#jrrm

But if you believe that humanity got itself into this mess and it’s only humanity that can get us all out of it, welcome. If you believe every human on the planet is alike in dignity and entitled to the same respect, I’ll even call you comrade.

Jimmy summons the lords from the House of Fallon to discover when Game of Thrones will return.

I’m not proclaiming that any of these characters are better or more interesting than the others–what you like on this show is down to taste, I’m sure, and I love all three of these women. But it interests me how in some cases the story delves into the differences between certain types, and in other cases the show gives us a character that unifies those seemingly contrasting traits.I like this set-up because I think JRRM had a lot of fun as writer creating these broadly drawn types, and then mixing them up. For example with Brienne (honorable knight), there is also Bronn (corrupt knight), and between them is Jaime (both). With a cast this large, setting up types in this way creates story variety, and lots of chances to play with the good/bad choices that characters will make.

I like to think a friend’s hand is always a friend’s hand, even if I
haven’t held it in awhile, but that often depends if and on what
your loyalties lie, and besides, a true friend would never fault me 
for breathing,

but then, a true friend requires a person existing within
the parameters of truth, for how can one be a true friend w a false
god, one might ask and well, one would know

the streets aren’t really paved w gold despite the blackened
iridescence of the puddles that betray pride of purpose,
a singular drive toward perpetual improvement belted into an
Aspire or a Defender or at best a Vanquish, horsepowering ahead
towards the haze of humanity’s sunset, beautiful in its golden hour
despite the detritus, the hand of a friend, a friend despite
the damage a while can do.

We surrendered our silences as we lowered the crossbar, content
to ride the dopamine roller coaster until the schadenfreude kicks
in, apathy in overdrive as we squelch out one last satirical shart
for the huddled masses, now, as always, simply yearning to
breathe free, and like I said—a true friend

would never fault me for breathing.

shh, I’ll let you finish, but just now
the sky is the most brilliant blue, tufted by
irreverently buoyant clouds that have never
thought of rain, and the wind sounds like waves
and I want to listen to the silence as it bears
its delicate punctuation of chime and bell
of siren and wail in the distance signaling
something maybe more or less meaningful
than what you have to say.

I think all this just really highlights how important bread has always been to English speakers.

These two come abt as close as anything to describing my own personal zeitgeist. I wish more folks truly understood that not a single moment more of your life is guaranteed. Squeeze as much adventure as you can out of every possible second. Make mundanity interesting and colorful and layered. You don’t have to be rich to do it—in fact I happen to believe that wealth rather impedes this from happening. Wealth shelters and protects you from risk and without risk there would be no adventure. Build the community you want around you—no, it’s not the easiest thing to do, but it’s worth it. You’ll have love and support and you won’t feel like all of your burdens are yours alone to shoulder. FFS, humans are a social and communal species. We can survive on our own, but we need each other to thrive.

You’re not immune to it. They’ve been practicing this shit for a decade and they’ve gotten v good at it. The only way to protect yourself from it is to stay tf away from it. So yeah, if y’all need another reason not to use ai—it’s intentionally manipulating your brain to keep you using it and make you like it, bro.