re: vent
Listen, that's how I got through Christianity. I assured myself, quote, "God won't mind just lookin'." I saw problematic things. I saw ideas I came to hate. I got a lot of complicated ideas to chew on.
I don't regret that, and won't change it. Nobody gets to police my mental inputs as a condition of friendship, let alone of social media acquaintance. Nobody gets to tell me I can't even *look* at good work, just 'cause it's made by a crummy person. Christ, I'd lose half my bookshelf.
vent
"stop following transphobic artists and expecting me to not block you" -- random artist
Okay, that's a bridge too far for me. Following is not endorsement. "Don't RT them" and "don't endorse their beliefs," fine. If I ever caught one of y'all dabbling in this kind of purism, though, it's you who'd get blocked.
dreams (--)
I ran around on the set of a film, trying to get any of the crew to listen to me when I said "I'm hurting and I don't know what to do." I woke up with that phrase right on my tongue.
Yikes, brain, what is your problem? The Transliminal thing seemed like it was starting to heal up. Peg and I have started getting regular praise on Parallax. Dragons are awesome. We're fine, right? So what is your problem?!
Frankly, I would have preferred a proper nightmare with a monster or something.
"Is there a little vocoder that turns their excited yipping into bleeps?"
"Peggy, I'm shocked that you'd feel you'd even need to ask me that question. Of course. Of course there is."
cw: smut; no false modesty
Read through a bunch of old Tapestries logs on a random whim.
Huh. I really was one of the originals, I guess. I don't know if postfurry really affected a damn thing, but we sure beat the rest of the fandom to where it was already headed.
I should have had a pizza waiting for 'em, or something, when they arrived here in the future. Oh, well.
I wrote some real weird shit about some real weird ways to connect with people, y'all. (Surprisingly non-sexual, most of it?)
I think these dekotora are the tackiest things I've ever loved.
uspol, generations, war, doom (~)
Oh, shit. I keep forgetting that many of you are a lot younger than me, and have no recollection of the pre-Gorbachev world.
Oh, yeah, doom is okay. You get used to it, and then you wake up one day and-- one way or the other-- it's over.
I know not everybody can share my fatalism. But I'm not gonna lie: it's good over here. You should try it. We have absolutely no idea how any of this will actually shake out, and we were all headed to the same place anyhow.
media; Parallax; drugs
I want to make Peggy animate Parallax in this style, with live amateur actors wearing animal kigu.
gender
You know what I'm really in the mood for tonight? A long friendly chat about gender... with a space alien. Or a Solomon Islander. Or a squid. Or someone, something, anything that hasn't got a gigafuckme of contorted, overgrown political and cultural baggage surrounding the topic.
But I'd also kinda pity them for having to put up with *mine*.
*shrugs and rolls a big rock at @anthracite's feet* Kwek. 🐧
out-of-context theater
"Fuck your facefist!"
TIL the term "crosshairs" derives from the use of actual hair strands in reticules. Huh.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reticle#Wire_crosshairs
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Babnik_Brown#Hair_donation
out-of-context theater
"😺👍🏻🤡👍🏻"
mst3k; mild memetic hazard
I learned something very important while trying to work on Parallax with MST3K in the background.
It is absolutely impossible to have rational thought with the "Goosio" sketch in the background. Productivity is mathematically impossible. I just don't think it can be done.
Ultimately, I did the right thing and took a break to watch the finest children's entertainer Malta will ever know. ;___;
postfurry; kwak
Wark wenk kwak wenk drugs wenk wark on Neptune. *nods and gulps down six of 'em in one peck*
https://doyouknowjapan.com/sweet/
(Seriously, some of these are gorgeous, and probably totally impractical and disappointing as actual dessert substances.)
uspol; wenk
Wenk wenk wenk news?
*waddles across newspaper conveniently spread across arctic floe*
*bends neck and peeks at the headlines*
Wenk wenk wenk nope wenk.
*jumps into ocean*
(Seriously, the morning clickbait headlines gave me a fright, but the articles really just said what I already knew: the Democrats are still strongly favored to grab the house, but polls have errors and anything could happen.)
(And don't worry, I'll probably be over the penguin thing by, say... November 7th?)
🔥💫🐯(火星虎)
ɪɴᴄᴇɴᴅɪᴀʀʏ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇᴛ ᴄᴀᴛʙᴇᴀsᴛ ʀᴇᴢᴇʏᴀ
read this, pitiful humans:
http://egypt.urnash.com/parallax/