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Shared via Kindle. Description: Twelve pieces of erotic poetry, a companion to the short fiction "Bloom". This work depicts acts of BDSM and consensual interpersonal violence. Proceed with that in mind, and please keep yourself safe.
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The Cincinnati Enquirer, Ohio, July 8, 1911
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The Guest — Francesco Balsamo
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What do you mean by That's Not A Deer in the mountains near you????
Anyone who spends decent amount of time in Appalachia knows the Not Deer. If you’ve gone on the Blue Ridge Parkway at night, you’ve probably seen him.Now: keep in mind if you don’t live in an area with a lot of deer, deer are freaky bastards on their own. They’re really big, extremely agile, move surprisingly quietly, and are extremely durable. It’s not unheard of for someone to hit a deer and total their car. Once I heard a story of a man who hit a deer on accident and decided to take it home and least get some good meat out of a bad situation. On the drive home the deer woke up and absolutely shredded the inside of this man’s trunk. They’re very cute but you definitely don’t want to mess with one. Just keep that relationship in the back of your mind. Anyway, the Not Deer is more or less what I’d call a folk cryptid. Everybody has their story about it. They’re all somewhat similar. You’re in a car at night, in a rural, heavily wooded area, and probably a bit lost. It’s not wildly uncommon to see a opossum crossing the road, see blips of little animals with your headlights. You see a deer. So you/your friends go “Oh! Deer!” and slow down in case it leaps in front of you. Then you see it more clearly. There’s just something wrong about it. There’s something about its eyes. You feel your stomach get heavy like a rock, the hair on your neck raise. You sense intelligence that you shouldn’t. It doesn’t move like a deer, it moves like a… oh god, what is that thing? Whatever that thing is, it’s not a deer and we need to leave. You hit the gas and get the hell out of there.A group of my friends got lost on the Parkway once and reemerged with a chilling story. They aren’t the kind of folks to lie or over exaggerate. Among other freaky stuff that happened, the driver claimed she saw a deer in the road. Then she noticed the deer was on two legs.
I have a story about the Not Deer from two summers ago. I lived deep in the Appalachia mountains at the time, unlike the foothills I’m in now. I was wandering in the woods, probably two thirds of a mile from my house at that point, as one does when they live two miles down a twisting dirt road with the nearest town (and therefore things to do) thirty minutes away, when I heard brush moving. I knew it was probably a harmless animal- a possum, or a deer, maybe a particularly destructive rabbit, and I turned to look.
well. hm. it was a deer in the way that a graveyard is a playground. you can treat it as such, I guess, but it won’t feel the same.
it was about thirty feet away from me, staring. wild deer don’t stare at random people to begin with- they just run away. she was breathing hard and making a low rumbling sound. I didn’t really know what to do, and I hadn’t really thought about the dangers of going near wild animals even if they are “harmless” deer, so I went towards her.
I swear to god, this thing’s eyes blanked out and it took a couple jerking steps forward, moving really strangely? and I flinched, because what the hell, and then she ran off to the side while staring at me until she was about fifty feet away. it was deeply unsettling in a way that I can’t explain and I know that that thing was not quite a deer.
I sprinted all the way home.
I’ve seen something like this myself. I would say “The joints went the wrong way” but it was more that there might have been more or less joints than you’d expect? The bends were not where the bends go. And the shape of the face was wrong in a way I’d describe as: You have a friend who only draws wolves. They’re really, really, really good at wolves. You want them to draw a deer. They try their best, and neither of you are exactly pleased with the results. There was also an issue of scale - like you gave a deer the proportions of a moose.
I’ve heard “Deer” comes from “Deor” which just means “beast” or “quadruped” so… it was definitely a Deor, but 100% not a Deer.
I collect spooky stories from other people and a friend once told me about driving back from a “ghost hunt” out in SE Oklahoma, seeing what they described as “like a deer” that stood in the middle of the road, and refused to move. So when one of them got out to go shoo it away by hand they all realized, about the same time… that it was only almost a deer. They described the collective reaction as wildly disproportionate to what they remember having seen - which was just … not quite a deer?
They said there was about fifteen minutes of foot to the floor speeding before they all, right about the same time, felt a change in mood come over them and they began to sob like “little scared kids”. It was only weeks later that they were like “You know… deer don’t look anything like that.”
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The light house
Daniel Merriam
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The trickster
21 x 29,7cm, ink on paper, Kevin Lucbert, 2018.
Bone Fire ig:@hrafnsunnaart
When the stag stands erect, the tower
[of branches on his head] is three
times as tall. When he bends
down, it’s three times as
deep. If he jumped up
onto a steep cliff, you
could climb up his
crown all the way
to the stars.
—Vítězslav
Nezval
Almost a herd: my collection of vintage deer is prancing along.
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So my friend’s kid has celiac and dyslexia and reading labels is difficult for them (also they’re like 7) so he’s teaching their pigeon, Grey Boy, to read the labels and identify ingredients with gluten. It’s going well, other than Nick thought it would be a good idea to make the behavior when the pigeon does find a bad ingredient to just fucking…wing slap the box. Just beat the shit out of it like, “no! BAD gluten! BAD!”
