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I copy pasted parts of this but I do hand letter everything, because while I'm trying to work easier as I'm chronically ill, I am still chronically stupid

inkskinned

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

pigmenting

hitch your heart to one small thing

reminds me of this!

Here’s the short comic I made for @pichikui’s Danny Phantom charity zine, GOING GHOST! She’s selling digital copies on her gumroad if anyone missed out! Profits are donated to RAICES 👻💀!!

#danny phantom #comic

We forgot about it

I once signed up to participate in a study on how depression affects memory, forgot I was meant to go do it, and when I emailed to apologise to the PhD student running it she basically told me that a) she was very used to this happening and b) the weird irony of her theories’ correctness making it very difficult to arrange proving them had by now gone from infuriating to hysterical

plain-flavoured-english

I went to the Grand Canyon when I was depressed and I literally forgot the whole thing. Like, the only reason I even know I was there is that I have photographs of myself standing in front of the Grand Canyon with dead eyes but i have absolutely no memory of it

People talk about depression like it’s just being sad all the time but straight up your brain stops working and sadness is just one of the many, many consequences of that

dangerousyako

There’s a solid chunk between 2012 and 2016 where i barely remember anything except a few events.

#mental health #huh

sam-i-am-27

Wanna hear a shitty movie idea?

It’s a crime/comedy movie about two rivaling crime robbing syndicates trying to beat each other to the same deals. Pretty generic, right?

The twist is that they don’t really know anyone on the other side of the war and one day, the top agents go to steal the prize jewel, run into each other and end in a fight that results in their masks being taken off.

Turns out, the two groups are clones of each other and all the main ones are played by actors that are always confused because they look so similar.

Tom Hardy and Logan Marshal Green

Jeffery Dean Morgan and Javier Bardem

Amy Adams and Isla Fisher

Keira Knightly and Natalie Portman

The teams even have their own janitors/voice of reason!

Rupert Grint and Ed Sheeran

And, of course, the leader of both gangs and eventual main villain are Elijah Woods and Daniel Radcliffe.

dancinbutterfly

Someone tell Dan and Elijah. These assholes are the kind of tiny men who would make it happen and we all know it.

#lol

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I found this on Facebook and it's actually super important:

#huh #signal boost #legality

nevver

Camera obscura, KangHee Kim

#photography #clouds

earendil-was-a-mariner

Lord of the Rings ending except it’s Willy Wonka. Frodo throws the one ring in the lava, and Sauron comes out and says you did it my boy and then he gives Mordor to Frodo.