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Distraction - Dud May Not Go (Unrealized Recordings from 1996) (What is this, prog rock?) I can't bolster production Thereby increasing the profit [] some corners I guess there's no need to discuss it, oh no [] my computer [] interactive No, I'm no techno-junkie I just find a blank stare relaxing In my head [] In my head [] So tell me again About satisfaction [] again And I need some distraction All the people from high school And you see them down by [] They all got married And they claim to love their kids Got a workload to finish Some coffee and cigarettes The day, it seems so hollow We're just [mass for the/from the circus/circuits] In my head [] too much [ain't ready?] In my head [] too much [headache?] So tell me again About satisfaction [] And I need some distraction So tell me again About satisfaction [] And I need some distraction A-way-oh A-way-oh A-way-oh A-way-oh
monochrome pixel art of a woman in a tank top. she has curly hair and freckles. her left eye is closed.
Homuncular Jesus in religious art The Homuncular Jesus describes the trend in European art from the Middle Ages to depict the Christ child, not as an anatomically correct infant , but, as a small adult man. Artists did this because, according to religious scholars of the time the Christ child had a fully formed body and soul at the time of conception and that He was perfect and unchanging,[13] but in parts of the Bible like Luke 2:52 the jesus grew in "wisdom and stature" so many artists depicted the infant jesus as very small man. [14]
August - Hiatus September -> November: (Manifest) Sep 7: Gimme Shelter Sep 14: Slips and Tangles Sep 21: You Are a Light Sep 28: End of the World Oct 5: End of the World (Part 2) Oct 7: Forward March Oct 12: Harness Your Hopes Oct 19: Space Oddity Oct 26: Bitter Divisions Nov 7: Epilogue - Mt. Washington
an image of L.E. Modesitt, Jr, with a speech bubble implying he is the one speaking
a photo of a page from The Magicians New Class panel 1: a man in a suit and goggles holds up two pill bottles. he says "let's see. spironolactone and *estradiol*. a woman sitting on a table in the background says "yeppers." panel 2: the man reaches for a bottle on a shelf. He says "fascinating. Barbaric, but fascinating." panel 3: he mixes in a beaker a glowing green liquid which billows smoke. the woman says "so, will i get them from you now? or..." panel 4: he pushes it in her face and says "here. drink this. all of it." panel 5: she does, and wipes her mouth, cringing, saying "ugh! how often will i have to drink this stuff?" panel 6: he says "hm? oh, no-- that's it. your body will produce the proper hormones on its own from now on. panel 7: she stares at the beaker, as golden light shines from a window behind her
*Mwaaaah*, the *French*... champagne has always been celebrated for its *excellence*. There is a *California champagne* by *Paul Masson*, inspired... by that same French excellence. It's *fermented* in the bottle, and like the best French champagnes, it's vintage-dated, so Paul Masson's superb... (interrupted)
wikipedia screenshot: The tradition of enumerating 10 is stated in the Sefer Yetzirah: "Ten sefirot of nothingness, ten and not nine, ten and not eleven".
Sometimes, too, iust as Eve was created from a rib of Adam. so a woman would come into existence while I was sleeping, conceived from some strain in the position of my limbs. Formed by the appetite that I was on the point of gratifying, she it was, I imagined, who offered me that gratification. My body, conscious that its own warmth was permeating hers, would strive to become one with her. and I would awake. The rest of humanity seemed very remote in comparison with this woman whose company I had left but a moment ago: my cheek was still warm with her kiss, my body bent beneath the weight of hers. If. as would sometimes happen, she had the appearance of some woman whom I had known in waking hours, I would abandon myself altogether to the sole quest of her, like people who set out on a journey to see with their own eves some city that they have always longed to visit, and imagine that they can taste in rea.lity what has charmed their fancy. And then, gradually, the memory of her would dissolve and vanish, until I had forgotten the maiden of my dream.
Lesbianism, on the other hand, tortures Swann and the narrator because it presents an inaccessible world. Whereas male homosexual desire is recognizable, insofar as it encompasses male sexuality, Odette's and Albertine's lesbian trysts represent Swann and the narrator's painful exclusion from characters they desire.
two nice volumes comprising marcel proust's "in search of lost time"
Four panels from Hunter X Hunter chapter 412. Bill says "The semi-voiced feminine tone B, and the voiced masculine tone B formed by the teeth without closing the lips, are comparatively clear. You were using the gender-neutral tone B at first, and then you started to differentiate at some point. It made me wonder... I didn't think it was a big deal at first. It's such a subtle difference, and plenty of native speakers can't differentiate. But when we were talking about Shimanu's name... I remembered that you started to use both tones... ...After we set sail, right when Kurapika first used his chain abilities. You began swapping between the "daughter" and "a male child" pronunciations of the name "Woble"... ...so you could answer truthfully and avoid getting caught."
