It is happening again

[cyberbaptism]

2026 resolutions/affirmations:

-move. out. stay. moved. out. Build a life for yourself.

-write more. Attend poetry readings. Attend workshops.

-keep your wits about you. You're not an idiot. You've never been an idiot. You're the furthest thing from stupid. This is a double edged sword. Learn to wield it. Stop hurting yourself. If you really have to then do it only on thursdays.

-stop smoking. it hurts your wallet (important) and your lungs (less important)

-you're a whole person. You're not an extension of your parents. You're not a child. When you go anywhere people will perceive you as an independent agent and will attribute whatever good or bad behaviors you exhibit to you and you only with little to no consideration as to why or how you're the way that you are. Accept kindness and compliments graciously. Accept criticism only if it's in good faith. You gotta own yourself. You gotta hear what people think of you, process it, and then decide on whether you think it's true or not. Even if you're wrong and they end up being right it doesn't matter. You need to have a stable opinion of yourself. You need a sense of identity.

-Don't hate going to work. Stop any and all negative feelings about working unless they're actually valid. You can hate work if your boss is an asshole, you can hate your work if your coworkers are actually nightmarish people, you can hate work temporarily if you're tired or sick, but anything else is unacceptable. Don't just mope and feel bad that you're doing xyz unskilled labor job. Don't say to yourself in your head that this is boring, that this is stupid, that you should be doing more. Your coworkers are probably gonna be kinda sorta uninteresting npcs. This is okay. Feel neutral about work. Don't think about work before or after work. You're at work only when you're at work. Work =/= life. You need to work. Everybody works. You need money to pay bills and eat. Work = money which we like and need. Therefore work = good, actually unless the above mentioned valid reasons to hate work are present. Then you go find work that's good, actually.

-stop picking at your face.

-stop telling yourself you're ugly eve if it's kinda true. You're kinda chopped and you're allowed to feel neutral about it.

-ideology doesn't take precedence over connection. Learn to get along with people who don't share your exact worldview. Filter shit out. You didn't hear that. This is good for you because you won't be angry all the time. Anger leads to despair leads to depression. We don't like depression. Also you gotta network. You can't make an enemy out of everyone. You might not agree with this person's view on anything but they hold a key to a door you need opened. This sort of pragmatism is a bit cynical and wholly self interested which is exactly what you need in order to survive on your own. This is how people succeed in this system. It's not evil. You're just playing the game.

[cyberbaptism]

Reblogging this and pinning it because I need to do this

[mrsterlingeverything]

Boyfriends say shit like my favorite song is happy birthday

[cyberbaptism]

Anxious because I think I might've made a huge mistake at work yesterday fuuuuuc

[spitelesss]

if you sneeze without covering your mouth on public transit then you deserve *pauses to consider my convictions regarding punitive justice* *nods head resolutely* the death penalty

[mechanicalrot]

*meeeting a friend for coffee* friend: how's work been?

me: oh you know *mimes putting a gun in my mouth but i moan a little and start sucking the barrel and pushing it deeper

[alanrobertmassey]

"Drunk on a Sunday Afternoon" from my debut poetry collection Clean Afternoon Love

Much Love,

Alan

[sacred-portal]

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

First ape to go to the watering hole with a container and put some of the water in it so that they could drink more later without returning to the watering hole must have been lauded as a fucking genius.

[lyricwritesprose]

Actually, as someone who used to study anthropology (albeit a very long time ago), I think it is generally accepted by now that the ability to Carry Containers Of Stuff is generally agreed to be one of the real tool-using leaps in human development, perhaps as important as fire. I mean, you'll get the impression that people studying early humans are basically spearhead experts, but that's just because spearheads don't decay. (And because for a long time people assumed that hunting was The Most Important Thing, which has a fascinating intersection with implicit bias and sexism and stuff, and yes I am still bitter at things like 2001 for popularizing the idea that the most important part of human evolution was the ability to bash the shit out of a thing/animal/person, but that's a whole other story.)

Carrying stuff is huge.

