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it’s election day
so might just try and do some art again that i can share here and so i can get myself obsessed with Sasin again. it’s needed because they way i neglected them ugh.
right, also another friend of mine is making an animation short film by himself so any support is appreciate on that front as well
so my best friend’s husband made a game, it’s coming out this year. wishlists are much appreciated ❤️
esp if you got a niece, nephew, any smaller kid relative who loves those mindnumbing ragdoll mechanic games!
amúgy szerintem petíció kéne hogy az Oláh Ibolyás Magyarország legyen az új himnusz, full komolyan. ezután a szombat után főleg. bár szerintem amúgyis sokkal jobban passzolna minden szempontból.
so i made a bluesky for no good reason other than that i wanna ditch the insta doomscrolling cuz i’m starting to turn into an ipad kid lmao.
plus probably gonna make another tumblr, like a more um presentable writing account? one that’s not a random dump lmao. cuz this is my safe place. don’t want much people to find it lol. probably gonna change my header name then soon.
it’s so interesting for a topic to come up in the same time from many different places, in quite different forms but still being the same at their core.
since the election, i found it hard to articulate to anyone why my 78 yo devoted socialist gran’s comment of “i voted for this party for you kids” makes me so deeply emotional. no one really take it to heart when i mention it, which isn’t surprising, but that doesn’t make it less saddening.
this topic especially, but many other i find myself having a conversation about with anyone is usually coming from a single perspective. what would be better for us, only us, in the present. which is important to take into consideration, but i find it increasingly demaging in recent times. mostly because there are no other perspective in the horizon when one goes with that first, in my experince. and that is exactly why we lose community as a concept, and leave people with a sense of emptiness/ loneliness/ feeling of unable to connect even when among peers.
we can pin that to technology, any of the -ism, or the internet, whichever. all true to an extent. because i can see how hard my own ability to connect to people closest to my heart became. how they, too, (alongside me) mostly can’t see beyond the welfare and comfort of themselves, in the ‘right now’. and how those same people look at me like at an alien when i try to suggest that we truly get to know each other again so we can work towards something that we might not see the result of. look beyond our own hurt and pain, and stop cradling it like a child we’d never let go of. stepping outside from the ‘me, mine, us’ for a moment and have a ‘them’.
and it’s strange that it came out now, but for me and i reckon for a lot of us here this election was especially so significant because it carried the spirit of that. as one of the more selfish and ‘generally wounded enough to feel hopeless’ cultures, we’ve been inspired beyond our own narrow-mindedness and had been brought together in a world that seemed bleak and lonely. it was a wide-ranged thing but it still resonates on the smallest levels of what it is to live in a time like this. and i think that’s why so many of the world can look at it and try to embody it. because it’s not about the party, or the politics, it’s about what it caused in people.
as i look around, or speak to others, i often come to the conclusion that we are a lost cause in this age, but when my gran, who all her life lived in the countryside, and listened to more than a decade long propaganda, and should have cared only for herself (from superficially generated fear, habit from living in an enclosed, small area etc), as we humans usually do, decides to make the choice for the future she most definitely won’t be able to see, then the hope of believing in people doesn’t seem so hopeless of a concept.
y'all this sucks. i'm probably not moving much, only if it gets unforgivingly bad (not that i'd be so active here recently but yk, still checking every other day the feed so), but in any case, here's my pillowfort and instagram.