#no basis in reality for that whatsoever

[betty-bourgeoisie]

Also I like China and Iceland as metamours/ fuck buddies who are dating the same two guys, because ultimately the history of China-Iceland relations is a history of two nations just mutually going "Well Russia and America both seem to think they're important so I guess I should talk to them...." which is, at the end of the day, possibly the most realistic metamour relationship of all

[pizzabookbuying]

I actually love that while usually movie/tv versions of book characters end up oversimplifying the character (especially for enemies to lovers ships) Vampire diaries did the exact opposite.

TV Damon said complex, he said yes I do bad things yes I’m morally grey yes I will have a long and investing character arc. Book Damon said oh? Elena doesn’t love me? Fine! YES I MURDERED ALL THOSE PEOPLE! (He did not) YES I KIDNAPPED AND MURDERED MY BROTHER (he did not) btw…Elena…would you like to spend an eternity with me…I like your hair today

[sheeezu]

Yes, this is a new account, I just made this. I don't care if people question the authenticity of my post, my experience as a shifter, or whatever I'm about to say.

I don't know how to use Tumblr, nor do I know how to make my post reach people who need it, nor would I be a narcissist and say "you're lucky if you found my post!" I don't mind if this reaches an audience or not, I'm glad to get everything off my chest.

Yes. I've shifted.

I have shifted realities, more times than I can count on my fingers, and that is for a very specific reason, which I'll explain later.

I'm writing this because I'm about to permashift, and no, I won't hear out any antishifters or people who don't like permashifting in general, I don't care about your opinion so don't waste my time.

Before I start, I'd like to say one thing:

I was irrational minded, I lacked belief in myself and shifting. Shifting often times felt like a chore more than a fun activity, and i have to admit, it became an unhealthy habit.

So? Why did I mention this?

Because I had been lurking around shifting communities and I realised everyone feels like this, a very (mentally) painful feeling where the lack of shifts starts acting as your biggest enemy, and the phrase:

"Shifting needs practice!"

Sounds like poison when it comes from an experienced shifter.

Though, is the phrase actually true?

No, not at all.

Shifting does not need practice!!

Here's why:

(BTW, I will explain my "method", no matter if I have time or not. Also, I don't call this reality "Current Reality", instead I call it Void reality, so don't get confused.)

The "practice" you're doing is only affecting your void reality (taking time out of your day, making you constantly think you're in your learning phase, so it doesn't exactly lead to your desired reality, does it?)

Of course, if you view it as a skill, it will in some way act like that, it'll become a skill for you, and you can never succeed on your first, second, third, hundredth try, because in your brain you have registered the fact that shifting is this grand, universal task, and that it is very difficult (because its common sense that you practice difficult things to get good at them)

Practice is a very humane and earthly act, if people have succeeded doing just practice, then good for then, they're right in their own way, but it didn't work for me, and in my opinion it's the worst way to view shifting, and often times it is demotivating, and you'll mess up you're entire journey.

Shifting is not a skill, shifting is a universal law.

I'll become more clear as I explain my journey:

My journey:

I found shifting from a random YouTube video 3 years ago. I might have only said cool and moved along.

A year later something traumatic happened in my life, which shook me so badly I needed an escape.

First of all, I chose astral projecting, but I realised I was too much of a coward to do so.

Then I came towards shifting, first DR was very typical, it was Hogwarts.

Having no knowledge whatsoever in the topics of spirituality, meditation, I went straight to methods, because they were like guides for me, I was very inexperienced, of course, and looked at other people and what they were doing for guidance.

Alice in wonderland method didn't do much, raven method was too uncomfortable (side note, all this raven method does is make you too focused on your void reality, cmon, in your DR are you laying down like a starfish?) And I was having terrible trouble with my intrusive thoughts (which made the floor disappear from under my feet, made the stairs for the stairs method too short to climb or straight up made them dissappear as well)

I didn't have any luck that year, no mini shifts, no lucid dreams, or sleep paralysis. And my DRs never remained constant. They always changed on a daily basis.

I was big on methods, I couldn't realize they never worked for me.

Although, this year of failure led me to finally figure out where I belonged.

A DR made out of scratch, which I spend much effort in putting the pieces of it together.

The DR, which was called "Home reality" really made me feel settled in my journey.

LOA, and the consciousness theory were the leading factors which made me shift.

And don't worry, it isn't what you're tired of being told, I didn't just apply any orthodox definition of LOA and succeeded.

Background to my first shift:

It was a particularly stressful day, I really missed my home.

I was studying at my college (I still am, but...) and I was dreading giving a chemistry test, I did not prepare. In my mind, one thing was constantly looping in my head.

