Alexander Avila is fucking awesome. …Not sure why he is using an AI picture, though. Hrmph. Disappointing.

Horrifying. Well done!

you can only speak to them in languages they don’t understand.

so cute e.e

why is this funny

I read the first book and was both:

1. surprised the book did drag (so ahead of it’s time!)
2. disappointed that the drag disappointed you

Then I realized I am an idiot.

fuck this guy. I wonder what they got on him to make him flip like this and start spouting the party line. he so briefly looked interesting and new.

Slop.

Garnet?

we also don’t refuse to allow people to have small amounts of it accessible to them at all times or call it absolutely bad outright just because when used in a malicious way or left to be uncontrollable in particular situations it can be dangerous. shrug.

water can and has drowned people. i fail to see your point.

my choosing to engage with something that might not be true isn’t hurting anyone. i’m a solo practitioner of a non christian faith. :p of course the truth matters, but when staring at it makes you actively suicidal and feel like everything lacks meaning, why not make use of the circuitry our brains evolved with, and let a little bit of What If light the path forward?

Makes me feel more assured and will reduce my suffering until I die. After my death, regardless of if I am right or wrong, the net positive of having had the soothing idea of a larger meaning can’t and won’t be retroactively undone. So why the hell not?

sometimes i think about that kid in the experiment who was sat down and told to wait some time before eating the sweetness put in front of him

that his patience would bring a reward

and i think about how they laughed when he didn’t succeed in waiting and instead crammed the entire gummy bear into his mouth the second they left

looking so guilty afterward

the way they gloated and collected data and prognosticated about his future job prospects and potential success-
certainly not as good as those who waited, they said

it was something about self-control

i know all too well that when he got home there were probably no sweets
or if there were, they were there for a moment only
before being snatched away by either cruel hands or circumstance,

no guarantee that promises meant anything, much less that they were kept.

if it had been me in that chair
i’d have eaten it too.

it really is such a shame what happened to the end of this series. how do you biff something that badly?

dems can‘t and won‘t. they serve the ruling class as well. we have to stop pretending they are on our side, and start taking care of ourselves.