some ppl get upset abt arbitrary rules. but cerebral souls like me understand, that all rules are arbitrary,
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i absolutely do also want rescue sims to be real. but i think we're fooling ourselves 😢
some people dislike america because we do a lot of fucked-up stuff. such as torture, murder, secret nazi-type human experiments, etc. but i think we're the best 💖
take the blackpill: bad outcomes are usually not because of malice but rather systemic incentives
i've always been unable to suspend disbelief about so-called "humans" who are too ready to trust each other. but i am far off the standard human distribution so this leads me to discount many things that more typical people would find entirely convincing
... miniseries is the same word as mini series, isn't it
all my life i;ve wanted to sneer. but also to be scrupulously honest and goodwilled in my sneering. so as you can imagine it has been a bit of a trial finding people to sneer with
in these troubled times of social unrest and government oppression, i take comfort in the fact that the Cathedral is captured by woke
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@d-i-r-k-s-t-r-i-d-e-r: "it is as though i have psychically transmuted the tits off of me and onto you… the t4t experience"
i ate the fairy food it was like silver bells frost-rimed autumn leaves
like breathing in for the first time; it didn't stick to my teeth.
now i choke myself on dirt. now hunger snaps its jaws.
the world gone to ash, dead leaves, moist offal
steaming in the sun. i chew and swallow. i knew the price; i paid it.
i wanted what i took. there’s nothing left to spit back up
but i know now what it tastes like you’d want it too like starlight
moonlit water—birdsong—catching snowflakes on your tongue—
it was like nothing i can tell you. some things are
too bright to really see you’ll go blind looking it was like that
but i could see it, clear off to the horizon—
like candyfloss gone when you bite down.
wild: i am not the unmoved mover of all my traits and behaviors
having developed problems and conditions i've gone back on ssris and MAN do they work. HOURLY i find myself contemplating the wonder and beauty of existence
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It is self-evident that, ordinarily, one must possess a particular kind of insanity to be a good Poster. However, there is on this site a certain class of users who are, by all appearances, relatively normal and sane individuals but who, through careful study and emulation, have learned the art of Posting. They cannot produce Posts in anything like the volume of those naturally cursed with the Gift, but are nonetheless capable of periodic feats of brilliance. I consider user @triviallytrue to be the holotype of this class.
"fantasy" is a genre; "thriller" is a marketing category