The scenario of the chemistry teacher coming in, and taking the test, and the next day I get it handed back with a big fat zero.

But then I stopped and wondered, having already known about the consciousness theory, so according to it:

"I am constantly letting this thought run in my mind, and constantly letting this reality dictate what happens next."

Basically, I realized what was about to happen next was indirectly in my control, but with my line of thinking, I was letting this reality control it directly.

I stopped, like actually stopped thinking.

And with a blank mind I thought.

"I won't have to take any test today."

And went around telling my classmates this with a confident tone.

The teacher came in, said we'll instead do some practicals in lab.

So the test got cancelled.

Going home, I got excited, i felt powerful.

I decided to apply this to shifting.

Before shifting, I took a nap during the day, (if you're tired your body insists on sleeping, so your mind will get hazy and you will start acting lazy towards your goal)

And after living how I normally would, before bedtime, I listened to some songs, and look at a Pinterest board which reminded me of my home reality.

My method and what happened next:

First phase of shifting:

When I laid down on the bed to start shifting, I first got comfy (for me, if I feel sleepy for some reason, I laid on my back, I can't fall asleep in that position, but if I think ill stay awake until I reach a "detached state" then I sleep on my side, it's comfortable)

I obviously wasn't checking the time, but I spent about 10 minutes getting relaxed, all I do to relax is:

a) look at the blackness (closed eyes, looks like starry skies) and try to believe I'm looking at the milky way.

b) think about my home reality, just faces of my loved ones, and nostalgia inducing images.

c) Affirm, but don't focus entirely on affirming, usually in the back of my mind I'm repeating "I have shifted to my home reality" "I have shifted my senses to my home reality" "I have stopped sensing the void reality" "I am smelling, tasting, feeling, hearing and seeing my home reality" no other fancy affirmations required. (Now that I think about it, you need to affirm NOW because this method has two phases, one where you are shifting, and one where you have shifted, and you are in the 3D, where you are occupying your DR self, their thoughts, and memories, and popular method usually only have one phase, either you are shifting, or have shifted. So my point is if you affirm later and you'll be affirming when you're supposed to be in your DR, and obviously, your DR self won't be spouting out affirmations about shifting to a random reality for no reason.)

During this time, you'll feel tingly all over. It's a good sign.

And you'll feel a certain detachment, like you aren't exactly here, you have no idea what position you're lying in, and where your feet are. (Please, for the love of God do not start counting your feet or get freaked out that you can't feel your leg, you'll come back to the void reality.)

So you can start the next phase.

Middle phase (optional):

To prepare for the next and last phase, you can do this to get ready, or don't (First read the third phase)

This is all about connection to your DR.

Think about memories from your DR, focus on the faces of your loved ones, the way you act, talk, your mannerisms in your DR, or you can simply say affirmations like these one:

My name is ___.

I work as a ___.

My age is ___.

Don't try to imagine vividly or anything, lightly touch upon the basic details of your DR, the construction and foundation of any reality and the person, who has existed there for their entire life.

(That's you!)

Phase three:

Take a sudden, abrupt stop from your stream of thoughts. (Yes intrusive thoughts will still pop up but don't give any importance to them) when you're in a blank state of mind, not longer than 30 seconds, you need to build up to the last step of your shifting method, and journey.

a) start imagining hearing the voices of your loved ones or just any voice, calling your DR name, your nicknames, with different tones. (For example, i heard my name in an angry tone from my father when he was scolding me, I heard my name followed by a laughter when my S/O teased me.)

OK, for me, I started feeling intense, groundshaking symptoms at this moment. Sudden flashing of lights, extreme feeling of floating, and ofcourse, feeling tingliness so much that it felt like pins and needle on my entire body. (I did ignore the symptoms)

b) plan the rest of your day in your DR, which you will be spending.

AGAIN, PLEASE DON'T SAY IT LIKE THIS.

❌️When I reach my DR ❌️ I will have to go to that eye specialist for that appointment.

Instead: (and the more you personalize it, the better)

Ughhh, I have to go to that appointment- this day will suck.

(Don't mind my example, that was the only thing I could think of at the moment)

c) in this reality, you are constantly thinking of something, your thoughts are definitely what constructs this reality, and your current thoughts are affecting your subconscious. (By this point, your subconscious is grounded in your DR, so don't worry about that bastard.)

Now, you're going to start thinking, thoughts which are going on in your DR self's mind, start with one sentence, with which you'll be able to start consciously thinking like your DR self.

