today i found out that when monarch butterflies migrate south for the winter, all the ones that go across the middle of lake superior suddenly stop going south and go west for five miles and then continue south. which really freaked scientists out cos like What is in the Middle of Lake Superior what do Butterflies know that We Dont Is This The End Times etc. anyway turns out about a hundred million years ago there was a mountain there and the butterflies still think they gotta fly around it. classic butterflies
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combine this with the fact that caterpillars literally turn into bug soup in their crystallis, meaning there is no central nervous system to carry over any information, but they seem to retain memories from caterpillar life regardless…
and it brings up a lot of questions about what kind of information can even be stored in genes, like… does genetic memory really exist? what does this mean for humankind? could a race of people develop an instinctual memory of the land like this? are there people whose bones tell the stories of ancient mountains? what about my people? is the diaspora something that can be felt among every one of us? are we all the living cumulation of hundreds of thousands of ghosts?
i am simultaneously fascinated and frightened by this. classic butterflies indeed
today i found out that when monarch butterflies migrate south for the winter, all the ones that go across the middle of lake superior suddenly stop going south and go west for five miles and then continue south. which really freaked scientists out cos like What is in the Middle of Lake Superior what do Butterflies know that We Dont Is This The End Times etc. anyway turns out about a hundred million years ago there was a mountain there and the butterflies still think they gotta fly around it. classic butterflies
i don’t get why guys are so squeamish about girls not shaving during the winter. have you ever been outside in the winter? it hella cold. and hairy legs are just an adaptation to help stay warm during the winter months. girls with hairy legs showcase a fine set of survival skills and should be strong candidates for mating. you gotta start thinking practically, son.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
I am in the 1% of the population with this, but I really do not enjoy summer. I love winter, like… if you are cold, you can put on a hoodie, you can grab a blanket and snuggle…. Like… when you’re hot, what do you do? Rip your skin off?
THIS IS WHAT IVE ALWAYS SAID THANK
wearing shorts and tshirts on cold winter days to prove your dominance to your peers
“I love winter,” he remarked one day. Why? she asked. “It gives me an excuse to be cold and distant, without anyone caring,” he replied.
I can’t wait until winter because it’s gonna be cold and gloomy outside just like my soul
the worst part of winter is when you wake up for school and it’s still dark outside it’s like mother nature telling you to sleep some more but the system telling you you’re a lil shit and need to wake the fuck up
Listen does anyone else remember that episode of Scooby Do where theyre talking about how thick the fog was and one of them pulled out a knife and cut a circle in the fog and then ate the fog circle. why is this so vivid.