If you can put meat in a bag, you can carry more meat. If you can put something like nuts in a bag, then nuts abruptly become a food that you can bring back to the tribe or save for later and not a food that you're required to eat on the spot because they are tiresome and stupid to carry by hand. In both cases your ability to feed yourself and your tribe just got a whole fuck of a lot better.

If you can put your baby in a bag, you now have both your hands free to stick a spear into things, pick nuts, fish, dig tasty cicadas out of the ground, etc. Your ability to feed yourself and your tribe just got a whole fuck of a lot better, and so did your ability to defend yourself while you do it. (And let's face it, your babies were already getting downright ridiculous in terms of the time it takes them to be fully walking-ready, due to brain size and being essentially premature; inventing Multitasking With Baby is like, pure survival at this point, and your way to do that is to create a specialized bag.)

If you can put water in a bag (first water containers very well may have been animal bladders or stomachs, not pots) you can bring water to your sick tribe members and they have a much higher chance of recovering.

And then you have elaborations of the basic "thing that contains objects" idea. If you make an exceptionally loosely woven bag and put it in the water, you can on occasion finesse some fish into it. And then you have delicious fish. If you put yourself in a loose and flexible bag of animal skin, your tribe can operate in the cold better, which changes your entire migration pattern and opens up new environments to you. If you make a hard container and fill it with water and put it over your fire, you have invented a new type of cooking that unlocks whole new food types, such as vegetables that need softening in order for humans to eat them. (Of course at the same time your stomach is becoming steadily more dependent on being able to fuck with your food in this way, but that isn't necessarily a bad thing, because the less energy you spend on digestion, the more energy you have to spend on other things, like brains. And big brains are good for unlocking whole new levels of communication, allowing for fantastic new levels of foraging cooperation, passing knowledge through generations, mate selection, and even various sorts of mental recreation where you imagine something that you don't see, and then convey that to your fellow beings.)

Bags are important, is what I'm saying.

[typewriter-worries]

#269: Rate My Art

[bobdylanyaoi]

“Subverting” Catholic art? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You log onto the internet and you post about how “Wound of Christ” from Psalter and Prayer Book of Bonne de Luxembourg, attributed to Jean le Noir, c.1349, for instance, looks like a vulva because you're trying to tell the world that you enjoy Catholic art and imagery in an alternative, queer, risqué way that challenges Christian beliefs. But what you don't know is that that stigma isn’t just a vulva. It's not just a mandorla. It's not just yonic. It's actually intentionally erotic. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that around 1297, Saint Angela of Foligno experienced a vision of Christ himself, who called her to put her mouth to the wound in his side and lick the freshly flowing blood. And then I think it was Saint Catherine of Siena who drank blood and a clear liquid from the wound before receiving a ring made from Christ’s foreskin? And then graphically erotic encounters with the side wound of Christ quickly showed up in the writings of eight different mystics. And then the yonic interpretation of the stigmata filtered down through the illuminated manuscripts and then trickled on down into some pseudo-intellectual corner of the internet…where you, no doubt, fished it out of some Pinterest board. However, that interpretation represents hundreds of years and countless visions of religious ecstasy. And it's sort of comical how you think that you've come up with an idea that exempts you from Christian theology when, in fact…you're posting an image that was sexualized for you by the very Medieval saints you think you’re so different than…from “subverted” Catholic art.

[dogpuppy]

[sacred-portal]

[cyberbaptism]

Got so sick yesterday. Working today, still sick. Can't wait to go home and get high and. Sleep

[despazito]

I like when construction workers spray paint their strange sigils on the pavement

[segamascott]

[etchif]

Class solidarity leaving people's bodies the second workers going on strike inconveniences them in the slightest

[blackcoffeestudies]

Mutual fascination is always a risky business. Lacan suggests that it is the consequence of an imaginary identification in which the self strives to incorporate the other in an act as aggressive as it is loving. It is never clear who, snake or snake charmer, is mesmerized by whom.

Elizabeth Grosz, Jacques Lacan: A feminist introduction