And think in the style, tone, and mood of your DR self, and keep the thoughts strictly related to your DR.

Thats it, but what happens afterwards? And what happened to me?

So for me, I started feeling weird while I was thinking.

And I remember I thought this:

"Ugh, I don't want eggs for breakfast."

(I'm not saying this is the key to shifting, at this point, I had covered various topics, including, weather, my upcoming work assignment, and praised my S/O for a good 5 minutes.)

And I started panting, like suddenly I was trying to catch my breath, the room felt bright, so I opened my eyes, and well, I was in my home reality :)

I was delirious for a few second, my S/O was looking at me worriedly, but surprisingly, it didn't even take me a minute to adjust, it felt all so natural and I wasn't scared.

I didn't even feel emotional, at all, and didn't hug my S/O with tears in my eyes, I straight up asked to be served breakfast, incase anyone was wondering.

So that's it.

Although i have much to say, I'm tired of writing, but I'm more than willing to answer each and every one of your questions, although I only have 7 hours left till I permashift, I'll remain mostly active till then.

And no, I'm not rereading this to fix my grammar, so just ask if anything confused you.

Ask away.

I'm still not sure if this'll reach anyone or not.

[doberbutts]

The problem with the concept that there are trans men who don’t have male privilege is that it seems to imply that there are trans women who DO have it, which is a concept that is widely agreed to be unequivocally transmisogynistic. Any rebuttal for this?

My rebuttal is; I know trans women who have lived in my house and sat on my couch and watched movies and played videogames with me who have told me to my face that they did receive male privilege on a similar incredibly conditional, individual, and situational basis similar to how I am describing for trans men, how it relied on the closet and total stealth, and very aware they had to be of the line they were toeing, and how much worse they are treated now that they are out and transitioning, and how afraid they are to say it because of rabid people online who are looking for any excuse whatsoever to hurt them when they deal with that enough in their everyday lives.

I am forever reminded of this older interview (mid-90s early 2000s I think) of transgender Japanese citizens and this one person who was probably what we would call a trans woman. And, like my butch friend, was trapped in a situation in which there was absolutely zero room to breathe. They were amab, married to a woman with multiple children, working as a businessman to support the family. They said how they always felt like a woman on the inside, and how they knew that could never be a reality for them, so they didn't see much point in pursuing anything because it would break their family apart. The only thing they could do was make various cute needlework girly things during their daily commute to and from work. They had some cover story for their wife that they were buying them from a shop for their daughters or something.

Do you think that this person, who is perceived by everyone around them to be a cis man for several decades, does not benefit from male privilege in any way despite probably not actually being a man? Do you understand what I'm talking about when I say that this is a topic that needs to be discussed with far more delicacy and nuance than "man privilege woman not privilege"?

Do you think that all of the accounts of trans women out there saying "when I came out and started identifying as and passing for a woman, people suddenly started treating me much worse" and "I frequently have to boymode because otherwise my life is too dangerous" aren't discussions of exactly what I'm talking about?

Privilege is a tricky, complicated thing. It's also something bigoted society bestows upon you, and not a moral critique of your own existence. TERFs and MRAs both have poisoned the well, but that's not a reason to completely disregard the much-needed grace that has to be had during these conversations.

Personally I think any trans person's experience with "male privilege" is shakey at best and entirely contingent on a wide number of factors that you can't just point at their gender and say yes or no. I think it's way more complicated than that. And I don't think anyone is lesser for having or not having it, either. Gender is a morally neutral thing. Gender presentation is a morally neutral thing. It is okay to exist. It's okay to have a complicated existence.

[ko-existing]

Get used to seeing your experience as experience only

by Being_is_IT on Twitter

The only fact you have is your experience. Misinterpreting or misrepresenting this fact is the cause of all suffering. Is there something as correctly interpreting this fact? No, correctly interpreting this fact is equivalent to not interpreting at all. Your experience is not interpretable. You better leave it as it is.

Without trying to interpret your experience, then, you will come to discover what it actually is. Such discovery is doable because you are IT already. The only undeniable fact is your experience. Your experience is presence. What does it mean? However you interpret this presence is entirely arbitrary, but the fact of being present is undeniable. Every single thing you think you know about this world and about yourself is entirely this experience. It's not actually that 'a word' appeared. It's not actually that 'a me is born'.

The only thing that appears is this experience.

Please get used to seeing experience as experience only, rather than stuff you interpret them to be. Simply notice the fact that what you are experiencing is experience itself.

Let me stress it again:

You are not actually experiencing a so-called 'life', you are experiencing experience itself.

You are not actually experiencing 'space and time', you are experiencing experience itself.

