Scripture of the Sub-Class Cirripedia with Figures

This is a blog dedicated to the respect and rejection of the prophets, and to the exploration of the mysticism of arthropoda. The theurgical union with rot and decay, achieved through the glossolalic babel of those magi who reach for the stars.

[radiofreederry]

Appends this to all my posts but as a good thing

[theirisianprincess]

[tokiponaorg]

Isn't Hikikomori just an overhyped Surat al-Kahf? How many people slept in the cave with the woof woof doggo? 🐶

[barnacleheretic]

literally nothing makes me cry as much as spilling milk

[manic-bricky-nightmare]

strange yet normal... todays society puts many blocks ahead of allowing for strong emotions in response to big things and so we are left with making small things as the only outlet for out emotions around suffering because its too dangerous to be vulnerable about the things that matter to us. but then again, maybe milk is really important and society oppresses milk lovers "dont cry over spilled milk" and such are repressive measures against people like you. im sorry. god bless

[barnacleheretic]

there's also usually additional circumstances. like just now, I spilled my milky coffee all over someone else's floor, and it got on their books and deep into the cracks of their hardwood floor (and I know milk can go rancid and gross and smelly if it isn't properly cleaned up). and I am under a lot of pressure from my mother to take good care of the apartment I'm staying in, so I felt like I was letting her down/afraid she'd get mad (she didn't, she was actually super chill). and then the fact that I had to make more coffee, cuz I get a headache if I don't drink coffee.

but the main thing is that it makes me feel stupid and helplessly destructive. I have a complex around feeling like I am a bumbling monster who can't not destroy things. which has been exacerbated by being raised by a mother who treats "taking care of things" with utmost sacred significance. it costs me a lot of anxiety to try to fight my natural distractedness, airheadedness, and balance/coordination/fine motor impairment to try to not do things like this. and so when I space out for a moment and do something silly like forget where I put my coffee and knock it over, I feel both stupid and inept and destructive, and also like all that anxiety I gain from my attempts at caution was a waste because I failed to avoid the outcome they were meant to prevent.

which is of course all a bit silly, I know that everyone makes mistakes and it doesn't necessarily reflect some core shameful quality of mine. but emotionally it's been linked to all of those insecurities, and brings them up in full force.

[barnacleheretic]

literally nothing makes me cry as much as spilling milk

[barnacleheretic]

if we want someone to develop the technology for trans women to be able to get pregnant, all we need to do is get elon musk to fall in love with me.

[weepingwitch]

what are some songs i could put on a character playlist that would make you think "oh that boy doesn't know she's a girl yet"

how to disappear completely - radiohead

creep - radiohead

nude - radiohead

some shit by hatsune miku

[barnacleheretic]

-boys don't cry - the cure

-comfortably numb - pink floyd

-pretty (ugly before) - elliott smith

-I feel like you gotta have nirvana but not sure what song is best

-maybe the logical song? by breakfast in america?

-switched-on lotus by susumu hirasawa... although maybe that's too on the nose. or too personal. or both.

[barnacleheretic]

unfortunately for the people of tumblr, I'm too shy to actually post the sexier selfies I took

[barnacleheretic]

unfortunately for the people of paris, I'm too shy to actually go outside with this sort of zettai ryōiki

[barnacleheretic]

belleville est un bon endroit pour être un hikikomori, car il me suffit d'ouvrir une fenêtre pour que l'arôme du tabac et du wok hei, ainsi que les mélodies de la banalité humaine, me donnent l'impression d'être à moitié vivant

[orangetruckercap]

Vintage pokemon art by Aya Kusube

[barnacleheretic]

this reminded me that I had a dream last night where I was at a comic store and the ceiling was made of glass and on top of the glass was thousands of pokémon cards, facing down so you could see them from below. they had an extremely rare gengar card I didn't own, which was a japan-only promo card released during the neo era. it was illustrated by tomokazu komiya (in his old style, like the cards he illustrated for the vending series). it depicted gengar sneaking through a trash-filled alley at night, and had a very slanted camera angle. I wanted it desperately, but it wasn't for sale, and so I was begging the owner of the store to sell it to me, explaining it was the only pre e-series tomokazu komiya card I didn't own and that it was never available on ebay.

[barnacleheretic]

if I underwent the radical environmental and social upheaval of being isekaid I could probably write a great essay about how the hikikomori phenomenon results not from personal pathology but from social and systemic failures, and that the isekai power fantasy itself is a politically radical statement of conviction that the subject has incredible talent and potential suppressed by political conditions that requires a collaborative environmental and social transformation to manifest. alas, the alienation and social atomization of my political reality manifests in me as profoundly paralyzing executive dysfunction that makes the act of writing pragmatically inaccessible.

[movedbacktomymain]

It's that time of night, have my favorite tiktok of all time

[barnacleheretic]

[thestolencaryatid-deactivated20]

Iranian brass amulet that renders its bearer more attractive and helps her capture and subdue a lover. The lover is symbolized as beast of burden.

[decayed-up-marxist-deactivated2]

i wasnt instrumental or important or anything but i definitly pushed transmisogony hard as a model of analysis back in the day and convinced a lot of irl people on it and now i feel very anime protag "oh god what i have done" looking over them unleashing some massive weapon. because idk what the fucking is going on with most of this stuff. transfeminism, transmisogony-as-framework and queer theory have always had an interesting history,,, I remember we used to share Maria Lugones a lot on here back in the day and we were certainly better for it but even that slowly retreated into a simple intersectional demand that "we are all fundamentally cut off from each other and colonised trans women have nothing in common with coloniser trans woman" Which like yeah there was a bit of that but the fundamental point was how gender is produced by and through colonialism. Idk I think marxist political economy had a lot to add to this discussion but we were stuck in the quagmire of "reproductive labour" and fuck whats the phrase called? oh reproduction theory!! i dont deny the importance of reproductive labour at all but the way reproduction theory made reproductive labour into a stable economic category like,,,, did the enemies work for them. What am i saying? oh yeah! A bunch of white trans women are drawing huge fucking lines between themselves and TMEs and presenting this barriers as completely unovercomeable when any engagement with a serious political project as a white person whose probably mono-lingual, probably doesn't know a lot about the history of racism in their area, etc etc is going to require overcoming the entrenched barriers and hostilitys of hundreds of years of blood sheed designed to keep people seperate. So much of gendered violence is violence to make you stay, pull you back into the family, remind you whose in control. So much of racist violence is just fucking exterminatory because it is the logic of armys and warfare. it is the logic of a settler whos sees himself in a forign land constantly have to purge the wilderness of like,,, his neighbour whose like perfectly nice to him. anyway whateves. chill out of the TME bashing and you might have it in you to talk to black and brown people around you who don't sound exactly how you need them to sound. abysmall state of affairs. QUEERS PLAY DND, QUEERS LOVE WARHAMMER, QUEERS LOVE EXPENSIVE OUTFITS, QUEERS LOVE THE LATEST AWESOME TV SHOW! it has to stop. queers have to love the potential for a world that is not this one

[cathedral-of-misery]

Bahram Gur and the Indian Princess in the Black Pavilion

Folio from a Khamsa (Quintet) by Nizami, ca. 1548

Iran, Fars, Shiraz

Freer Gallery of Art

[barnacleheretic]

I used to have this printed out and hung on my wall

maybe I should put it back up