PICTURES!

Because why not?

Tales of Lust?

Actually I'm not really in a mood for writing right now. It's dark and it's cold and what I read online triggers me. So, outside of all that frustration - what ... else is there?

Thus ...

It's nice to have a Hobby!

And, if we're still in need of sales pitches, that right there - is good.

I mean - "look at us" - we can come together in peace ... "GLHF" in the start, "GG" in the end ... good day, good bye, thanks for not triggering me!

Think of it, perhaps, this way: The entire realm of Hobbies - it comes from things that we do with our hands. People doing a thing, loving it, honing a craft. And there are people who like to draw, tell stories - and then ... something something quick to anger and hard to please.
And I have to say that I'm kind of loosing it with these people.

Ah, quick to judge ... that was it.
But, should it be OK to ... talk that way of others? As to maybe even call them scum?


I mean, the issue maybe comes down to temptation. Fascism being that temptation - a mirror of the Lusts of man in their strife for power. Let's say ... the Nobility of the Imperium of Warhammer 40k. Here, as I see it, the forces of Chaos are a direct response to the wickedness of the living. And I can paint a world, in which the cruelty of such Nobility is felt throughout the entirety of the civilization. And one might envision that the spark of the Chaos Gods only turns those with a righteous mind into soldiers of their own.

But well, that's fantasy. Fantasy that provides context for a game. A game I'd say that is more on the expensive side of things. Red Flag?


Hmm ... aprospos red flags. I got banned from r/irlgbtq. Or is it r/irl_gbtq? Can't remember.


If we think of ourselves as a Collective - then 'shared property' eventually becomes a thing. Like in a family - or between siblings. That of course requires trust - so in something like 'safe return' or 'treated with respect'. If we can have it - we can do more, more effectively. Like - say, food. OK, we somehow get money - go to store - buy item. So, maybe think of it in terms of doors. How many doors the individual pieces had to go through, to end up in that form in front of you. And it's all "stamped and taxed", because that's how things work. But when you're with family - unless you're maybe eating in a restaurant - there usually aren't any stamps and taxes. Right?
If we need to rationalize what we have to make it through the winter - as they say - we need to be more conscious of what we have and what we can get. In worse cases, we'd have to rely on our own supply. And the more that we can import, the gradually it gets better. That is, trade ... between each other. So, we have to see what we have - and adjust our diets accordingly. To say ... in optimistic conditions, certain goods could still be spread out, even if more sparsely, accross a few locations - where some locations take priority over certain goods. Like - Bananas are good but if some other place can make the best ... idk ... Banana something ... well, I don't like Bananas all that much anyway.
Though Banana flavor rocks!

Needless to say, this way we could also keep a close eye on food production and usage/distribution - like, to drastically reduce food waste.
And ... if it is true that the USA has like ... enough to feed one or two continents ... let's say - whatever it is that we can do - we'd put our logistical tech to much better use if we, beyond our own self-regulation, extended our "door count" to places that need it.

Like ... and I want to be real here ... toys. Good Toys for kids. Or Environments - for kids to grow up in. And I don't mean miniature environments, but environments that people use.

Like - I can't shake the feeling that having spent parts of my childhood interacting with office stuff adds to my privilege. But then also take Lego, Lego Technic and Computers into the mix ... and there's cognitive growth alongside real-life problems. It schools ... mechanical understanding and ... stuff.
So, if we think of primitive Cultures, we might also think of Cultures that don't have a developed "toolkit", or *** whuaaaaaahuaaaaaaaaaa .... XD ... still use the imperial system ... ROFLMAO ***, but yes ... toolkit to school their understanding of reality.


And if I had to pick a side, I'd say that the rainbow is a part of it!


Like ... yea, people do deranged things - but perhaps even more so where the public's eyes are closed to the tragedies. And in instances like this or that, it seems fair that we must be allowed to scrutinize each other. Scrutiny, I feel, creates social cohesion. Scrutiny expects respect - and I wonder: How old is the tale ... of quarrels between Child and Parent?

But as grown ups - so we must wonder - what do we do? What do we do with the magic that we fostered in children? Or would it be the plan, to harbor them in a cocoon of propaganda? Like, OK ... cool:

The quest for the Bubble that does not shatter

So - the Bubble in question is the tale we tell our children. Now, I grew up with tales of the Bible; And later then, on my own accord, tales around the Book of Mormon. I was always curious of the word; And tried to live up to whatever God there was.

Now, whether or not I was looking in the right book for that, that might be one of those curiosities that people could be concerned about - but for me, it worked out great. So far. I suppose.


I mean - it's like ... something out there tries and tries hard to pop it. My Bubble. Could it be that I'm just ignorant?

Well. I guess some people believe in "the hard tale" of life. Of how people screw one another over and how one has to be the bigger asshole to get on in life. But what if God were to turn on the old ways again? The tales that Job's close contemporaries assumed to be true.
Or, yea, the entire story is about enduring "the hard life" for some eventual return - where some might read it as a fairy tale, told to bind people to the idea of a God. Or one told to provide comfort to those that read it. Whether that comfort is justified, well ... or not, ...

But sure. Whenever one of our existential questions cannot be answered, what do we do? Well, we eventually must resort to our own beliefs. And being isolated like that, I would consider that a crippling problem. But where is home? Where is life?


So, what is out there? I don't know much of it. What I do know is that ever so often people pop up in my life ... that appear like stranded. Washed ashore ... or smitten on the rocks of ... I don't want to speak about it.
And I ... I feel like a Ghost. Unable to touch or interact. I guess people are trying to get me in, I'm trying - but ... it just doesn't work.


I rather sit here smoking weed, thinking about ... a better today.
But none within my grasp, it would seem.

But yes. At the end of the day, the different concepts of reality that we have need to somehow converge ... or be discarded. That is just ... meet and greet in reality. Mistakes. Like ... snapping two blocks together wrong? Skipping a step in the instruction manual and being forced to rewind?
Or ... when coding. I soon had to learn that my idea of what the code should do and what the code actually did could be different at times. There just is basic stuff - and anything that requires some noise or a temporal component in the static construct, that adds depth to it. The 'Know-How' is a 'Solution' to a problem - often born from the imagination, confronted with the tools of expressing it.
Like, when an interface is just Arial smeared all over the screen - there was one tool to get something to the screen. Anything better had required at least time to think of something different. Like maybe also make some artworks. But a part of it is also "structural design". That is, if you do ... any. My attempt at it ... different story.

In short: Things aren't always what they seem to be.
But ... hmm ... does this belong here?

It's a wild departure.
Like ... uhm, well. That thing that likes to pop my bubble - there's another thing like that, that is eager to turn that into an unpleasant surprise. A lust for dominance perhaps. Evil personified maybe. If it were a Noble in Warhammer 40k, it would not care to know that them fueling the forces of Chaos would be their own downfall. It only seeks power to dominate, and is frustrated when it can't have it.


But yes. My story - well.
My point is ... there has to be 'our' Story. I think my biggest concern, my biggest worry right now is that ... "Y'all weren't cookin'". Like, who even is "you"? Like, what else is it going to be? Night and Damnation? A steep decline into a cataclysm of some sort? And me? Silenced?

I mean, maybe it makes sense to start from nothing - ... .


Peace and Out!