You are not actually experiencing a world, you are experiencing experience itself.

You are not actually experiencing sun shine, you are experiencing experience itself. You are not actually experiencing "I am living...", you are experiencing experience itself. You may be calling it a 'world', but that is just an interpretation of your experience.

How do you know this is a world? Because you have an experience. And you are interpreting your experience as consisting of a world. How do you know you have a body? Because you have an experience. And you interpret the experience as consisting of a body.

How do you know there are other beings? Because you have an experience and you interpret your experience as consisting of other beings. So, the actuality that is present is simply your experience. All the rest are just your interpretations. It is very easy to hold your interpretations as actual or as truth.

You are used to hold your interpretation as factual reality. But actually, there is no basis for such holding. When you begin to take your experience as just experience itself, rather than take them as interpreted framework of ideas and concepts that you are used to accept, then, you begin to feel very interesting properties. What kind of interesting properties are they? For example, your experience is present, undeniably present.

Nothing else whatsoever is present but your experience alone. You can't find anything other than your own experience. You cannot turn off your experience even if you try. Your experience is automatic. Your experience is instantaneous. Your experience is always here and now. It's always brand new because experience never repeats itself. Experience has no duration. It does not come and go.

You notice that your experience presents infinite range of qualities, such as, colors, lights, sounds, textures, thoughts, emotions, sensations, all of those infinite qualities and nuances. As a convenient pointer, I would name those infinite qualities as Infinite Radiance, or Infinite Shining Forth. So, this presence is Infinite Radiance or Shining Forth.

Even when you are in deep sleep, the Radiance show up as something. Maybe something very subtle, maybe something you can never be able describe, but it always shows up as something. Even when you are dreaming, although the Mind interprets it as 'dreaming', the so-called 'dreaming' is none other than radiance shining forth. The radiance showing up in your experience tends to have infinite degrees of patterning.

Of course, such patterning can be interpreted as 'body, me, others, space, time, events, world, sun, moon, light, dark'. But they are not actually what's interpreted as, they are simply radiance shining forth in your own experience. Please notice, no pattern has any consistency. No pattern ever repeats itself. You never experience exactly the same configuration twice. You never see the same thing twice.

Even if it's a room you go in and out everyday, every instance of your experiencing this room will be a difference experience, always unique and never duplicate. You never think the same thought twice. You never feel the same emotion twice. Nothing whatsoever repeats itself. As soon as a certain pattern appears, it disappears and morphs into some other patterns. Even if you are looking at the same apple for 5 minutes, you may interpret that an object called 'apple' exists independently.

Not so actually, all you are seeing is a patterning in your experience that never repeats itself. It is an illusion to imagine that there is a stable object called 'apple' existing somewhere. This patterning is absolutely unresolvable. Even though the patterning appears to be very structured, when you try to get to the bottom of the patterning, you can't find exactly what this patterning actually is.

Because as you go deeper in your search, the patterning morphs into infinitely different patterning. You will never be able to determine what it actually is. That is why I say that experience is absolutely unresolvable. Many people wish to obtain a definitive and final experience. This expectation is an illusion. You will never be able to reach a final or definitive type of experience. You may imagine that 'death' is a kind of final experience.

Not so actually. When it comes time for you to die, you will discover in total surprise that 'death' is not what you think it is. And you will discover that there is no such thing as 'death' in the first place. Let's get used to seeing experience as experience only, rather than holding them as 'this thing, that thing, me, others, world, universes, my life, me living my life, past , future' and etc., then, your entire energetic alignment will be realigned and subtle miracle would appear.

Directly noticing your own experience is the highest yoga you can ever practice.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hi So I go to a Christian school so get tonnes of sex misinformation on the daily

but the other day my bible teacher was talking about porn addiction (bad start I know) and I wanted to know if what he said was in any way accurate

he said that when someone first sees any kind of pornagrhaphic content it sticks in their mind and that’s all it takes to want to see more, does this have any basis in reality whatsoever?

hi anon,

well, yes and no.

if you enjoyed what you were looking at - if it made you feel aroused, if it was interesting to look at, even if it was funny! a lot of erotica is funny! - then sure, it may stay in your memory and make you want to see more. you know, the same way that having a tasty little snack might make you want to have another tasty little snack, or watching an episode of a cool TV show might make you want to watch another episode, or listening to a great new song might make you want to listen to it over and over. porn doesn't have a unique death grip on your brain, your brain just likes things that are exciting and enjoyable. being turned on can feel good, and there's literally nothing wrong with that - on a biological level we're wired for it, since sex is necessary to pass on our genes and continue the species. and even if the sex we're interested in isn't reproductive (sex alone, sex where no one can get pregnant, sex with protection against pregnancy, etc) your brain doesn't care - that shit feels good regardless. so, yes, wanting to return to things that make you feel aroused is as normal as, like, wanting another sip of a tasty drink or to keep playing your favorite video game. as long as it's not taking over your entire life, it's harmless.

