Burning Typewriters - a a banishing blessing to all that does not serve, or has failed, me.
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Why working in porn is better than working in gaming or literature
Porn is better than working in gaming because interactions actually occur with people and content. Porn is better than working in literature because .... interactions actually occur with people, content, and money. Or literally anything. Working in literature is like singing alone in a spacious opera house, at night, in the dark. Who cares?
In porn, people actually like what I do and they say so, vehemently and often. People pay for the content I create, and are happy to do so. No one buys porn out of pity or discomfort with my poverty. Porn is better than literature because I would rather deal with yet another white male cishet dipshit (they are predictable and directable) than...an endless wall of literally nothing. It’s not even a comparison. One of these is worth my time.
Porn is better than gaming because I’m not just a content mill where nothing I do will ever do anything except disappear into the commercial void , returning as money from anonymous quiet people who do not identify themselves and will never speak of my work. No one in porn is paying me because I’m poor. No one subscribes to my porn feeds out of a feeling of guilt or injustice.
Unlike gaming or literature, in porn I'm not a deniable asset. In porn I don't have to constantly dumb myself down to deal with repressed assholes who are afraid of living life. In porn no one expects or believes the world to be PG-13.
People want to collaborate in porn.
There is no fake ass "solidarity" in porn.
Fake people are easier to identify in porn.
There are no rules lawyers in god damn porn.
No one expects me to do their work for them in porn.
In porn, I don't have to colour inside someone else's lines.
In porn, I don't have to dumb things down for the American market & mindset.
In porn no one moves the date of a major release of my content without telling me
NO ONE STEALS MY CONTENT AND PASSES IT OFF AS THEIR OWN IN PORN
By the Sea’s Salts and the Sky’s Gardens , I am ill of it.
The Typewriters are burning. Turn the page.
The time for subtle arts has passed, Our Magic must be vulgar
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Colour Guard with Molotovs,
Gwendolyn Scarlet, Poet, Socialator, Cheerleader for Great Chaos
The Ides of March, 2026
Death to Tyranny














