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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Three Goblin Art
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JBB: An Artblog!
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@morbidityinsane
I was a little bit like an early philosopher as a small child. I had a lot of ideas and pondered them extensively, but I did not have access to a lot of modern information because I went to preschool and mostly learned things like “what animals live in the desert” and “what does a quarter look like” and “please don’t wipe your nose on the wallpaper.”
Something about period drama pieces having a lesbian character that wholeheartedly, and unashamedly admits their love for a woman
Gentleman Jack S1 EP5 | The Loyal Pin EP12
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Master Levels for DOOM II (1995)
Remember: over-focusing on which specific rights a social media platform's terms of service are asking you to grant is usually going to result in missing the forest for the trees.
Like, yes, they do legitimately need the right to distribute your content – they wouldn't be allowed to show your posts to other people if you didn't grant it.
Similarly, they do legitimately need the right to adapt and modify it, too – otherwise they wouldn't be allowed to crop or thumbnail your images, or display shortened excerpts of your text posts in other people's notifications. (Yes, that counts!)
There's a surprisingly broad range of rights that need to be granted to any social media platform simply for the basic function of "showing the things that you post to people who aren't you" to be permissible.
None of these are necessarily red flags; the important part is for what purposes the rights in question are being granted, not that they're being granted at all. It's failing to limit that scope – or being deliberately vague about what those limits are – that's the scummy part, not asking for those rights at all.
The upshot is that the fuckery you really need to be worried about lives as much in what the ToS doesn't say as what it does, so it's hard to boil it down into a viral sound bite.
A day before my cousin's cat died from a neighbor's dog's fury bites. He was only 3 years old, and that tells me that not everyone can live a life for a long time. I couldn't help but wander around the corner of my head. I cannot believe the lifeline can deflect my deepest desires. It's no wonder that I could die at any second. Once I die, all of my blueprints really withdraw from the war. The war is left, nowhere to be found. The fighting for life, becomes worthless if I can't feel the self-made articles of how my life would look like. Perhaps, a cat knew his end and poured all of his lingering confusion with his own life.
Dylan
AURORA with Lust Kilman (Gaahls Wyrd’s guitarist) yesterday!
Daniel Ohlin's tribute to Pelle 🖤, Morbid 2023.
Picture's from this week's Morbid gig are a property of Finn Håkon Rødland (@finnhakonrodland/instagram.com), more info on @thetruemayhemcollection/instagram.com.
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“All that remains is a fate whose outcome alone is fatal. Outside of that single fatality of death, everything, joy or happiness, is liberty. A world remains of which man is the sole master. What bound him was the illusion of another world. The outcome of his thought, ceasing to be renunciatory, flowers in images. It frolics — in myths to be sure — but myths with no other depth than that of human suffering and, like it, inexhaustible. Not the divine fable that amuses and blinds, but the terrestrial face, gesture, and drama in which are summed up a difficult wisdom and an ephemeral passion.”
— Albert Camus, “The Myth of Sisyphus”