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unsorted tumblelog nowhere near personal style or aesthetics

[westcoastavengers]

Sandman by Roger Cruz

[childofdune]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4Q4kXw2M1Y)

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Warren Ellis's "Normal": serialized technothriller about futurists driven mad by tech-overload and bleakness

In Normal, Warren Ellis (previously) sets a technothriller in a kind of rehab center for futurists and foresight specialists who’ve developed “abyss gaze” – a kind of special bleak depression that overtakes people who plug themselves into the digital world 24/7 in order to contemplate our precarious days to come.

Normal was written as four 50-page short stories, published in weekly installments (part one came out yesterday; you can preorder part two, part three and part four at $1.79 each) – they’ll be collected between covers and published as a stand-alone novel in November by Farrar, Strauss, Giroux.

Ellis intends the work to be read in weekly installments on digital devices, though, and live the lives of the characters who are being driven mad “by the very technologies that prompted the characters’ mental breakdowns.”

http://boingboing.net/2016/07/13/warren-elliss-normal-se.html

[tomewing-blog]

Reminded once again that your parents’ relationships with their parents are the novel you live in the sequel of but can never actually read.

[childofdune]

[childofdune]

We are organisms, not computers. Get over it.

[tomfordvelvetorchid-deactivated]

ok but i love this video

[arabellesicardi]

this is one of my favorites

[purplebuddhaproject]

Isn’t it sad how some people’s grip on their lives is so precarious that they’ll embrace any preposterous delusion rather than face an occasional bleak truth?

Bill Watterson, The Complete Calvin and Hobbes

(via purplebuddhaproject)

[vulpinemusings-deactivated20211]

Cassidy, Preacher

[childofdune]

Oh I liked this. Contrary to my usual reaction, I am having high hopes for this. I think part of it is because I really clicked with the cast.

[michigrim]

Neon Genesis Evangelion Episode 22 “Don’t Be (Director’s Cut)” (1996) Produced by Gainax

The use of Dolls as a motif in this episode is rather interesting

Mamoru Oshii in the script for Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence described the psychology for the fear of dolls thusly

[It’s] the uncertainty that perhaps something that appears to be alive actually isn’t and the uncertainty that on the other hand something that doesn’t appear to be alive actually is. If you want to know what makes dolls so unnerving it’s because they are modeled after humans. In other words they are man created in their own image. [It] creates the fear that the human phenomenon is fundamentally devoid of meaning and purpose…that humanity can be reduced to simple mechanical parts.

In the context of the story the use of the motif of dolls reflects the fear of being replaced. To be cast aside in favor of something new. Broken mechanical parts swapped out for newer ones that last longer and work harder.

Asuka as a character values her skills as a pilot because they give her a sense of self worth through others dependence on her. She takes pride in her competitive spirit and in her high synch ratios. She loves the fact that others depend on her to defend them against the Angels. However, she is dependent on others for her sense of self worth despite her personality. After all, human beings are social creatures and we depend on each other for both social, physical, and mental needs in different ways. You simply can’t live a healthy life “on your own”.  Without the ability to pilot the EVA, she is cast aside like a broken doll or broken parts in a machine by the power structure of NERV and SEELE which soon finds a new “toy” to replace her with in their game now that she no longer has any value to them.

As a side note the language that Gendo uses when discussing the pilots is rather interesting, in the subtitles pilots are rarely if ever referred to by their names, the exception being Rei. Even Rei outright states that if she dies she can simply be replaced. When Shinji shows up he’s referred to as “the spare”. The pilots are simply interchangeable parts in the command structure, kicked out when no longer useful and replaced.

[childofdune]

This was one thing I have had trouble reconciling with in her character (and still do) - when I first watched it, I refused to implement the idea that to develop an identity, your own sense of self and self worth, you need to depend on others in such a way. I still have trouble discerning what in my identity is really mine - if I can even see something as fluid as identity in such a way, in a sense, what feels true only to me. Her being harsh in valuing others in such a competitive way and judging them in both being better or worse than her made me uncomfortable. It still does, because even though all actions in the end have consequences for others, to me she still feels like she is judging herself and others in a way of how much they are important to something in her mind and not something that could be called the greater good - they all do that, in a way, but she is the one I feel like is imposing her own specific expectations on others. Those expectations could not be met in any satisfying way, both for her and other characters.   This sets an even more anxious tone, because she sets herself as one more person others can disappoint. I have watched the series a few times over the years, and even though characters are very similar in their motivations because of their actions, somehow,  I find that I can always, in a way, redeem every character except for Asuka. They are all guided by fear, but hers.... hers is aggressive and in turn creates even more fear.

[thenexusofawesome]

Evangelion: Another Impact

A Short Anime project from Khara studios, This Should Be A Full Lenth Movie.

Source, Source 2

[theclassicsreader]

All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is. Take it moment by moment.

Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via theclassicsreader)

[williamkaplanaltman]

I have been trying to figure out how to express my thoughts, and I think I am ready, so here goes (trigger warning for death and school shootings):

On Wednesday, June 1st, there was a shooting at my school, UCLA. I was in class, the final meeting for a seminar before finals week, and preparing to give my final presentation. We talk easily, a box of donuts on one of the tables. After many weeks, we are comfortable with each other in a way classes rarely are. But then my friend’s voice cuts through the air like a bullet shell falling to the ground: there’s been a shooting in the engineering building. 

Everything freezes like that moment at the crest of a hill on a roller coaster, where it all hangs in the balances before the fall. It’s a fall, but it doesn’t feel like a little girl flying. Then, it’s all happening. We’ve barricaded the doors with spare tables that block the windows in the doors. One of the doors doesn’t lock. And then, we wait.

Rumors fly, monsters taking on different shapes with every word of information and misinformation. We depend solely on our electronics. One truth seems to hold out above the tides of uncertainty: two are dead.

We wait.

I have sent the text to my parents I imagine is a nightmare that hangs in the consciousness of all parents in the America we have today. They are hundreds of miles away with only the knowledge that there is a shooter on my campus, I am locked in a room, and they can do nothing but wait. All of us can do nothing but wait.

My professor talks me through deep breaths as I feel an oncoming panic attack. I respond to a flood of texts and search social media for any information. I close everything for a moment and stare at the image of Carol Danvers that @kristaferanka did for International Women’s Day that is my phone background. I got back to responding to texts. In my inbox beneath one text conversation I see months of compiled messages from @kellysue and her BGSD network. 

I scroll through the list of motivational messages, until I see one from March 29th: “You are not alone, little shark.”

This brings up tears. I’m in a room with friends. We are together. No one is an island. I think of the anniversary issue of Captain Marvel where Carol reads letters from Jess and Rhodey. So I open tumblr and start looking up random comic pages of Captain Marvel, thinking of Carol’s courage. 

On twitter, Kelly Sue had retweeted a post about what was happening at UCLA. I felt that connection to the world again. I tweeted her, thanking her for Carol and the BGSD list, not expecting a response.

Almost immediately, she responds: “Hey, I’m here. You want distracting? How’s your phone battery?” 

I’m pretty sure my jaw drops at this point. It all feels surreal.

So I keep tweeting with her, she tells me she’s not stressed (which I was afraid of) and asks me about little big things: if I have a charger, if my parents know I’m safe, etc. I realize that I’ve been collapsing in on myself, and there is more I can do. I hug my friends, and walk around the room asking if everyone is okay. It’s the least I can do.

Then Kelly Sue tweets to the Carol Corps (fans of Carol Danvers) to send me awful dad jokes in the true style of our hero. Next thing, I know, it’s happening. Strangers are tweeting anything from well wishes to “What’s brown and sticky? A stick.”

I get these messages until the lockdown is lifted and we all stumble out of the classroom like we’re seeing the world again. Dining hall staff is back to work almost immediately, somehow finding it in them to smile while feeding and taking care of us. Kelly Sue tells me to get life affirming burritos- I get sandwich and hope it’s close enough. As soon as I am back to my dorm, I change into a Captain Marvel sweater I have. I pull out “In Pursuit of Flight” and leaf through Helen Cobb’s letter. I fall asleep.

I am an English major, and often get questions about what I’ll do with that or snide comments that I’m somehow doing something “lesser.” But I have stood by it, because above all else, I believe in stories. Dozens of people all around the world, leading different lives, chipped in to make sure I was safe and comfortable, wanting to make me laugh. My favorite author was looking out for me, a 19 year old fan who has dreamed of being like her. We were all connected by this character, a hero, and what she stands for. She is bravery and strength, not backing down in the face of adversity, and reaching for more. That is the power of storytelling, and how it is not and never has been just words and pictures on a page. Society and literature have a codependent relationship, shaping each other. 

So the idea that has been forming in my mind, that I have been unable to shake is this:

We do not write heroes as a form of escapist fantasy to dream of what humans can be. We write heroes to highlight what we already are. 

[violet-nomad-deactivated2018120]

KSD, have you seen this?

[kellysue]

I had not. 

Carol Corps, why do you always make me CRY?!  I HAVE WORK TO DO DAMMIT. 

Also: I love you. 

[johngoodwin225-deactivated20180]

“Isn’t it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?” - Douglas Adams

[yoursummerhaven]

[alexheathen]

“Fantasy is not antirational, but pararational; not realistic but surrealistic, a heightening of reality. In Freud’s terminology, it employs primary not secondary process thinking. It employs archetypes which, as Jung warned us, are dangerous things. Fantasy is nearer to poetry, to mysticism, and to insanity than naturalistic fiction is. It is a wilderness, and those who go there should not feel too safe.”

Ursula K. LeGuin (via impatientzero)

[oliviascolmans]

[childofdune]

I had many, many issues with the first game, but aesthetic and the world itself was never one of them, and I will probably play the second one just....to see it again. I don’t really have any nostalgia for the story - if nothing, I hope it will be executed better and with more feeling in the second game.