to the exclusion of my ugly self. provided that there is a better world around me provided that it is a lie provided that i am ugly provided that truth doesn't matter we posit that my ugly truth is less important than the better world around me we posit that if i can love the lie i will be true we posit that i will only be true when nothing of the lie, the truth, the ugliness – remains. i posit…
I’m doing a lot, which seems to be a pattern as of late with these entries. There’s a planned move going on, slowly but surely advancing to a new life. It’s scary because nothing exists yet, but I have faith. In the meantime, I’ve quit my job after taking a long vacation traveling in the Netherlands and beyond. It feels like so much further, a whole different little world to fall into. A better…
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Mreow :P Life is pretty hectic, and that’s cool and all but I got a long vacation so I’m free for a bit. :D Today’s the last day of it New things Some thoughts on being a live being , inspired by todepond dot com Interestingly, livecoding with pastagang does not meet my bar for liveness, because it does not feel very intentional. Yes, technically I am live but without intent I feel I am just…
hello! a special publication must be made for the purposes of: a TREATISE on SAME DEVICE -ism your people should not be in the same machine as your creativity! you PICK UP the people when you are INTERESTED IN THE GIRLS IN THE RECTANGLE you go to the ART ROOM to do CREATIVITY with your TOOLS (BRUSHES) the rule: if im trying to do something A, but effortlessly it makes me do something else - it has…
hi again! its lunchtimeee Wrote 260309 , a collection of poems UHF Cop Sensed and sensing Now, dinner: DawnOS , for the Subleq OISC snap-0049.png Tiamat , and rejecting humanity to live alongside it Modern Day Body Play , Lynn
usually people have dreams. usually people are so obvious. i reject that. i'm gonna be cryptic and present i'm gonna nuke the world because of the strange quarks that emanate from it. usually people have dreams. i tell myself i am [never awake] i tell myself i am [always asleep] once a queen lived, about three hundred days once, when she lived, the whole world froze at her stake when i wandered…
hi! it’s not actually 2026 yet.. i was going to wait with this one but this thing i wrote has been clairvoyant for my friend group, and so it seems crucial to gift this to the readers too. Other than that, things I enjoyed A piece by the NYTimes about typewriters and old men The beaver-engineered dam in the Czech Republic, which I will not link but is on Wikipedia and really makes you think about…
i got a job i got a job i got a job i got a job! Wrote the next best step Sensed vvn’s What is an orgasm? hikari’s ChatGPT, the dream merchant that kills on montaigne Penelope / Leadhead’s I Radicalized Myself I was reading Alan Watts’ On the Taboo Against Knowing Who You Are , till my ereader died a glorious death, by ~1.3m fall ): the flexSecure Link to section i placed the order, gonna arrive…
we tick alike harmonious motion you spin CCW , me another direction sometimes , i open your back and look at how beautiful you are. clockwork idolatry, you remind me of the 6502 messy, rough, made by Them but mine.
note: i once wrote I’m using iso weeks on this page, when in fact, they were local weeks (where the week starts on Sun)! Sensing Zandra - nothing less My partner’s unpublished novel Blackle Mori’s Bridge to eQualia Italo Calvino’s If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler , which lost my attention (but not interest) a bit ago. Paul Lockhart’s A Mathematician’s Lament “the incel to trans pipeline, inside…
I was reading a blog post and found the text hard to focus on, and came up with this really nice bit of portable CSS to help with that: body { max-width : 500px ; margin : 0 auto ; font-family : "atkinson hyperlegible" ; font-size : 1.1em ; } p::before { position : absolute ; margin-left : -2em ; content : "»" ; } while we’re here.. i’m very proud of what i’ve been doing over on thinks — there’s a…
hi ! here’s a little off-shoot of the side, dedicated to my learning to write non-fictional essays. I currently drift off really fast, but for years now I’ve been wandering the interwebs of my mind in showers, naps, and cat-poop-scoops, imagining brilliant essays and ways to phrase my deep thought, just to lose the spark as soon as the clock ticked. current goal : get out previously : write longer…
when the Sun dances with the Moon, they eclipse. Many brilliant colors, a clash so large, yet so mundane. A powdered white over the rising night, You come up with some might. It's ever so clear, that I don't know you, dear. So let's head into the night, build our dreams anew, Send our bugs running off in flight! … and we'll be sure to succeed in finding some calm and peace! Veer, and find you…
you're on a launch pad tower and you're walking up to your spaceship at the tip of the rocket and you get in and you close the door, the rocket starts shooting up into the sky and after a bit of noise, all is quiet, you look outside and there's some random stars you could visit you set on your voyage onto some little, miniscule even, star system. you land and walk around and its this tiny little…
This one gets a bit messed up on its journey to your feed reader. The full version's pretty, open it. Feather-winged tips embrace my minor frame, Let's dig in, there's room to play. Right foot up, left foot down.. We're all okay, so long we play. So take your kit and put it on, Shoot a ball and make it your all. Dig in and don't forget your glasses, Be big and cry after it all. run through it all…
rooolling at the wayside my eyes not open terrain, my skin (grass) bruising it doesn't hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt , too much time has passed ↓ m time does not always move in one direction y i have learned↗that, (and that sometimes↘it doesn't move look ↖again at you∞ at all) ↙ clock it will never be the same p i am formed and reformed ← →lock ticks and fades↑away m ↙ formed ↙my words echo…
Single shop getaway just to stay, one round hole to fit to my square. Pray, pray it's not the end Fit my faceplate on before we go to bed, A dozen stories all told to no end perhaps assuming that you'll [come next. Finger tracing through my soul, where's the wherewithal to make it your own? Fuji slamming on the taze why speak of truths you'll never face?
