I'm fed up with Tumblr, these automatic flags are a pain. Let me remind you about this: for the last two weeks, the AI has been marking reblogs that are (or usually are, it's often wrong) as 'adult', but… 1. Those posts are already classified as adult before your reblog, and 2. you can't change that (even if it's wrong) because it's not your post; you have to say something when you reblog to be able to do it.
It's a stupid automatic bug. Just put a period (.) in your reblog to edit it. You add the nudity/sexual label to the posts that were already adult content, and it disappears. The idea is that you should just mark a post as adult, and that categorization is for the filters set by users. But I'm also supposed to be unable to have a flag or appeal for posts that aren't mine, and yet this happens.
To avoid having uncategorized nudity, I was already using this trick in 2024, even though I could use /sexual label. But that didn't save my blog from being flagged as adult, and a bot (another one) responded to my appeals by saying my blog should be hidden and not indexed by search engines to preserve the community. It's just nudity and risqué jokes; it's legal according to your rules. I'm not a pornographer, and I've even flagged posts that weren't mine as adult (nor would I have been punished if I'd posted them unclassified).
But… it wasn't enough, and my Ñ (better for visibility than .) makes people answer me, even though there are like five answered asks about it, and I exposed the bug that week. The moots get angry when I tell them to read my blog, which I posted four days ago. I say it politely, but they still get angry. They say they don't have time to look at my blog, yet people have time to ask me about things I've said. Why do they ask so many questions that you should have an FAQ section? What's going on?
As they say, Artificial Intelligence will worry people, but Natural Stupidity is a greater scourge for humanity. Look, I'm tired, I'd rather spend my time on the other blog. I'm going to do more re-uploading photos instead of reblogging to avoid the bug of not using the Ñ key, and that way you won't come asking me. I promise to credit the original blog, and if they uploaded the photo with credits, I'll add them. If not—and I'll try not to upload those—ask the indicated blog for them and leave me alone, okay? I'm just tired. Very tired. Hugs.
I'm glad you have a side blog, you have such a great eye
Oh, it's not a big deal. Somewhere I had to post goth fashion, cruel memes, and something else that didn't fit in the main blog, either because iteration was too perverse to leave unexplained.
Blog B has been developing its own style as a repository for a while now. It's been a kind of reproduction of pre-censorship girlblogging, and it's a place where I reblog without thinking about what people will think of me and where I don't usually bother explaining anything. Think of it as a game.
I've talked about the secondary blog before, I think the last time in something compiled in the zebrazines. Search those posts using my #zebrazine tag. Enjoy!
You mentioned following strange and lovely blogs in an old ask.
Since a random Tumblr user can't stalk your Likes, would you be willing to recommend some of those very strange blogs you enjoy reading?
Well, if I hide which blogs I follow and what I like to avoid people forming ideas about me when I follow things out of almost scientific curiosity, I'm not going to list them all—it's difficult enough with over 1400.
Looking at which blogs I share from will give you a better idea than I could if I tried to remember, but I don't read much here. It's just that people are incredibly shy.
Look at you asking that question when you're hiding your mask—because that's what those weird blog names are, blogs that reveal nothing about you, just pictures. Tumblr is eminently visual and non-literate; it went years without restrictions (censorship), and now they're trying to impose them, but much of it has reached a state of primitivist barbarism worthy of a Ballard novel. I don't read what they're saying; I decipher their fixations, fantasies, and desires. They communicate, but I don't think they're aware of it.
What is it that I'm trying to hide? I don't protect anyone, I just try to make sure that by seeing the likes I give so that a blog keeps showing up in my feed, boring people get weird ideas. I need the previous blog; it has a lot of photos of girls' skin, and it's safer to reblog than to upload anything yourself (the censor bots are crazy: I show pubic hair and nothing happens, I upload a photo of skirts with fishnet stockings and it warns me that I'm uploading something too sexy…). In those nearly 1500 blogs, there are people without clothes, but also curiosities like urbex, sophisticated lingerie, goth fashion, bladed weapons, memes about depression and femininity, and girls peeing or anti-feminist and mind control memes that I study and collect. But nothing illegal (sometimes sensitive for censorship here, though) and nothing shady. People think I'm interested in gore, Satan, and animals in a bad way, but believe me, I'm very boring. All of that is just urban legend about a girl here who doesn't flaunt her body like others do, which is their right, and who's careful about what she shares about herself for her own safety and to avoid being found out. I read a lot, I like discovering new music here and everywhere, and I like photos of hugs and tender kisses that I don't have, although I hate that I get so many pictures of cute kittens and amazing, huge goth boots or impossible heels that I can't afford.
