Yep. Chaos. Nice.

RADISHN’T: Prithee, which one of you had planned to tell

Of diff'rent flavours gained by simple act

Of brewing tea with water hot, not cold?

MOTHMAN: Egad! you poured the water cold? Wherefore?!

FROG: An answer from you, Radish, I must beg.

RADISHN’T: Indeed I did, dear friends - why does this shock?

Without the guide of others I assumed

That heat was merely added for the sake

Of expediting this solution’s brewing!

Half a decade I have spent, or more,

Not questioning this worldview I had made.

In fact, I am myself a bit surprised

That you might think that I, your dearest friend,

Might have a patience of sufficient stock

To wait until a pot of water boils.

FROG: Three minutes overtaxes patience so?

The microwave will beep when it is done!

CATS'N: My friend, this answer vexes me the more!

Can it be true that thou dost boil by nuke?!

FROG: Are you in turn, my friend, so shocked to know

That I have not the patience, like our Root,

To boil upon the stove our favour’d drink?

CATS'N: It takes less than a minute!

FROG: On what plate?

Perhaps your dinner cooks atop the sun?

CATS'N: How long can take your stove to fill the task

Of boiling but a single cup alone?

FROG: In minutes?

CATS'N: Yes!

FROG: I counted seven, once.

CATS'N: Perhaps you ought to have your timepiece checked!

If on a middle heat you place the cup

You soon will have the scalding drink you crave.

Two minutes, in a mug upon the plate

Or even less, if you should have a pot.

FROG: You cause me tears - is this how thou dost live?

You place upon the iron stove a mug?

A mug, ceramic, filled with water cold?

How do these flames, though medium in height,

Not shatter like a glass this fragile thing?

Surely, then, your kitchen is bewitched

With magicks far beyond the mortal ken!

(The FOUR realise they have wandered into the THRONE ROOM. The ROYAL COURT watches with fascination.)

Please follow me: do tieflings get demonic power ups when fighting? Do tieflings get animal heads, burning eyes and other weird body horror stuff? Does EVERY tiefling come with a pair of functional wings? Neither do aasimars in 5e, only one in three subraces!

Tieflings traits are obvious and unnerving but anatomically possible and harmless! See:

Most have unnatural skin: while there are tieflings of human colors, most come in shades of red or blue

They have a freacking TAIL

Horns. Two, some players add four!

Black, white, gold (and more) colored eyes with no visible pupils

Optional but possible (tiefling variant): fangs, forked tongue, catlike eyes, 6 fingers per hand, goatlike legs with cloven hoofs, forked tail, leathery skin, can’t cast a shadow or reflection, functional bat wings, exude a faint smELL OF BRIMSTONE?!?

Now, floating eyes are cool, but… it’s a little too much, come on. Even for d&d. Unless you’re playing a spellcaster and it’s a temporary side effect of using magic…? I don’t want to limit your creativity of course, go play all the biblically accurate aasimars you want! You’re cool! ❤

But me? No thank you. Now, based on tiefling traits, let me list some Unnerving Yet Harmless and Sexy aasimar traits:

Unnatural skin colors, mostly green and purple. Human colored aasimars are still possible, but rare

Their hair shines like it’s made of metal, or it’s always moving like it’s underwater or in the breeze

You know how some angels have the head of a lion and/or a bull? Add that animal’s tail instead!

Unnatural eyes. Maybe they have no pupils, maybe they look like gemstones or like they’re filled with water and glitter ✨

Optional but possible: metallic teeth, pitch black tongue, goatlike eyes, 6 fingers per hand, a weird number of eyes (1, 3 or 4, not floating around but on their FACE thank you), multiple tails, furry skin, emits two voices at the same time (like two people saying the same thing at the same time), functional bird wings (all the time, not just when fighting), exude a faint smell of incense

Pro tip: you know how, in 5e, every aasimar can cast the Light cantrip at will? Have your aasimar character cast it in the shape of a halo floating on their head!

Just as some people said, “You must have never been in a library before!” and “You must not know what these books are!” because I described that bookshelf as uncanny, people would also accuse me of ignorance about the natural world for describing biology facts as Creepy and Scary.

People would also get very offended at my perceived “negativity.”

It seems like there’s no place in some people’s minds for responses to the world outside of “comfortable understanding” or “fearful ignorance,” to the extent that “This unsettles me” is taken as both a negative statement and one that can only come from ignorance.

If you understand something, they seem to feel that it should not unnerve you, and that state of being unnerved and thrown off is something bad.

I don’t agree with this. I think that a full experience of the world comes with the ability to coexist with the Other and let it make you mortal. Yes, geologic time scares me because I have tried to wrap my mind around how big it is, and I understand how much bigger it is than me. Yes, biology scares me, because it is so much more complex and intricate than any human being is yet able to comprehend, and its secrets live inside our bodies. Yes, uncanny everyday objects and experiences scare me, because I like to live with an openness to mystery.

And by “scares me” I don’t really mean fear, but an emotion kind of like the opposite of familiarity. I mean “fear” in the old-timey sense of “fear of God,” which is old-timey because I really think we’ve lost it. Where is the room for the sublime in this world? For numinous dread? For awe?

In August 2017 I, like many other people in the eastern U.S, watched a total solar eclipse occur, and I saw those same mocking and dismissive responses to the people that said that it filled them with fear. It wasn’t that scary. It’s just an eclipse.

It is assumed that it is always best to listen to the part of you that understands what is happening, but I also think there is value in listening to the part of you that doesn’t understand what is happening. I watched the eclipse with a handful of family friends and as the sky darkened everyone began to get nervous.

In today’s world we know that eclipses are natural events that do not foretell disaster or communicate the wrath of the gods, and I guess this means they are just another thing for us to gawk at and say “That was cool,” about. We are not only able to remind ourselves that this is normal and will not hurt us, we are obligated to, because fear is ignorance and ignorance is bad.

But we are made of more than the part that understands facts. We are also Creatures that are highly attuned to our own powerlessness, and sensitive to the unfamiliar and weird.

It shouldn’t get dark in the middle of the day. There is a hole where the sun should be, impossibly black. This should not be happening. We cannot stop it from happening. It is beautiful, the most beautiful thing any of us have ever seen, the threads of silver light around the eclipsed sun.

First of all "kids these days" somehow includes me, a 30-year-old mom, just b/c I was born in 1991, because the way we do generational distinctions is comically dumb. But anyways.

Everybody I know in my age group and younger is a massive workaholic. As for me, I do science at work and I've been scienceing in the same industry for almost a decade, and I'm a writer. For the past couple years I've completed one full-length novel's worth of words every six months or so. I have 2 books out that are doing pretty damn good by indie standards and I have a Pätreøn with really high reader engagement. Both of my 2 careers are going as well as can possibly be expected, to the great detriment of my mental & physical health. I still live paycheck to paycheck and have to beg for grocery money on the Internet every couple of months.

But all these millionaires done turned into billionaires.

Process of Fallen 🗡

Chuck Berry

Sister Rosetta Tharpe predates both chuck berry and little richard by quite a few years

Two of Tharpe’s hit songs were released in like 1944-45 when Chuck Berry was a) incarcerated and b) still a high school student, Tharpe basically discovered Little Richard, and she’s referred to as the godmother of rock n roll

lol just