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ok this blog has been downright filthy. gonna do a major clean-up soon.
Man the older I get the less I see magneto as a villain Like younger me was all "oh god if only he'd see Charles' point....it's so tragic that he's doing All This Evil in the name of good" (gently weeps) But now that I'm a fully grown adult I'm just like...yes I too would like to kill Nazis and have the power needed to violently take down oppressors, where do I sign up for the brotherhood again?
Vocaroo is a quick and easy way to share voice messages over the interwebs.
another thing i've discovered about myself since exploring freaky communities and whatnot, i've become uncomfortably willing to give myself up for what? like four hours? it's nearly a second nature to be a freak that i almost yearn the days when i was too scared to leave my little corner of just me and what i can keep tangible.
would i be terrified if these were applied irl? yeah, so much so that i'd probably go back into a psychosis. i'm heavily adverse to the idea of being as pathetic as i once was. ik im pathetic now, but i was on a much different level before. but it's a wonderful thing that most things here are untouchable and i can continue to be whimsical and hopefully not subconsciously gain much attachment....(i'm going to be thinking about this for a while. i'll get over it in three months if i'm lucky.)
I am going to say that unironically and sincerely I personally hold Sun Ra’s writing on the level of like the Tao Te Ching
I should make more art about the things that make me happy, almost all of my writing and such is about my trauma. It helps me work through it and can be genuinely very gripping but it's not always the most fun to look back on.
A little goes a long way!
I had a driver for our company today tell me that he sorted paperwork for me and set it on my desk so I didn't have to go so far to get it. And then he told me, "Thank you for being you!" I thanked him and repeated it back to him. So very nice to feel appreciated at my job. Just very kind words, and they warmed my heart. 💕💕