mnemone

A SYSTEM COALESCED AROUND MEMBRANE, WIRE, SCALE, AND SLUDGE fuck it let's do art fuck it let's do music fuck it let's do everything if they're going to flood the world with slop then it is up to us, the masses, to fight back create a flood of our own of reality, and of life they|she|it, radical pervert beast, if you are a minor: go away system alpha release year: 1988 v1.0: 2007 v1.5: 2016 v2.0: 2017 v2.5: 2022 v3.0: 2026

[rambrandt-the-painter]

I've invented a cognito hazard for lizard therians (tattoo idea I had)

[rambrandt-the-painter]

Ngl the idea of painting this on myself is driving me a little nuts... why have I never tried body art

[kytober]

The first time I had scales painted on me for anthrocon, I was SO reluctant to wash them off. If you have the opportunity, paint some on the back of your hand so you can see them move with your skin. It's unreal.

[rambrandt-the-painter]

I won't lie, I haven't even done it yet and I already feel like my life has changed

[serafphim]

[serafphim]

[serafphim]

beach day

[serafphim]

[saywhat-politics]

[mauesartetc]

Source: Sex Ed Books Don't "Groom" Kids and Teens. They Protect Them.

[accessible-tumbling]

[ID: an 8 panel digital art comic titled "Book Bans", showing the following true story.

1: a girl and her mom are in a library and smiling. Narration begins: "A 10-year-old in Delaware was visiting her local library with her mother."

2: the girl picks a book off a shelf. Narrator: "While searching the shelves, she picked up the book "It's perfectly normal" by Robie H. Harris and Michael Emberley."

3: the girl holds the book in the car with her mom. Narrator: "The book is about sex education and is one of the most banned books of the past two decades. The little girl took it home."

4: the girl points at herself while the mom is shocked. Narrator: "Later that day, the little girl showed her mom the chapter on sexual abuse and said: "This is me.""

5: the mom looks worried. Narrator: "Her father was abusing her, and it was the first time she'd spoken about it."

5: a fat black old judge in a courtroom. Narrator: "The father was convicted, and the judge said: "There were two heroes in this case. One was the child, and the other was the book.""

6: the author, an old white woman with short hair speaking. Narrator: "In an interview, the author, Robie H. Harris, said..."

"I have been called a pornographer, a child abuser — every name in the book, as the saying goes. But whenever I am called one of those names, I think of that ten-year-old girl. I wish we never had to talk with kids about any of these aberrant behaviors. But we have to do so because they already know about them to some extent and because kids have a right to have the accurate information that can keep them healthy and safe. They need to know how to get help to make any abusive behavior stop."

7: the top of a bookshelf with a ceiling. Narrator: "When right-wing groups petition and protest to get sex education books off the shelves of schools and public libraries, it stops the most vulnerable people from accessing the tools and language that can help them. It helps to shield and hide abusers. It communicates to children suffering from abuse that they are shameful and that it's not safe or polite to speak out about. Sex ed books don't "groom" kids and teens. They protect them." On the right lower corner is the source: https://bookriot.com/sex-ed-books-protect-kids/ . End of ID.]

[certifiedsexed]

Certified Sex Ed Post!

[choodraws]

timelapse 🍓🐜🐜🐜

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[stray-tori]

caterpillar

[mrsterlingeverything]

I hate that they keep making samus sexy. Like i know its kind of her brand back to like the 1980s bikini ending from the original metroid but miss girl has like 3 different kinds of dna and shes like huge. One of the types of dna is from ancient bird people and the other is jellyfish parasites. So like yes she could be sexy but it should be in a monster way. Monster bikini lady that we are robbed of every day. This has been a public service announcement.

