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ignore this poast its a 2do list for my site

scrolling marquee for fav shit and rdr2 shrine

>>PLANT REVIEW PAGE EMBED INTO RDR2SHRINE

>>(finish plant review page)

>>rdr2 shrine: keep flex div with bg, overlay black box div to cover gaps. Place btwn container and main/side

style up the shrine directory (add container, add salieri doodle)

Vampire! Magazine directory when issue 8 comes out

add link to commission formalities on com sheet. change social media links and add .button property

WIDEN RIGHT SIDEBAR PAINTJOB. NO SHIT HANGING OFF

restore the readmore/less button on writing page. why tf did I get rid of that?

Doodles:

>>Oliver fav albums "do you like Cannibal Corpse?" American psycho monologue

>>Skrilliant fav movies trying to pick one to watch

>>Salieri on fav artists talking about the impact of Russian realism on the world of fine art

2b updated as i progress owob

#pinned #Personal

heavenpierceher

funkyfeefee

The thing about American "leftist" comedians is that they aren't actually leftist, they are the Imperial Court Jesters. They stand on a stage, point directly at the blood-soaked gears of the war machine, make a little tee-hee noise, and the crowd erupts. Not because they are critiquing the machine, but because the laughter is a pressure release valve for the people inside it. Take the video of that stand-up asking the defense contractor if she helped Trump bomb those 160 Iranian school girls, and everyone laughing, including the contractor herself. That laughter is ritual absolution. The contractor laughs because she knows she will never face a tribunal. The audience laughs because they get to feel "self-aware" without having to actually stop anything. The joke doesn't condemn the contractor; it humanizes her, turns her into a lovable scamp who just happens to have a job graphing the velocity of shrapnel through children's bodies. By making it a punchline, the comedian sanitizes the atrocity. The blood is scrubbed off the stage. The audience gets to say "wow, we are so edgy for talking about it" while the person who builds the bombs gets to chuckle and order another drink. It is not satire, it is a team-building exercise for the empire.

Then there is the YouTuber talking about Transformers, casually dropping the "Iraq war aesthetic" like it's a color palette. Desert punk. Military core. A vibe. This is what happens when your country hasn't had a war on its own soil in living memory; the violence becomes media, a backdrop for childhood toys. The explosions are no longer the sound of mothers screaming; they are cool action sequences. They are digesting the visual debris of massacre as a nostalgic fashion choice, scraping the trauma off and compressing it into a genre for their retro-futurist fantasies. The apocalypse becomes a mood board.

And finally, the girl recounting celebrity love triangles from her childhood, flippantly mentioning how the U.S. was "busy with the Iraq war or whatever." Or whatever. That single phrase is the thesis statement of American innocence. Over a million dead, a region destabilized for a century, an endless river of grief; and for her, it was the commercial break between pop culture segments. It didn't raise her rent. It didn't stop her Wi-Fi. The violence is geo-locked to brown skin and distant deserts, just background noise like a refrigerator humming. She has the luxury of forgetting because the machine doesn't eat her children, it eats yours.

Americans don't hate the machine; they love the output. They hate the mess of it. So they turn it into jokes, into aesthetic, into "whatever." Because if they stopped laughing, if they stopped scrolling, if they actually looked at the 4K drone footage of the aftermath instead of the cool explosion CGI in their movies, they would have to realize that the lithium in their phones, the gas in their tanks, and the comfort of their suburban cul-de-sacs are all greased with the fat of foreign children. And they can't handle that. So they laugh. They turn it into a vibe. They call it "the Iraq war or whatever." You can't deconstruct the master's house with the master's jokes, especially when the punchline is the corpses holding up the floorboards.

#the cognitive dissonance of being aware of all of this and watching people casually say this shit is so fucking jarring #it makes you feel like you're going insane

roomwithavoid

spooky halloween dividers! please feel free to request more halloween themes in the notes, as i plan to make more of these!

(f2u with or without credit AFTER reblogging this post!)

[BLINKIES MASTERPOST] [TOYHOUSE MIRROR] [KOFI]

#Graphics #divs

strangergraphics

spooky season pixel dividers:

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#Graphics #divs

ajulesr

Arthur, Sadie and Charles - rdr2 fanart

#rdr2

godivaghoul

#Inspiration #Aesthetic

Sketch

Mini repo poster dump cuz I can.. I luv these oh so much!! When I get my hands on a printer OH WE RUNNIN OUTTA INK 😭🙏🤞

#Repo! The Genetic Opera

antiadvil

Happy migraine and headache awareness month. This may seem like a minor terminology nitpick, but it’s a serious misconception about migraine: nausea is an actual migraine symptom, not a thing that happens because of the headache. When people with migraine experience nausea during attacks, it’s not because the pain is so bad (the idea that migraine is always excruciatingly painful is also a myth), it’s because migraine causes a lot of symptoms that aren’t pain, including nausea.

This goes for other symptoms as well: although pain can definitely contribute to people’s experiences of these symptoms, fatigue and brain fog are actual migraine symptoms, not just pain symptoms.

This is also your friendly PSA that nausea is not a normal tension headache symptom, if you frequently get nauseous with your headaches, you almost certainly have migraine.

#i end up partially losing my vision a lot or seeing visual disturbances like zigzags #or like analog rainbow tv static #migraines are wild