I see a lot of “they taught a pigeon to read?” comments and thought I’d explain a bit more.
So it’s not really like their friend’s pigeon now knows how to read. He’s not going to be terribly interested in a novel you hand him (unless he decides it looks like a good nest.) However pigeons are remarkably good at pattern recognition, especially visual patterns. They out-perform humans when it comes to things like identifying artwork/distinguishing between different artist’s works. So it is pretty easy for them to recognize a visual arrangement of ink, such as a printed word, and be taught to respond to that particular pattern. So when looking at an ingredient list the pigeon learns to pick out the specific pattern(s) he’s been taught to react to among the other patterns (words.)
So he sees “wheat” and doesn’t read it the way humans do (w-h-e-a-t spells wheat), but rather sees the arrangement of pigment that he has been trained to slap. So he slaps it.
He will have to be taught every single gluten containing ingredient for it to be super useful, but it is definitely possible, which is super cool! Plus it makes a little kid’s life easier, and enriches Gray Boy.
Skinner did experiments with pigeons that showed how a pigeon can learn to respond to a visual pattern cue, if your interested more in the science behind it.
Oh yeah wasn’t there a study a while back about pigeons recognizing cancer cells from photos of cell close-ups better than doctors could?
Yeah, I shared a version of this post earlier, and this is a nice succinct explanation of how a pigeon is supposed to be “reading.” Pigeons are really good at pattern recognition, and they have great eyesight! And they’re very trainable. There was actually a coast guard search and rescue program for years that used trained pigeons mounted in capsules under helicopters to locate shipwreck survivors in turbulent waters. They were trained to peck a button if they spotted rescue orange in the waters below the helicopter, and they did it faster and more accurately than humans by a substantial margin. The program was only discontinued when digital camera tech surpassed both humans and pigeons.
Putting a creature that can fly inside a flying machine is hilarious to me
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Hello again
So, lately I’ve found myself spending time around here again, so I thought I should write an update and be back officially or something.
I’ve really missed the feeling of community, I haven’t missed scrolling passively until the middle of the night lol. I’m yet to figure out how to use this website in a way that’s healthy for me (and stick with it). But, idk, I guess what’s new is that now I’m more accepting/aware of the fact that finding balance with things like this is probably not something I can “solve” once and for all and more something to aim for one day at a time.
Anyway.
I hope you guys have been well!
Welcome back! I recently came back again too, and have been thinking about the same problem.
My strategy has been to ruthlessly prune my follow list until my dash is stress free (I can read the news on my own time.), and also has much fewer potato-chip posts. I like cute animals as much as the next person, but I don’t need a hundred of them every day. As for whether people will get offended by my unfollows, well, I haven’t been here in a year anyway.
There’s also a setting in xkit that allows you to skip all the reblogs and see originals only. That way you can stay up to date on what your friends are actually doing rather than looking at every thing they thought looked interesting at the time.
And I’ve got my favorite tags bookmarked properly, and plan to use those more than the actual dash.
I still do have a habit of getting bored and “pacing” around my internet haunts, but since there’s not as much for me to look at here, I continue on and find something else to do. It takes me maybe ten minutes to look at stuff rather than a couple hours.
Thank you!
And thanks for the tips, it’s very helpful, I’m gonna look into that.
It’s too funny, I use the same potato chip metaphor for content (all the stuff that feels great and kinda addictive, but doesn’t actually feed me that much).
Hello again
So, lately I’ve found myself spending time around here again, so I thought I should write an update and be back officially or something.
I’ve really missed the feeling of community, I haven’t missed scrolling passively until the middle of the night lol. I'm yet to figure out how to use this website in a way that’s healthy for me (and stick with it). But, idk, I guess what’s new is that now I’m more accepting/aware of the fact that finding balance with things like this is probably not something I can “solve” once and for all and more something to aim for one day at a time.
Anyway.
I hope you guys have been well!
I am well within my legal rights to wheel pigeons around in a baby stroller
Op what does this mean
i have big plans!
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How many pigeons is too many pigeons?
Great question. Here’s the paradox—one is too many, and a hundred’s not nearly enough. We’ve got our top team on it, and we’re still no closer to breaking this mystery wide open.
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The Pittsburgh Press, Pennsylvania, December 1, 1916
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a hollow god
it’s been almost a full year since my first comic with these two–>(x) it was really cool looking at how much my art style has changed since then. all of these comics right now are experimental but i might make a zine of these two in the future
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I’ve created a account on dreamwidth: dreaming_and_doubting
Feel free to add me!
How to Make Dreamwidth Mobile-Friendly
Or at least better for small devices
This assumes you already have DW account -Login. - go to the Journal Style editing page ( https://www.dreamwidth.org/customize/)
-In section 2 “Select a New Theme”, go to the text box, and type “Mobility”
- Pick either the light or dark theme
-Read things on your phone easier.
-Optional - Go back to the journal style page and customize a bunch of stuff to your liking
Aha, it works! Nice!