Take every step Never fight without sorrow They're payments of ice Never push past the throttle, Or dismay it might To bring pain onto honest Yhru'tr psumrnyd og ivr Nrbrt volf ejile I touch Every step, intertwined, as it might It's too honest, please twaddle Intertwined Never honest till you guess I bite side-by -side Into every step I could've bottled. Deal in too, twice. Take to intertwine…
2024 W43 (October) this fedi thread about comfortable respirators. it just got another reply by @gremlins. W41 (October) just impulsively made this page because i got an email for The Reverent Marigold’s new album, Joshua / Jericho ! i am still listening but their older song, JUDAS , is fucking excellent . blissom’s alem , a long time favorite of ours.
....in my vicinity, lies a corpse its heart still beating, on the tip of my tongue (varicose) a doll now, shielded , apart desperate hands clawing out of the pit the fortress surrounding my heart born to a benevolent world she screams, "we've never been this apart desperate hands clawing clawing out of nowhere a void a sight not to be seen the light in the ship's insides shaking back and forth…
i have worlds within me each an escapade worth documenting on its own they multiply in twice they sneeze when i turn my back on them. they scale up and down worbling around i have worlds within me each an escapade worth a life each a choice to make in front of me ; it's never been behind i have worlds within me a story worth telling without a dime a place for just a part of me they are fervent…
start time ≈ 3 min (make sure your audio is working) (it's questionable on mobile. desktop ff/chrome pls.) Hold On, Sailor by Jenna Caravello A part of the soundtrack for The Final Exit of the Disciples of Ascensia . (it autoscrolls synced to the song w JS! you're gonna have to hit play manually.) 🤍
welcome to my trans angst collection we're beautiful as we are young and as we are old (!) undoing the pain : a wonderful little self-repair toolkit for us trannies alina arclightbutterfly : by your side biology maddie ninecoffees : On the eyes and the girl in the mirror Let's Do Laundry Together (Goodbye Cohost) violet stanza - goodwill (see also my cover ) lily alexandre: no heat you speak a…
mark all the letters of yr various diagnoses. rules: if d/s starts for Disorder/Disease/Symptom you don't get to use it you also get to cross off your LGBTQ letters. be Absolutely Awful with It. W oman. the one that has the most crossed letters have fun! Reset SCORE : 26 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z or type that shit in … the lowest score wins everypony leaderboard -69…
is one of my favorite things to do be it a miniature remote control car or a new laptop it's just so good to get ready and Push push push it out of what they imagined Push till it breaks and there's no guarantee Liftoff, searing off into the sky, incision cut through the skin. Breaking things apart, flapping my wings for the very first time (Doing things no one'd believe I could see) Believing in…
i am beautiful, i am beautiful, under a tree where the sun shines so Bright my steam whines and scratches against my nape, a pat on the head a crinkle of paper for the night my own delight a starry storm, with an honest eye where flowers bloom It's so bright and ponies shine 🤍
my work rolling at the wayside star celestian the tree worlds VOIDING THE WARRANTY dead doll Hold on, Sailor TO BE SEEN f/ lying place little rocks bATTERING RAM! a night kite mainspring i was never fed from the tree of life to the exclusion of my ugly self collections trans angst : the screams of our people nostalgia : we look back in awe