katt, migrating 🌟 🌈 @starkatt@awoo.space

scaly little friends bouncing around on the moon.

oh my gosh, y'all

Y'ALL

Kobold Astronauts.

one must always gently the kobolds.

...same question goes for the Kaiju in Pacific Rim.

I wonder if the Subnautica devs knew when they were designing certain Leviathans that a lot of people would want to kiss them.

Beautiful word of the day: virga -- rain that evaporates before hitting the ground.

(image source: https://climate.ncsu.edu/edu/PrecipTypes )

listen I know it's a blatant cliche at this point but I genuinely do think that Sandstorm is a fantastic song.

I'm running pretty tag-happy this evening. Cc'ing people all over the place.

cc @cyndisision@octodon.social

So there's a thing I think about when I hear the lyric "Well at least I author my own disaster".

"Disaster" comes from latin dis aster, "bad star". As in things were cosmically fated to go wrong.

But the lyric claims authorial control over that supposed fate. That's the point of the song, that we get ourselves into fucked up situations and sorta maybe learn from them, painfully.

It probably was wasn't deliberate, but I find that contrast of meanings compelling.

BIG GAY FEELINGS.

I don't even know if "god" is at all the right word.

A god doesn't have to be far away, unreachable. They don't need to exist as a defined, clearly-patterned entity, either.

I don't know the names or identities of most of the gods I quietly experience. It just doesn't seem to matter very much.

I've been thinking about immanence a lot lately. About experiencing divinity in tiny, everyday moments -- fog in the pine trees, gently headbobbing while listening to music, the first drops of rain, a lover's touch.

I wish I could communicate the feeling, but I'm neither poet nor songwriter.