I'm not particularly weird, just curious in a medium as exhibitionist as this one, with its users' own desires (and more). If you ask me, I'll tell you that I'm struck by how little they share in words and how this can be very sexually heteropatriarchal to a large extent, and for me, surprisingly unsexy.
No puedo escribirte directamente, pero en respuesta a tu pregunta del vesttido transparente, no se como seas fisicamente pero estoy seguro que se te veria muy bien
Hola! Sí, tengo cerrados los DM a 'solo seguidos mutuamente' precisamente porque gente cuya existencia no sabía previamente se sentía 'motivada firmemente' a escribirme con sugerencias de 'actividades de ocio y tiempo libre' para con mi cuerpo. Muy amables ellos, si para el deporte en cuestión me veía yo careciendo del 'equipamiento deportivo' me ofrecían el suyo sin necesidad de pedirlo yo, sirviéndome fotos de él, también sin pedirlo yo.
No solía en términos tan eufemísticos ni educados, pero supongo que entiendes a lo que me refiero jajajajajajajaja. Lo tengo así porque gano en tiempo, ahorro en sustos y algún que otro insulto de gente con baja tolerancia al rechazo.
No era pregunta abierta el post, ya daba parte yo de las posibilidades del modelito para el trabajo. Tampoco es que pensara comprarme uno igual o parecido, el post es parte del humor grueso y cancelable que a veces me pernito. Sí, hay cierto parecido con la modelo, alguna vez se ha precisado más a este respecto en el histórico del blog.
Tranquilo, no molestas ni te reprocho nada. Mis comments a cada post sí andan abiertos para que todo el mundo pueda comentar, siempre que el post original (si es un reblog) lo permita, otra vez comentas mejor por allí como hacía hoy algún seguidor mutuo mío y así no aburrimos a terceros leyendo tu comentario y mi respuesta (y soy optimista, poca gente aquí usa el español). Muchas gracias por el comentario y un saludo!
Hola. Solo quería decirte que gracias por tu blog, sus reflexiones y hacer una pregunta: ¿no crees que te excedes un poco forzando tu teoría cuando dices que shows como Gran Hermano y el porno son lo mismo?
Hola, gracias y no. No me excedo, y tampoco dije exactamente eso.
Me pongo la camiseta, recuerdo de Aravaca y le damos a responder...
Los programas de telerrealidad (reality shows) y el porno audiovisual comparten la misma lógica, eso no es lo mismo que ser la misma cosa. Obvio que es distinto el contar como se arreglan casas que se destrozan anos. Me refiero a que ambos ofrecen:
-Un contenido para mirones que muestra lo que no suele verse si no eres parte de ello. Esto vale para el sexo en mansiones tanto como para lo que pasa en la cocina de un restaurante caro o el día a día de una casa de empeños
-Dicho contenido basa su valor en lo anterior, pero pierde si se sospecha que lo que vemos está falseado o manipulado: si piensan que las situaciones del reality están guionizadas, los orgasmos fingidos y similares. Sin embargo, se contamina ya la realidad natural de esos actos cuando saben los sujetos que hay una cámara. Eso puede notarse en lo exagerados que son a veces (los implicados en ambos) o en las propias posturas del porno que permiten buenos planos que confirmen que el sexo es de verdad. También hay edición del metraje para hacerlo producto distribuible, y eso también es falsearlo si lo piensas, pero eso no es tema ahora.
Por estas razones, el que su interés reside en mostrarte una realidad restringida que te pierdes (a modo edulcorado, adulterado y filmada en entorno controlado) en vez de ficciones, dijo lo que dijo de compartirse una misma lógica de producto en el artículo que hice para explicar el término Porneia, así como contaba que lo uso porque lo vendido semisecreto a las miradas de extraños no siempre es sexo (y porque quería tener palabro técnico que me ahorrara usar una y otra vez una larga paráfrasis).
Espero que esto baste como explicación de la base. Para terceros y curiosos dejo el artículo en cuestión AQUÍ.
Digo que es parte de la base de mi materia porque tener claro el mercadeo de todo tipo de voyerismos sexuales o no, y saber explicarlo de forma accesible por medio de estos dos ejemplos populares que deberían conocer tus interlocutores; solo sirve para hacerse el divertido o el interesante en un brunch. Lo interesante es ir más allá. ¿Y que hay más allá? Pues no lo se, porque estoy recorriendo o rastreando ese camino con vosotros, contando según tenga algo que parece claro y corrigiéndome si es necesario.
Me interesan (y mucho, más que analizar porno) las fantasmagorías relativamente nuevas para el mercado como el porno de cámara de seguridad y más que este que haya servicios que ofrecen espiar así pensando en otorgarte intimidad fisiológica (y no hablo tanto de sexo que puede haber como el que llame la atención ver como se lava los dientes y hace pis la gente).
Me interesa la escalada en competitividad para vender porneia de todo tipo, hacer de todo espectáculo monetizado como streamers durmiendo o ¡drogándose! haciéndose crónica de su re caída en ello (siendo español sabrás a qué me refiero concretamente habiendo dado el salto a los medios de prensa). Eso si que se me hace más raro, espeluznante y digno de estudio para ver si soy capaz de descifrar bien cómo o por qué ocurre.
Have you done any research into erotic AI chatbots? They might be the ultimate manifestation of phantasmagoria; they are designed by the user to be their perfect erotic dream, with nothing underneath. No reality undermining it, no person behind the erotic facade.
A moot point me to them when I complained that people lacked the wit, subtlety, and rhythm to give me a good chat in that vein.
She told me to try them, but I haven't looked into them and I don't even know which ones are available. It seems like a capitalist-productive logic to me, like dispensing with illustrators or animators in content creation, or buying a Satisfyer because you find little attention in that area: I don't doubt they can be functional and even very effective, but erotic chat is an art that doesn't seek productivity, but rather the mystery of discovery, of tempting (or suggesting, or perverting) without it being obvious, or without coming across as rude or blatant.
An AI can take elements and give you a different personalized children's story for each night, but it won't be the same if you don't tell it to the children yourself. Nor can you replace them with AI even if it behaves like children. It's the human interaction that enriches and gives value to the activity. To get an AI to tell them a story, you can show them cartoons until they fall asleep, all while they're calm and focused. You don't tell stories just to put them to sleep; that's the whole point. It's about sharing with your nieces and nephews and pleasing them because they're human beings you care about. In what you're saying, the same thing happens, share with humans having more value than the intended result.
Artificial intelligence isn't evil, but it's surrounded by humans with inherent idiocy who think they can replace everything human with it because AI is good at imitating, collecting, and processing information based on confirmed repetitions in its learned databases. This is what Chat GPT calls a 'referential cloud,' and it makes everything look similar or fails to give me a specific detail I ask for in a drawing. It's the same principle as the autocomplete on a phone keyboard. Art isn't just about imitating and combining elements; it needs a spark of originality and audacity. You can see what I mean by asking an AI for a poem. If you know about the subject, you'll realize that it imitates the most famous authors and poems. My erotic chat is ART, so maybe you can give racy stories or make custom adult video games, but you're NOT going to make me feel like I'm communicating with and giving pleasure to someone I want to get to know and whose enjoyment I care about. Do humans make mistakes? Yes, but it's their fallibility that makes their successes so remarkable, that too. Anyone can use those methods, but not me. I have other ways of inspiring that mood, focused on contemplating various stimulating materials or connecting with my own body, reliving memories or projecting fantasies.
You're already a certain age. I can read between the lines, I can see veils and masks coming through… I have no problem with your fictional costume, of course. But allow me to answer your question, more seriously and profoundly than you might have expected…
No one should become Grey. Nor is Sasha Grey now THAT immortal Sasha in pop, because people evolve. Similarly, Karl Marx said before he died that he wasn't a Marxist. Grey was (and is) both a summum and a spur for the new femininity of the 21st century. That wasn't her intention, but it was the result of transcending herself by finding her own path and victoriously fighting obstacles. Following her example shouldn't mean putting rings on her thumbs or stripes on tights; that had its time and was in keeping with the times. Nor does this mean making porn or erotic novels. You have to look beyond that.
Grey's example is that of a daring woman from a young age, who accepts and explores her desire and forces the world to accept it without losing her value as a person or her appreciation as a girl with a brain—quite the opposite. Do you want to imitate her? Take care of your body (she's a martial artist and athlete), take care of your mind (her library full of non-fiction and artbooks is well-known), and don't accept fixed archetypes. Don't let them limit you as the funny or nice person, the sexy one, the submissive or the dominant one, the straight or the queer one: live what you want to live when you want to live it, experience everything, share what and the people who inspire, help, and delight you. You are not a cliché; you are a multifaceted person, and you always have time to learn, do, or stop doing whatever you think is right. Don't let them limit you, don't accept being told something is NOT for you: prove it. There is no success without trying, and you learn more from mistakes if you fail than from success.
Marina Ann Hantzis AKA Sasha Grey is like that, and that's why she inspires so many people that she's become a flag, a symbol, of this blog and the look I wear here. But homeland isn't a flag, but rather where it nests and what nourishes your heart. Tune in to her vibes; we can all be Grey if we're brave enough; it's a matter of attitude and determination. Good luck with it; the world needs all the Sasha Greys I can muster, just like I'm telling you.
