#extoria

[heisenbergchronicles]

Saul & Mike tattoos by Ryan Miller at Extoria in Lake George, NY

[thegodthief]

This may be way off mark but what you said about the full moon appearing on Socheniel's brow made me think of some stuff. His blight makes me think of the Void, the base truth of everything, what things become when broken down to dust (when the heat death of the universe comes, all will be Void). It it nothing, but also potential. The Moon is secrets, stories, lies, comfort. The Full Moon is less deceitful than a sliver Moon; it's more revealing what are lies. (c 1/2)

It doesn't tell you the truth but it tells you what is untrue. Does that make sense? And then if you consider light as a truth-bearer and the light on his brow as blinding and so hiding the (a?) truth - there's something about stories and lies and only being able to see the truth through concepts expressed as metaphors in fiction. Eh-h, I can't express it well. Just wanted to let you what that made me think of; maybe it'll help? (I can hope)

Hmm.

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extoria replied to your post “part of working theory of tumblr memes: a meme’s popularity is...”

the speed at which memes are created, become old and stale and then die does seem to be increasing

Yes! this is probably one of the most important recent developments in memes. as memes became more part of the mainstream internet (as opposed to more niche areas like 4chan and specific blogs) the audience increased just as smartphones and more casual, ubiquitous internet access and usage (microblogging) were really taking off--so a big group of people are now consuming content that is supposed to be pretty simple and repetitive.  

add to this people's attempts to monetize memes, usually corporate entities who have little to do with the people who first created them (also, think back to Republican attempts to use the doge meme. words cannot describe). memes, at least on tumblr, have becoming more weird and niche and rapid evolving that many of them can't be effectively slapped onto a t-shirt without becoming stale and undesirable 

[i-want-cheese]

Aha, you liked my post about mandris; you have fallen into my trap! (Yay, other people are interested) I'm now going to bug you with questions like: what do you want to know about them?

No no no no... I start helping you with that then you need to help me come up with 81 separate civilizations that were conquered over the last few centuries by the empire and now exist as provinces of said empire but with traces of their old roots still intact in many places.

So, 81 civilizations. Go!

extoria

[notbecauseofvictories]

I want to here more about your irreverant Bible AU thing.

people

keep

tricking

me

into

this

crap

[vergess]

extoria replied to your post: extoria replied to your post “It is th...

Oh. I know that as ‘spit-roasting’. Well, my grandma got things like washing machines and fridges, so who knows?

Did the order change already? I just checked it a minute ago, whoops.

It's the one with the sex toy sales people. That's what they are around my home area.

[vergess]

extoria replied to your post “It is the year of our common era two thousand and fourteen and there...”

My grandma used to be a tupperware seller. She would host tupperware parties where she'd try and sell it

I mean, okay, yes there are travelling salespeople who sell tupperware sets for some reason, that does happen, but that's n o t the usage that was most common in my area growing up.

The usage is highly NSFW and probably not something to consider in the same sentence as your grandmother, but if you feel like it, it's the #4 on urban dictionary, and it's a thing that happened all the dang didly time until the internet got big.

[poulaki]

re "really good storyteller who is just fooling herself" - made me think of threedifferentways. One of her names is Weaver (as in stories) and she worried it wasnt real. But it affects her and others so she treats it as real. And so should you.

But do my stories/experiences affect others? I blame my being a scientist; sometimes that side of me shouts give me evidence at my skaldic side and beats it into submission, because I don’t have evidence.