three panels from hunter x hunter chapter 412. Shimanu says "My name is Shimanu, not Shimano." Kurapika says "Huh? I said Shimano." The two argue over the pronunciation before Bill says "I don't think Kurapika can pronounce or hear the difference between Kakin vowel tripthongs and dipthongs." Shimanu says "Oh, okay..." while Kurapika tries to pronounce the "Nu".
a compilation of several screenshotted discord messages. #1: yeah!! that's interesting... worst possible [redacted]... I'm so happy I'm also so suprised that I'm so gullible and unthinking #2: ok thats fucked. i don't like that. well ok i like it because it's super interesting and gripping obviously but yeah this eight page thing made me more uncomfortable than any slasher film... it feels super believable, too #3: oh my god that was really good i kept noticing all these oddities and was thinking about pointing them out. but then i read the last paragraph #4: this makes me think of what i imagine house of leaves to be like without ever having read it but it makes me want to #5: it took me until just now to realize that the "twenty-five" at the start is in reference to [redacted] #6: Person 1: twenty five... twenty five... [redacted]? person 2: yep! person 1: auuuughhh i can't believe I didn't get the twist!!!
photo of a small painting. it shows a woman rendered in reds and yellows.
screenshot of a draft that says "living a barren soulless life without malt vinegar"
monochrome pixel art sketch of a bridge over a river
a monochrome four panel comic. in the first three panels, someone is hunched over playing a guitar, hair covering their face with bookcases in the background. they slowly pull their head back, as they stop playing, revealing more of a blank face as they say "sorry if it sounds bad... oh. you can't hear it? this is a comic?" in the final panel, they are drawn with far more detail and shading. their hair covers their entire face as they continue playing.
screenshot of deltarune. a cutscene where ralsei says "another layer."
a sprite from deltarune chapter 5. susie is holding a lot of money in her arms and her eyes are wide
pixel art of a woman in a tank top. she has wavy brown hair streaked through with grey. she has multiple scars and one goes though her eye, which is damaged and half-closed.
Tubular Logic: Writing 100% Formatting 100% Editing 60% Commentary 40% Coding 95%
Tubular Logic: Writing 100% Formatting 100% Editing 35% Commentary 40% Coding 50%
inventing the concept of a "reverse vacation" where you go somewhere worst than where you live to lock in .
roadside picnic by arkady and boris strugatsky. a new translation. foreward by ursula k. le guin. afterword by boris strugatsky
low res image of itachi uchiha. "foolish gay brother" is rendered in an ugly red font over his face
pixel art of amy dallon from worm. she's a young woman with long brown hair wearing a white robe and red scarf. she looks down, light shining against her back, face lined by shadow.
pixel art of a cabin set into a hill in a snowy forest. the windows glow a bright orange and smoke billows from the chimney. footsteps filled with snow melt lead up to the front porch. the word "paracosm" is overlaid in all caps and gold, formatted to resemble a pine tree.
Warnings Glyph 15264 is called ".notdef", a singularly inept choice of name (only glyph 0 may be called .notdef) FontForge will rename it.
A three and a half star review of the movie 'Se7en' that reads: Definitely a film. I can't say I either like it or don't like it. It definitely has its moments and there's some interesting stuff here but I find this kind of villain to be pretty flat. I'm tired of murderers who are classicists. Where the fuck is my postmodern murderer. #theinfinitejestmurderer
In 1916, Hans Henning created a three dimensional smell-prism with six corners.
I miss you. Still wear that sweater you gave me, the blue one. It’s pilling now, but it doesn’t matter to me.
INTERVIEWER: Mr. Faulkner, you were saying a while ago that you don’t like interviews. WILLIAM FAULKNER: The reason I don’t like interviews is that I seem to react violently to personal questions. If the questions are about the work, I try to answer them. When they are about me, I may answer or I may not, but even if I do, if the same question is asked tomorrow, the answer may be different.
INTERVIEWER: What technique do you use to arrive at your standard? FAULKNER: Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut. The young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error. The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him.
pixel art of a snowy cabin set into a hill in a forest. the windows glow a bright orange and smoke billows from the chimney. footsteps filled with snowmelt lead up to the front porch.
a screenshot of majora's mask showing the acquisition screen for the zora mask
a screenshot of majora's mask showing link dying
a screenshot of the song of healing cutscene from majora's mask. link is waving goodbye to the deku scrub
a screenshot of majora's mask showing the moon crashing into termina