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Unfortunately, Earthling friends, it has become necessary to destroy your puny planet. You're not only blocking our view of Mercury, you're just collectively becoming a real big pain in the ass.
There's enough room on the Postcruiser for about two dozen of you. I hope y'all like tall catbabes in shiny boots, living in plastic yurts, and 5-star sushi bars, 'cause you're moving to Deimos and you're liking it, no arguments. Get in the fucking ship. =>__<=
@JulieSqveakaroo Happy rollover day!
mood, vent, low-content, not entertaining in any way except there's a song (--)
i'm just so fucking weary of all this
which this? pick a this. all this.
re: "Contract-to-Hire" = 🖕
@mawr Once again, Mawr, you are my short-duration personal savior of the day. 😻
It's only 6:30 am and Rezy's already up bitin' heads and fightin' for Loud Stripey Utopia on Reddit.
RUN, COWARDS, RUN! I HUNGER!</kittistar>
uspol, history, quote of the day
"I became alive once more. At the dances I was one of the most untiring and gayest. One evening a cousin of Sasha, a young boy, took me aside. With a grave face, as if he were about to announce the death of a dear comrade, he whispered to me that it did not behoove an agitator to dance. Certainly not with such reckless abandon, anyway. It was undignified for one who was on the way to become a force in the anarchist movement. My frivolity would only hurt the Cause."
"I grew furious at the impudent interference of the boy. I told him to mind his own business. I was tired of having the Cause constantly thrown into my face. I did not believe that a Cause which stood for a beautiful ideal, for anarchism, for release and freedom from convention and prejudice, should demand the denial of life and joy. I insisted that our Cause could not expect me to become a nun and that the movement would not be turned into a cloister. If it meant that, I did not want it. 'I want freedom, the right to self-expression, everybody's right to beautiful, radiant things.' Anarchism meant that to me, and I would live it in spite of the whole world — prisons, persecution, everything. Yes, even in spite of the condemnation of my own closest comrades I would live my beautiful ideal."
--Emma Fucking Goldman (this is basically the real version of the totally apocryphal "if I can't dance..." quote)
@Verdigris A combination of https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sangaria_(soft_drink), educated guessing, and Google Translate's half-assed assistance. ZERO guarantees of its full accuracy, and it's definitely loose at best. :)
cocktail recipe idea
Especially curious what @Valerie_Elysee thinks of this—haven't tried it yet, but it is a more advanced version of a mutant Bloody Mary recipe I've been drinking for a while. Trust me, if nothing else, the sesame oil is incredible.
I also humbly propose that this is the most cyberpunk cocktail I've ever seen that hasn't involved industrial effluvients.
"Mariko-VIII"
3 parts shōchū
6 parts V-8
1 part lime juice
2-3 dashes Worcestershire sauce
4-5 dashes dark soy sauce
1-3 dashes Tabasco
1-2 dashes fish sauce
miso paste to taste
powdered wasabi to taste
tōgarashi to taste
pickled peppers, daikon, and/or ginger
assorted wires, circuitry. and/or nanites (optional)
@anthracite You know what I like about the Eldership names we have so far? They all abbreviate easily to cute little hippie-ish nicknames: Jini, Bee, Allie, Sky, Seemee, Summer, etc... I think they should definitely use those to refer to each other.
@Balina Oh, that was a fun one! I didn't stick with it past the first character unlock or two, but I did have a great time with it! 4 stars minimum!
@anthracite @troodon (Note for Parallax: Jini DEFINITELY sneaks in at least one "gravitas" joke somewhere. Alizarin probably subtly comps her for it in the next panel.)
*steals your tiara* You get this back when you behave yourself, young vessel.</alizarin>
>___<;
@troodon *shows off, though Peg was responsible for a good chunk of this too:*
* Spinward By Candlelight
* Guess Who Forgot To Read The Instructions?
* Fearsome Engine of Indolent Purpose
* I Blame The Bees
* Allergic To Concrete
* I’m Sorry For The Black Rose
* [Needs Work] [sic]
* The Bureaucrat Fell From The Sky
* See Me After Class
* The Universal College of Whalesong, Errant
* A Golden Summer of Righteous Indifference
@troodon "Videodrome That's Good Thinking Queenite."
Yeah, sorry lizard fren, not feelin' this one! Besides, I think once you've got your own Evernote document of worldship names, you've pretty much APed out of this class. :D
re: media, mh, mood (+)
Peggy has, quite indirectly, reminded me that a cool dragon, a world to grow and share, and loving parents are a fucking hell of a lot more than Rustin Cohle ever had in his poor miserable life.
So I'm dropping the Misery Chick self-pity act for now, fuzzling said dragon, and getting back on with my evening. I guess the old regrets just got to me again. Sorry 'bout that. =n_n;=
But I'm probably still gonna read me some Thomas Ligotti. And I still really miss getting hugs from people I'm not actively dating. Or having the faintest shred of security I have any place in their emotional lives.
media, mh, mood (-)
OK, I knew watching Season 1 of True Detective was gonna be a whole different experience when I was actually living in Louisiana.
But I didn't expect to identify quite so much with Rust Cohle this time around. Gee, maybe the last couple of years did even more damage than I thought.
Guess it's time to pick up some Thomas Ligotti and finally embrace my Inner Nihilist fully—because aside from Peg, Parallax, and sticking around long enough to help give my parents a good comfortable death someday, what the fuck else is really left, that isn't just a passing distraction? Just like the good Mr. Cohle, I don't think I can believe in community ever again.
a parody of and/or addition to crystal healing: plastic healing! (long)
A funny urban magick witchy punk concept I just thought of:
crystal healing, only instead of choosing extremely specific varieties of minerals for one's intent... choose different kinds of plastics.
"I'm feeling burned out and stressed due to money worries. Which plastic healer helps with that?"
"Polypropelene is resistant to stress, so meditate with, like, an empty yogurt cup you find lying on the sidewalk."
Tentative examples of some possible plastic associations:
* celluloid - fire, fame, movie-making, YouTube celebrities, Mercury and Mars
* casein - motherhood, cats, nurturing qualities, cooking, allergies, Venus and Ceres
* platinum silicone - recovery from surgery, skin, sexuality, wealth, online ad revenue, Jupiter
* polyester - fashion, beauty, creation, fiber arts, amigurumi, Venus and Eris
I was thinking of this as a joke, but... magical practice is kind of like that, anyway. Some plastics have a crystalline chemical structure, and crystalline structure is supposed to be metaphysically significant, so they may as well be just as legit as healing crystals. That is, unless if you rule them out just for being made by humans. However, that's similar to the debate about the metaphysical properties of natural citrine vs. heat-treated citrine.
I like witchcraft traditions that use everyday objects as foci for intent: handkerchiefs, kitchen herbs, brooms, candles, and string. However, I'm creeped out by how easily New Age bu$iness would turn this idea into a money-maker where gentrified malls have boutiques full of random plastic items priced at hundreds of times their normal market value, telling people to treat their cancer symptoms with $500 Bakelite orgone pyramids and $200 sporks labeled as Atlantean triune power wands.
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ɪɴᴄᴇɴᴅɪᴀʀʏ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇᴛ ᴄᴀᴛʙᴇᴀsᴛ ʀᴇᴢᴇʏᴀ
read this, pitiful humans:
http://egypt.urnash.com/parallax/