#tx post

if my 8 year old ass had known about the word “kinning” I would have been insufferable. running around the playground calling myself Kinian (portmanteau of Kin and Drinian (the ever loyal, ever suspicious captain of The Dawn Treader, bestie to King Caspian, master of sailing and terrified of the sea). ).

I love it when the media has a scientist who destroys themselves with curiosity or hubris or obsession I love it when they burn themselves up in the pursuit aaaaa

I wanna interact with that post going around that’s like “name your ‘comfort’ movie that you find relaxing but other people may find unsettling” but I don’t have a ‘comfort’ movie. I have a ‘comfort’ show and it is tales from the loop. a wee bit unsettling but I could rest in that energy forever.

my predictions for Beyond the Spiderverse: Miles Morales hits the Spot with a googly eye instead of a bagel. the warm light of understanding heals all. the end

anyways last night i got to have a wonderful discussion with my therapist about my borderline religious psychosis surrounding radio towers and routers, and how all of humanity and existence is connected and electronics are just a physical manifestation of this, and there are literal conversations happening in the EM waves around our bodies Right Now. that was fun. im winning at therapy. Perhaps even at life.