Amaranstein

She/Her | I draw, make electronic music and write - Dms open for new friends:3 Linktree has my music and my wishlist https://linktr.ee/lydiamaranth

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My W.I.P Logography, Amaranscript.

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Why am I so in love with being alive, if I‘m supposed to die?

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In The Infinite Thought

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First time painting, what do we think?

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John Gorham's Spoons

Record Group 241: Records of the Patent and Trademark OfficeSeries: Design Patent Drawings.

Designs

Metal Working

Spoons & Forks

John Gorham's, Design for Spoons

no. 699 Patented April 10, 1855

Figr. 1

[drawing of a spoon]

Figr. 2

[drawing of a spoon]

March 19, 1855

[homunculus-argument]

Hey you all know about that fungus that possesses ants to make them climb on the tip of grass blades in hopes of getting eaten by a cow, so that the fungus can continue its life cycle in the cow's guts? Because I think that's the kind of thing that's wrong with cave divers.

We don't know what's down there. We don't know what's gotten into their heads that makes them so determined to physically, personally go down there to find out. But I wouldn't entirely dismiss the possibility that whatever has gotten into them is very invested in getting eaten by whatever is down there.

[amaranstein]

Draft for a new way of going about my scifi story ‚Ghosts Of Humanity‘

In my dream I lie awake

Quiet as the people make their voices heard

I know I am safe,

So I stay awhile, no need for haste.

Slipping away, back to myself..

I haven‘t a need to stay in their realm - and their voices began to overwhelm me, I‘d rather be in singular dream.

Sensations, arising, not from the inside, echos of matter, pulling me in time.

My eyes begin to open, my chest begins to rise, I look up, and quite to my surprise - fruits have multiplied, the ones that like to glow, they glow the same pinkish-purple as the sky, with the endless evening.

What a long sleep, are others from there awake? It doesn‘t matter, I‘m pink and I sing of regulation from my internals, I must go into outer air, it is fate.

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[that-one-fly-on-the-wall]

the letter K is very orange

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Yes

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Continuation of this: https://www.tumblr.com/amaranstein/778757127367999488/900-years

Post by @amaranstein

💬 0  🔁 2  ❤️ 0 · 900 Years · Body. Body. Have a body. Right? Where is the body. I’m in it. I was in it. I was in a few. A bit confused. A bi

I am more comfortable. I was having a moment, of disorientation - for I had forgotten to care for my circuitry - it led to undesirable thought patterns. My husband, was mimicking his flesh self, it was true. He wasn‘t quite like I was. We were very much opposites on Earth.

The ship was so large. It spun, again and again, holding us to the ground inside it. That was comforting, being held, feeling the pressure of „gravity“. Many beings walked among me; cats, dogs, octopuses, birds, all of whom were old, very old, and could speak and think in shapes unlike their fairly recent ancestors. I wondered to my self. Why didn‘t we crunch time? Why experience this entire journey? But I thought as well, maybe that is part of the point. There‘s so many of us, so many ships, so many journeys, each must be experienced in a different way, to provide something different to the world of observation. We may be the only ship that experiences the entirety of this journey. And that may be so that our former flesh bodies can eventually experience the subjective time between then and now - and onward.

I befriended the cat, from the recent time, they were grounding, I liked that.

Time passing feels so weird. Outside of this, I don‘t normally feel time, I don‘t even normally feel a sense of „I“, I feel like I‘m holding an identity that is not identity, with the identity of a woman who had wants. I don’t think I‘d rather go back to being without an identity, that would be pointless, that would be like the opposite of what this mission is. It‘s not that one way of being is inherently superior to the other, but there’s no reason not to feel like this, I am the echo of memory of a decentralized sensation, and now I am centred, in a self. That is how I will be, it doesn’t take away from me, it doesn’t take away from them, that‘s the whole point of the other fold, mode of being, being decentralized.

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[sergeypalche]

Sergey Palche

Untitled, 2025

34 ²⁹/₆₄ x 24 ⁵¹/₆₄ Inches (87,5 x 63 cm)

Oil, acrylic, charcoal on cardboard.

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this is toki pona to me