at home. But these relationships I find myself in tend to do the exact opposite. I'm back on the high seas and it's a stormy night.

I just wish I could be like a normal person and not feel. Or at least not feel like this.