@HypnoHedonista Ever wanna be a warm objectified seat in the middle of Trafalgar Square for the most mischievous, most Gorgeous Goddess in the world, dreaming your best life while cushioning Her from the cold concrete steps while busy London bustles around Her? Yeah me too.
“I work the front desk at a small doctor’s office, and I wish people could see what happens on the other side of the phone.
Every day, older patients call us confused.
They are told to use the patient portal, upload documents, check lab results online, fill out forms before the visit, and confirm everything through a link.
Some of them do not know what a portal is.
Some do not have a smartphone.
Some have one, but they are afraid to click the wrong thing.
Last week, a man in his late 80s called about his test results.
He said, “Ma’am, I don’t mean to bother you, but the computer says I have a message and I don’t know how to open it.”
He sounded ashamed.
That broke my heart.
He should not have to feel ashamed for needing a human being.
Technology can be helpful. I understand that.
But when people who built this country are made to feel helpless because everything became a login and a password, we have gone too far.
Not everything needs to be an app.
Not every answer should be hidden behind a screen.
Sometimes people need a voice.
A patient person.
A real human who says, “Don’t worry, I can help you.”
Progress should not leave seniors behind.
Because one day, the world will move faster than us too.
And I hope someone is kind enough to slow down.
~Unknown
Ever want to make your body itself a trigger, captivating minds with your curves so that even a glimpse makes the viewer weaker?
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Yeah. :P
RT if you'e hip-notized!
Given the amount of people I've programmed to have an armpit fetish, I really shouldn't be posting photos like this... Who knows who's evening will spiral into gooning and brainwashing?
@Hypno_Hedonist Congratulations! Soon You’ll have a proper Control Room, Your Nerve Center for changing the world, one mind at a time.
A new and better Worldwide Web. 🕸️
She was a symphony of light and shadows, a whisper of chiffon in a world of silver screens. Before she was the world’s "Marilyn," there was Norma Jeane—a girl of floral cotton and ethereal dreams.
This is the story of her metamorphosis, told through the silhouettes she left behind.