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so i had the idea that it was because clark had finally fully rejected the idea/possibility of change. the backrooms is constantly changing and PC, as a "creation" or "manifestation" of the backrooms would have an innate desire or capacity for change within him but clark telling him that (paraphrasing) "it's okay, she said we don't have to change, we can just stay the same" grates against his innate nature.

there's also the aspect of clark saying he feels at home in the backrooms, like it's where he's meant to be and he really understands it, etc., but then he goes on to say he doesn't want to change and that he doesn't have the capacity for it, which goes against the core thesis of the backrooms. by him rejecting change, he's (if unknowingly) rejecting everything that makes the backrooms, the backrooms. so in turn, the backrooms (through PC) reject him.

Spoilers for the movie below the cut!

He knows that they don’t feel physical pain. Most likely because they don’t have nerves since that seems an easy thing for the dimension with dementia to forget to add.

Same with them not being very expressive on a facial level. Due to well… Being a physical guesstimation of a person. All that overlapping biology would definitely make traditional emoting impossible. Too many eyes, brow bones, noses, etc. might not even have enough muscles for it. The one he tore into seemed made mostly of just pure fat.

But they’re alive regardless. They’re reactive and respond to stimuli in ways they understand how to.

Not just in red haired creature running and shrieking in fear. That’s easy to read. But also the lampshade one rapidly turning its lampshade on and off.

That’s a panic response from something that can’t flee because the chair is a part of its body. Doing the two things it knows it can. Turn on the light and turn off the light.

But the one he doesn’t undermine the interiority of? At least not as much? The captain. His copy.

He try’s to reason to that one. Talks to it like it understands him. Despite it looking the least real. It looks like a puppet over a man.

i went to a show on the weekend and loved a band - big enough to tour nationally, small enough to be the opener at a $20 bar show. we chatted and i bought merch and it was perfectly lovely but i’d listened to their album since getting tickets and have come to love it in a much more specific and personal way than “awesome set, you guys were great”

in the past i would not have done anything with these feelings, and if i shared them with anyone it would have been my friends - certainly not the band. but instead i wrote them a long and earnest message the next day. embarrassing! horrible! but knowing what it has meant to me to receive such a message made me push through it and hit send even while wanting to pitch myself into a pit of personal mortification.

but what do you know, lo and behold, shocking no one except the cop and coward in my head, the lead singer replied thanking me, and talked more about their plans and music, in an even longer wall of text.

it’s things like this that keep me going as an artist, he said. thank you again, my heart is so full

anyways, so is mine, thinking of all the people who have told me exactly how something i shared made them feel, and made me confront how pointless and miserly it is to sit on my feelings and gratitude just because i am shy of showing them; what a sad dead end for the transformative touch of creation, when it could be reflected right back into the heart of the person who reached out into your guts in the first place.

My stepmother did NOT like the way her Libertarian Viking Neighbor framed pregnancy as the fetus "attacking the woman". She incredulously told him this was extremely disrespectful to expectant mothers to portray pregnancy as so violent and negative.

Libertarian Viking Neighbor's response was that people consensually hurt each other all the time, and "there's like a whole community about that, with the acronym the one that starts with a B" And his reasoning was that if the mother was consenting to bring attacked by the baby, it in fact wasn't violent and negative because there was consent.

You see this?

That's not a river. That's the South Canal in Mesa, Arizona (Phoenix metro area).

This is a view of the East and South canals. At least half of all the Phoenix metro canals were originally built by the Hohokam (from roughly 200-1400 CE), and are still in use (restored) today.

Phoenix, Arizona actually has more miles (kilometers) of Canals total than both Venice and Amsterdam. No, really. Phoenix has about 180 miles of canals, many of which are built on ancient canal foundations.

below is an aerial view photo taken in the late 1930's of one branch of Phoenix's canal systems:

Also have the "Montezuma Castle," if you need a castle: