#internet posts

[keepthisholykiss]

labubu phalloplasty is something i truly never thought i'd read

[rehncohro]

My followers whenever they see I've posted something stupid.

[coleslaw-frosting]

All those posts you scroll through on the internet are people, by the way.

Or at least, they were. No I'm not talking about the people behind creating the posts or the people featured or the people they are about. The posts are made of people. For every post you scroll past, the flesh of an entire human person must be taken by the great internet machine and contorted into something no longer flesh but merely light emitted from pixels. Don't worry though, it probably wasn't anyone you knew. The machine picks out people at random and nabs them from spacetime with it's dark magic. No, they can't be brought back. Yes, scrolling past and then scrolling back up uses up another person. No, nobody misses them because they never existed anymore.

[dichotomoustessellations]

i have a bunch of shit from twitter i could post here but im a little too lazy and distracted right now to make the trek

[coolmaycroft]

Tra(i)ns

[fullraphaelmode]

The only bad creation is poison creation. Is poison not art? It is art in context. It’s a sad kind of art, like a tragedy. It’s dangerous but it’s art and can be pondered upon while wearing protective gloves.

But when the creators have bad intentions they are still awful people and anything worthwile they accidentally craete is not their credit. Credit is not really something that can be given to an artist for art anyway. Art is situations and people who understand it. (Though I suppose that when people are not wise enough to understand me I can spell it out for them, and that works too. Or better yet, leave it hanging for some wise people to appreciate in the future, and all the unwise people will become a decorative frame for my art, just like Cameron’s Avatar wouldn’t be artistic in any way had it not been for some viewers with opinions) There are no artists, just art craeting itself.

I mean, there are artists. Or art. People who are sapient embodiments of art. But we are all just information is what I’m saying.

[angelia-dark]

If I Could Have ANY Power in the World...

...it would be to instantly know where the dumbest, cuntiest, unnecessarily sluttiest, and absolutely worst of the internet posters of the world live, and be instantaneously teleported there just long enough to either kill or mentally incapacitate them, thus thinning out the polluted gene pool because apparently they're not showing up to collect on their damn Darwin Awards fast enough.