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> art

> fics

> fandoms:

star trek, interview with the vampire, project hail mary, conclave, doctor who, the magnus archives, chaos walking, no man's sky, six idiots (ghosts, horrible histories, yonderland), the x-files, how to train your dragon, the picture of dorian gray, good omens, legend of zelda (breath of the wild, tears of the kingdom)

> sometimes I collect things

> header is The Truman Show

> title is from star trek tng

[AGAINST AI ART]

#ulo saved

dark-spirit-tamamoland

they're still terming random transfems as i type this i see which does make quite a statement doing this today specifically

puppetstuffing

watched three girls who reblogged its new blog mutual aidpost (made literally 15 minutes ago) already disappear from its notifs. transfems are not included in their pride :/

puppetedlove

:)

puppetvictim

:)

tamamowand

QUITE the statement to be nuking transfems at the current accelerated pace right at the start of pride month like this, isn't it

charnel-grounds

“Der Tod und das Mädchen” (Death and the Maiden)

— woodcut on paper by an unknown German artist, 1962

source

teaboot

My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying

teaboot

Well-to-do finance manager with tidy shoes: "Why hello, sweetheart. Can you say 'hi'? Aren't you cute. Are you on a trip with your mom?"

4 year old me: why must we do this

Fantastic old woman in the leopard print coat: "Why yes, my tooth IS real silver! Nobody ever asks me that. Do you like cats?"

4 year old me, suddenly paying attention: Finally, A Person Of Intellect

valeriapryanikova

scopaesthesia; the walls are watching.

theweight

this orange was pregnant. Isn’t the world amazing

m-eowdy

Send me a ska song you like

m-eowdy

more ska NOW!!!!!

unidentifiedlyingobject

The Eton Rifles by The Jam! Enjoy Yourself by The Specials!! Cool For Cats by Squeeze!!! Gangsters also by The Specials!!!!

#these are some of my favourites :)))) sorry to give you four rather than one

amnesiaguy

all my haters become tomaters in my lovely summer garden

eebie

blazeofbones

Happy Pride Month to my bisexual King Aka Leonard Mccoy

nikoisme

scrapped painting,, thought i might as well post it

nikoisme

i want to put my thoughts behind this: this was supposed to be a piece for pride month, titled "you were loved". the sky is the color of the aroace flag (just upside down)!

basically, i wanted to show an aroace person — an old aroace person, to be precise. being aroace myself, i am always told that i will forever be lonely and miserable if i don't get a partner. so showing grace, who is aroace to me, as old and happy and fulfilled and oh so loved by his best friend, was really important to me <3

hachinana87

Box in a box

funeral

In today's state of hyperactivity, where boredom is not allowed to emerge, we never reach the state of deep mental relaxation. The information society is an age of heightened mental tension, because the essence of information is surprise and the stimulus it provides. The tsunami of information means that our perceptual apparatus is permanently stimulated. It can no longer enter into contemplation. The tsunami of information fragments our attention. It prevents the contemplative lingering that is essential to narrating and careful listening . . . In the process of digitalization, . . . information acquires an altogether different status. Reality itself takes on the form of information and data. For the most part, we perceive reality in terms of information or through the lens of information. Information is an idea—that is, a re-representation. When reality takes the form of information, the immediate experience of presence withers. When digitalization gives everything the form of information, reality is flattened.

Byung-Chul Han, The Crisis of Narration