We make our own myth, we don’t wait for the oracle
@sybilius
~ Syb // she/her // actual barn owl // adult person~ ~ personal // gardening // fic writing // fan art // making things // joy and love ~ if you think that sideblog is me it probably is~
This is the personal blog of Sybilius, general hub for whatever content that strikes my fancy, good vibes, art, project posting.
You can call me Syb (she/her). I am an adult cis woman, bi/polyam, white and Canadian. I tag many a thing but if there’s anything you want tagged you can drop me an ask.
GENERAL TAGS OF INTEREST
- #gardening - General gardening posts or posts about my garden. Lately people consider this to be feature content on my blog, which is charming.
- #laugh rule - Things that made me laugh, might do the same for you!
- #personal - things pertaining to my life. I will use the no-reblog feature if I don't want it reblogged, which is rare. If it’s just tagged personal, you can reblog if you relate.
- #poetry - poetry I found and enjoyed.
- #art - art I found and enjoyed.
- #the practice continues - of or relating to surviving and turning over the joys and struggles of being alive. Tag is referential to Zen Buddhist practice.
- #my fic - Fanfiction that I write on Ao3.
- #my fan art - Fan art that I have made for various things! #my art is a lesser-used tag.
- #sybchess - for when I post about my forays into improving at chess. Normal chess posts are under #chess. I am a fandom freak first and everything else second, so when I poke my nose into the Ao3 tags about chess, it will be tagged #chess rpf .
OTHER PLACES YOU MIGHT FIND ME
I’m a big side-blogger, so the following are also me:
@bleak-nomads - Misc Older media sideblog, ostensibly Spaghetti Westerns and The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. I launched the Blondie/Angel Eyes tag on AO3 and am still terribly fond of them.
@fang-revives - pro-wrestling sideblog! I’m a big fan of the fake punch theatre :D
@regrind-the-lens - House of Leaves x The Mountain Goats blog that is content Targeting an audience of one (me).
@gutterinouterspace - Misc moody media blog: Pathologic 2, Disco Elysium, formerly True Detective.
Crawling out of my hole to remind people that with this current update to Firefox (version 144) they've gone and dumped in their lot with a buncha lil AI tools, namely Perplexity as a new search engine.
So if the sound of that leaves your mouth tasting of tar, here's what you want to do:
In the url bar, type in about:config
It'll give you a big scary warning page that you might poke holes in your browser. Good. You want to do that. Click continue.
One by one, you're going to need to put each of these into the search bar in the page, not up top:
Each of these are gonna have a lil toggle icon on the right hand side that looks like a funky double-ended arrow. Click that and the value next to it should change to false. It all auto saves as you go. Some of these might already be set to false by default and that's peachy.
The next best thing you can do for yourself is to set your default search engine to udm14 or Qwant, but for now, we're just tidying the garden a lil bit.
Edit: This wildly broke containment for a post that was supposed to be me basically ranting and grumbling like an old man on my porch to my homies. If I’ve inspired you to follow through with this, peachy. That was mildly intended. Better yet, I hope I’ve spurred a buncha you on to do your own bit of digging and research.
If you were one of today’s lucky ten thousand to learn something new, I hope you keep doing it. I won’t be here to hold your hand through it, as I simply don’t have the time nor spoons for it, so I implore you to go down your own rabbit hole and chase knowledge wild wild abandon.
"But it's not FOR them!!!" The biggest military power in the world belongs to a christofascist nation overseen by a felon found guilty of 34 federal crimes and has greenlit a gestapo with more direct funding than the entire military of Canada for the purpose of ethnic cleansing. Let Hetero Jessica throw some biodegradable glitter at a municipal parade
At this point if anyone is trying to exclude anyone benignly pro-queer from a pro-queer space I'm just going to assume you're a fed or something idk like something something destabilize the movement from within or whatever
Doofenric the Ostrogoth (insert jokes about his daughter Vanessa being "Goth" but in the modern sense) invented a City-Mover-Inator to move Rome across the Danube so his Germanic confederation could sack it.
Thankfully, Agent Pericles stops him by redirecting the Inator to Finius and Ferbingetorix's New Rome instead, moving it to the Bosphorus.
While Pericles and Doofenric are fighting over the controls of the Inator, it gets accidentally changed to paint remover mode and then fired at a random direction.
Somewhere nearby a painter just finished coloring the statue of the emperor when suddenly all the paint gets removed.
House of Leaves is a book about a man trying to explore the inside of his new home, which proves substantially more difficult than should be possible, due to its non-Euclidean dimensions.
Except that House of Leaves is actually about a documentary about a man trying to explore the inside of his new home, which proves impossible to document properly, due to its non-Euclidean dimensions.
Except that House of Leaves is actually about an academic paper, which itself is about an alleged documentary about an alleged non-Euclidean home, but none of this can be verified.
Except that House of Leaves is just, like, this fucking stack of papers I found in this old dead guy’s apartment, and, like, I don’t even know if its his or what because like both his eyes were gone and he didn’t have any degrees or anything. I tried asking my friend from the tattoo shop about it but she was fixing up this thumper tattoo right above a girl’s pussy the whole time we were talking; like Thumper from Bambi, and I’m not gonna lie man I was pretty distracted and I just couldn’t [XXXXS XXXX XXXX. XXXX XXXX XXX X XXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXX XX XXXXXX XXXX XXX]^*
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* Editor’s Note: House of Leaves is a metatextual examination of the ability for a minor inconsistency in measurement, which might have been ignored by a normal person, to cause an all-consuming obsession spiral in the sort of person who is academically trained, obsessed with documentation, or overtly pedantic, and-
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I know you’ll visit me for Mother’s Day, won’t you?