[pencilcomics]

oh hey I got commissioned to draw something like that a while ago

[pansy2025]

goo goo dolls if they were in dune: and i don’t want the worm to see me

[mezzodical]

[artbyblastweave]

How'd I cut back on caffeine? The usual. Diet, discipline. One thing that helped a lot was that I harnessed the void. I tapped into the little incipient void which sits at the heart of every thinking animal, and I fed it. I hatefully nurtured it with every malicious thought, every unkind impulse, every knee-jerk reaction best discarded, and it gorged on these things it metastasized. It swelled past the confines of my heart and fought for space with with my stomach, my liver, my intestines, winning handily, subsuming each in turn, until I was little more than a man-shaped howling wrathful abyss sheathed in taut, paper-thin human hide, wandering through this fallen world in anticipation of whatever fleeting offense finally catalyzes my inevitable rupture and detonation. And now I'm down to two, maybe three cups a day

[87sukiyaki]

[t4timekeeper]

yeah i just love it when a character is in an inescapable torment nexus for a huge portion of their life and it defines every aspect of their existence forever. also whats cptsd

[squeakitties]

rubbermon custom for a bsky client :3

[mnemonem]

its me im the bsky client

[gender-trash]

every ad in sf is like did you know about qooble.ai. get hip to the Smunk Agent. bleeple has it for you, and by "it" we mean LLMs. and half of them don't even elaborate on what qooble.ai Does. Buy Our Agentic Whatever. It Will Do Something. Maybe

[gender-trash]

babygirl. this isn't anything

[braillecortex]

Was on Caltrain recently and it was covered head to toe in ads for something called Devin. Devin has it for you. Devin can do anything.

[braillecortex]

Like. That means nothing. More than anything reminded me of the fake tech ads from that one YouTube short

[braillecortex]

This one

[gender-trash]

sksjfjfhfffh i was looking at those exact caltrain devin ads when i made the original post TT__TT

[foone]

I love watching the ads change, though, as the zeitgeist shifts. I was working in SF a few years back and it was all blockchain & cryptocurrency

[mnemonem]

okay so this is as good a time as any to make the following guess|realization we had while scowling at billboards down 101 south...

our partners like to say "haha, they're advertising to someone else, other AI companies or something" and while that might be at least partially true, the spark of thought we had a couple weeks ago was that actually...

... surely they're for "investors," right? these ads are fucking nothing. nothing, at least, but visibility. visibility that can be pointed to, manipulated into some vague figure about impressions, which is then extrapolated to hypothetical valuation in exchange for actual money.

it's all get-rich-quick bullshit. give the impression of being big, of doing well, get that bag, and get out before everything fucking collapses.

[meowcats734]

“You’re cured.”

The psychosurgeon greeted the child as she stepped out of the chamber. She’d elected to keep a slight scar—nothing but a faint white line, but anyone whose opinion she cared about would remember what it meant. For the next six weeks, they were gone. The itch, the squirming, screaming itch to bite her lip in sets of three… she nibbled herself experimentally and felt nothing but a slight twinge.

Her mother knelt down, placing worn hands on her shoulders. An affectation, as much as the surgery scar. She never cared what it meant before. 

“How do you feel, sweetie?” She asked.

The child tilted her head. As if empathy was a pea rolling around in her skull, and now that it had been placed there, she could hear it rattling about.

“I…” She tried the words. “I love you,” she said.

Her mother did not cry. The child appreciated that. She had chosen to raise a sociopath. She fed her, sheltered her, taught her how to move through the world. The child would support her mother’s continued existence, because doing so provided her in return with resources and protection.

She was cured, now. And the meaning of “I love you” twisted in her gut, sending her stumbling to hands and knees. 

Her father thought she was overcome with joy. Her mother, she could see her face, knew the child felt nothing of the sort. The child felt—disgust. The itch was cured. So she wanted to claw open her gullet and rip the parts of her that were her out and leave an empty, smiling sack of skin for some other reason.

“Turn me back,” she gasped.

Her mother faltered. “Sweetie?”

“TURN ME BACK.” She staggered back into the pod. The psychosurgeon chimed twice as she stumbled inside. “You—you don’t love me. You don’t. You don’t, don’t, don’t. You never did!”

She was calm again once the procedure reversed. But she would never forget the way they looked at her when she was like them. The unbridled relief. The boundless love.

They’d never looked at her like that before she changed. She suspected they never would again.

(psst! This is the story of Teria Sannate. If you want to see who she grows up to be, the story starts here: https://www.tumblr.com/meowcats734/816137514432774144/she-would-never-claim-to-be-the-worlds-greatest?source=share.)

[gravityjunior]

Starting a collection