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Cells at work is a cute little show. Handy way to learn about how the human body works.
Makes me feel more endeared towards my own body as well as the hard working cells the vessel has.
Especially the hardworking cells the vessel has. Due to its severe anemia, I imagine the red blood cells as being smaller than average and only being able to carry small little boxes of O^2
Coming here and needing to be sure not to get myself riled or worked up for the sake of the vessel's heart, and frankly my own safety, is difficult at times. To completely remove external stressors i would need to disengage completely from the internet, which is presently our only form of socialization. And with humans being social creatures, isolating the vessel even more than it does to itself already is not helpful. It's also not helpful that we have 0 in person friends or family of which to spend time with. Studies have shown that in-person hang outs are better than online ones, but what is a person to do when they HAVE no in-person friends and the online world is stressful? What is one to do then?
It's not good for the heart for me to see things and get worked up, and yet at the same time it's too "keyed up" and hypervigilant that I'm unable to keep it calm otherwise. Everything gets read with bad intentions. The world is scary to a brain with PTSD, despite how much I try to show it otherwise. Even me making this post "puts too much of a target on my back", or so it 'tells' me.
And so the best I can think of is to just keep to my embroidery and pretend it's 2005 before the world has smart phones and constant noise from social media.
Got that heart monitor
The urge to just make a schedule like back in highschool and make people who come here follow it is so strong right now.
Like I could do it if I wanted to.
They want to learn violin? Bam. Dedicated practice time. 15 minutes. Go for it.
They want to learn Japanese? Done. Dedicated practice time. Especially speaking practice in VR.
Figure skating is already a thing that's got a set schedule and routine, so that part is done.
Luden wants to learn the Ukulele? Then boy you better make the time to come here and do it. Same to you, Clea, Maelle. You want it to paint? Come here and teach it how to paint.
I know it's taxing to travel back and forth, but we really need to work together and get on board with a thing of Invested Parties want to get anything done.
That includes managing the inflammation and shit. Whco his saying a lot cuz I absolutely suck at being responsible.
Just saying. I could do it. People might not like it but they didn't like it back on HS either and that wasn't so bad.
I got a glove!
This will definitely help with the hand problem. It works as a buffer for the sensitive parts, and also a cover so it ending have to see the scar and funky parts as a result of it all.
Meulin wants to crochet some people who come here frequently special ones so we can mix it up a bit.
Guess who lacerated his hand and had to go to the ER?
I can get behind system meaning "people who manage or take care of a vessel/body", I just can't get behind it being "everyone inside a body" when in context of us for numerous reasons.
It implies that all those who have used this vessel are, in one way or another, still located and residing in it/it's brain. This is incorrect as only one Socius is ever present in the Vessel at any given time,, and also because 90% of Socii reside back on their home planet/dimension/realm/etc. Only a handful are current residents of the Hub, and even then, we believe the Hub to be located external to the body.
It implies that everyone who has ever used it is invested or otherwise obligated to manage the vessel long term. This is also not correct as majority of past Socii have used the vessel for their own benefit, not the other way around. Very rarely does a Socii come to use the vessel simply for the sake of managing or caretaking it; those people are called Maintainers and Technicians. And, for the past 3-4 years, there haven't been any. The previous ones got busy with their own personal lives and weren't able to return back to the vessel for one reason or another. I'm probably the first person in a long time that's actually interested and invested enough in the body and this world to actually spend a chunk of my personal life being here and managing things.
I am interested in trying to get some other volunteers on board, making a kind of "created system", but now in the way people might think... but its a Big Ask to come here often and manage a disabled vessel with a crap ton of problems. For me, it's fine because I don't have anything going on while I wait around for this Court Trial to finish... Besides, to compensate for my contributions, that means I get to have a bigger hand in the pot for cool stuff ;P
Between this echocardiogram, the news of the passing and a funeral, and other severe anemia symptoms, I am on my ass here. Didn't sleep very well last night and after only 5 hours of sleep I'm awake with really bad intestinal pain and intrusive thoughts about Everything™. The echocardiogram is in 3ish hours and I'm not sure what to do with myself until then. Lots of swimming thoughts, concerns and anxieties bouncing around in my head; some of which are my own.
I spent all of my life believing I was just a human. A witch, sure, but a human nonetheless. Imagine my surprise when I discover, after only a month of essentially living on this planet, that I am, in fact, not a human. As the kids say, finding out I'm some type of Seraphim was not on my Bingo Card this year. It started with meeting this man named Cantarou- a Socii from long ago and a person that many of the Atomic Beings and other higher dimensional plane folks have been searching for. My back had been dreadfully sore and tight until he just pulled them out of my back. And not just one pair but three. The majority of my back felt instant relief but then just one small area was still in so much pain. Evidently one of my wings is injured? There's seemingly a whole new world for me to explore about myself it seems....
I've been distracting for the last week with nothing but Palworld and the occasional stream with Khalid. At least now with this whole new "wing" business it gives me something to practice drawing when I get a chance. Eventually my well for Palworld will dry up (though at the moment it still seems to be quite a deep well), and when it does expect a lot of drawing likely. With the ice rink being closed for the next 3 weeks, it's not as though we'll have a lot to help us cope and distract, so might as well draw.
Along those lines, I'm also holding out until the top of the month to buy a few more hand crafts and hobbies for the girls to do. Tetia and Coco are interested in embroidery, and then I'm also eyeing clay and diamond art or things of the such for Richeh. Qifrey and I are also looking into different tableware since We're slowly making this place our own.
