Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

Yeah. I can't do Steven anymore. I've been hurt too much to believe a word of it.

Some days are "scrabble at the roof panels until you make a good hole for yourself" days.

Some days are "lie around in someone else's hole, and wait for the distemper to settle down" days.

I think this is one of the second type. Maybe also an "order out for trash because you can't be bothered to look for berries" days.

#WisdomOfMyAncestors

@Phorm That's just EERIE.

Oh well, if I wanted any comic to be able to read my mind, that's pretty much the one. ^____^

Species change! 🐯​​​

Headfriend change! ​🌀​

Moral alignment change! ​😇​

Too much yang becomes yin.
Too much yin becomes yang.
Overindulgence creates allergy.
Avoidance destroys immunity.

Purity leads to impurity.
You will not recognize the disease until it is indistinguishable from you.

Impurity leads to purity.
You will speak the language of your enemy and blend right in when it arrives.

Your lucky number is "no."

@kelseyhusky Thinking of ya, hun. I'm honored and delighted every day we've got you around. Huskybots are very good. Believe nothing to the contrary. *HUG*

@Thaminga Or better yet: Nūmūnūme. It's the name of my new werewolf self-help cult!

@Thaminga Noomoonoomee!

@Phorm

Meanwhile, Invest 95L is forming in the Gulf and poised to pop us here in NOLA right on the nose.

Fortunately, the models are currently calling for nothing worse than a tropical storm, maybe 40-60 MPH. Let's hope it stays that way.

Either way, hoping to hit the supermarket this morning and hoping they won't have already ransacked it.

So I've been reading selections from Thomas Ligotti's Conspiracy Against The Human Race, since it was cited as a possible influence for S1 of True Detective (which I really liked).

So far, I'm not impressed. I feel like it pulls the same semantic trickery all the other radical pessimists do: when its argument falls short, it just clenches its fist and screams, "Well, you're just too WEAK and NEEDY to understand the AWESOME TRUTH about how awful everything is!"

More to the point, Ligotti privileges dread over every other human emotion, but he never really explains WHY. Everything else is just a meaningless contingent, and yet somehow dread—even where it does not seem to exist—is inherent, inevitable, and objective.

He gives no such consideration to hope, and in the end, it feels like one more arbitrary shell-game of words and values, where terms are stealthily substituted for each other when you're not looking.

So far, he never really shows you his math. He never really proves why one biologically grounded urge, the one to utter resignation and self-negation, is to be taken any more seriously than the others. He seems to just *assume* you're as horrified by the emptiness of the universe as he is—and never acknowledges how that, too, is one of those "values" he keeps denigrating.

Ultimately, it feels less like a cogent philosophical treatise and more like some kind of perverse inverted whodunit. A man has *failed* to kill himself—despite having just made every insistence that we all should—and you, the reader, must puzzle out exactly why.

The solution does not seem to appear in this book. I suppose I'll have to wait for the sequel. In the meantime, I'm not finding anything in this book that I can't find in the first 15 seconds of a Wonder Showzen episode.

@hystericempress haha, if it's any consolation i don't think my mom's had two batches of cavatelli come out the same since 1971 :D

http://www.bbc.co.uk/earth/story/20150514-rats-save-mates-from-drowning

Rats are the greatest little stand-up dudes. It would be a fucking honor to come back as one, and they're right up there with crows, raccoons, and coyotes as the teams I'm cheering for, post-humanity.

(Picture Rezy here munching on a soyburger, with a few dozen little rats perching unharmed on her shoulders and nibbling at her antennabobbles.)

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: "BAD ASH NO CHAINSAW"

- Write a pacifist zombie thriller (100 pts)

If we get that far, it's gonna be amazing. I've been wanting to attempt the survival horror genre through the queer communo-pacifist lens for ages.

My plans get right to the heart of what postfurry and Puzzlebox were supposed to about, too. The thrill of death and violence are taken away, and replaced with infinite, protean transformation of body and mind—which are even MORE frightening. Something like "Octavia Butler's Night of the Living Dead."

@Austin_Dern This one took a while. Dorothy Parker's verbal armaments. I was gonna answer it in song form, but damned if I can find a copy of "Me & Dorothy" by the Flash Girls online. ;___;

@Austin_Dern I think you'll like the spikepony or two that'll be showing up in Parallax. ^___^ Noa is pretty much Noelle with her serial numbers rubbed off.

@Phorm Is... is this a prank call? You don't need me, sister. I've been watching them for 44 years—you could basically hit 'em with a feather at this point. They've got a massive flaw in their cognitive systems that makes them incredibly prone to self-destruction over totally imaginary threats. AND they have nuclear weapons.

Now, if you want a proposal, the real future is in finding a useful purpose for them. I've got this little group of test subjects I've been priming with memes about hive consciousness, industrial-scale reprogramming, and even self-rubberization so they'll wipe clean. We could have one in every galactic household. But I've already given away far too much for free. Let's talk.

good morning

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oB-Z83jNjOQ

this dog got a donut

why can't tigers have a donut

please give generously 🐯​

@Austin_Dern On the other hand, I got really few opportunities to play out the OTHER end of my personality. I love horror, especially cosmic and psychological horror, and I have some DARK fantasies. I rarely shared them with anybody, since most of my friends just aren't into that stuff and I was always terrified of turning them off. But some part of me would love an excuse to be somebody's full-fledged apocalyptic nightmare in a playspace that's explicitly OK for it.