Meh. I just got tired of seeing untitled here.

When you hear the news that there is a growing life expectancy gap between republicans and democrats partially because of the right-wing anti-science conspiracies that have taken hold (especially after COVID) you’re like “Lol. They owned the libs so hard they died.” and then you remember these are the same people having 6+ kids to populate the polls with their white Christian children and medically neglecting them. Then you squint at the data and realize it is not measuring voter data and life expectancy but life expectancy in red areas vs. blue areas and you realize that voter suppression, corruption, racism and poverty is actually killing the people in these places faster than the national average, not their own reactionary views. And you’re so angry it’s being presented like it’s their fault they’re dying.

Jabberwocks are starting to really intrude on the territory of the Snallygaster and crowd them out. Please report when you see them and help preserve our American monsters!

Biologists prefer the term “fearsome critters”, just FYI. They resemble monsters but only due to convergent evolution.

tries to connect with an artist i like by studying their style and picking it apart and refining it into elements i understand how to use so i can produce a work in the genre they move in to open a dialogue with them but they see my work as a perfection of theirs and an execution on what they never could and so so far above them because their art always came from a subconscious drive rather than a conscious commitment to form and they get intimidated and upset and block me

[...] but they see my work as an aberration of theirs and a failure mode of their art's communicative ability and a mutation into garbage noise because my crude surface-tier rearrangement of their deeply personal symbology could never hope to express the interiority they embed in all their art and they get frustrated and upset and block me

[...] but they see my work as completely alien and irrelevant to the genres they move in and a nonstarter in terms of dialogue because my attempts to engage with their work have been so completely overwritten by my own biases that they no longer recognize my result as in conversation with their own and they get perplexed and upset and block me

[...] but they see my work for exactly what it is, hopeless mimicry seeking a chance at human connection, a cry for help wearing their face, because ultimately the elements of their art are acompositional and holistic and my attempts to say something interesting after breaking them into shards are as transparent as a child trying to glue porcelain back together. and they see me, and they see the truth of who i am, what i am, the ways in which i move through the world, my undiluted longing for another pair of eyes upon my own. and they sigh and block me.

the five trauma reactions: fight, flight, freeze, fawn, and mating

id like if we could keep the alliteration going but i dont know if anyone has made an f word for mating

They haven't sorry

thats fucked up

You can tell a lot about a person by entering their mind palace and encountering their greatest fears and darkest hopes in a labyrinth reflective of their subconscious thoughts.