crucially, it's not like this is a power that all porn has over every person. porn that does nothing for you - kinks that aren't your kinks, actors or characters using terminology that turns you off, scenarios that simply aren't sexy to you - is incredibly easy to just look away from, and it's not like you're doomed to an instant boner every time you see something even a little bit sexual. people read erotic novels or fanfic in public all the time, and on this very website it used to be incredibly common to encounter gifs of random porn among your scrolling (still possible in some corners of tumblr, but less frequent now). it was very simple see two (or more) people hardcore boning on the dash, say "huh," and then just keep trucking, no worse for the wear.

in my experience I've found that the people who have the most difficulty with obsessing over sexual images are the people who have been most thoroughly trained to think of sex as deviant and dangerous, which makes it very upsetting to see and difficult to get out of your head. folks who are able to conceptualize sex as just a thing that happens that people do sometimes tend to have much less trouble with those kinds of repetitive thoughts.

[fight-nights-at-freddys]

back at it on r/antiship. for the hell of it, let's go thru why these are strawman arguments at best, stupid at worst, or why what they're saying is objectively true!

TL;DR, half of the things they say are correct, but are framed as being bad things, and the other half is just misinterpreting what proshippers actually say. also they don't know what "normalization" or "romanticization" mean.

hiding under the cut so y'all don't gotta scroll for years

-first pic- that isn't the reason conservatives think lgbt ppl are pedos. they'd think that regardless of what fiction they like, because no matter what, they'd see us as predators/pedos/whatever bad thing. q art will always be inherently problematic to conservatives.

the reason WHY people equate "problematic" fanfic/art to q art is because they both deserve to be protected, they both are often called "degenerate", and that if they censor one, they'll censor both, because to the people that want to censor it, they're both one and the same. it's always "too sexual", or "what if kids see it", or "it promotes the Bad Thing", and just because they're pointing the gun at "problematic" fiction rn, doesn't mean they won't turn the gun on YOU.

-second pic- 1. fiction doesn't affect reality! at least not on a 1:1 basis! correct! 2. that is also correct! i can be interested in violent, gory movies, but i don't like OR condone violence or gore irl! correct! 3. if it walks, talks, and acts like a puritan, it's probably a puritan. stop advocating for censorship and puritanism and we won't call you that. 4. correct again! it isn't mine or anyone else's job to monitor what other people's kids do on the internet. the internet is not for children. 5. hate to say it, because i don't wanna say ANYONE protects predators, but antis do tend to create spaces where preds can sneak around undetected as long as they say The Right Thing™. 6. if you're allowing your 6 yr old to watch videos that say "fluttershy supports MAPs!", then you need to take away the ipad, not start banning shit. 7. gonna keep it real, idk what this means. stop using these words, i guarantee you they don't mean what you think they mean. 8. same as above 9. what 10. okay great, good for you that you only know ONE predator that's an anti. what about the hundreds of others that lurk in the shadows because they say the right thing, and pretend not to like problematic stuff? what about Kyle Carrozza, ya know, the anti that was arrested not too long ago? feel like we're ignoring some stuff here for the sake of pretending your side's good, and ours is bad.

-third pic- 1. well, antis are, aren't they? if you think csem should be criminalized (and it should), and you equate fanart to actual csem, then yes, you ARE trying to criminalize fantasy. 2. two things. for one, it's not always a sexual thing. hell, half the time it isn't. and two, fetishes DON'T hurt anyone (unless the whole point is to hurt someone, but there's always consent!) 3. correct! fictional characters don't have rights. are you advocating for them to? 4. you can't act like porn abolition isn't a cornerstone argument for A LOT of antis. if you agree that fictional smut is bad, chances are you think porn's bad, too. (which also overlaps with radfem beliefs too!) 5. they're not blood related because they're NOT REAL. it doesn't matter if they say they're blood related, because they're fictional. 6. are you insinuating you need to get consent from these fictional characters before you ship them? 7. why should i care? does it hurt anyone? no. does it do any damage? no. is there any downside whatsoever? no? then what does it matter. let people do what they want forever.

[askshivanulegacy]

OP is very much barking up the wrong tree, clutching pearls at "how dare you call AI images not art!"

Well, AI images are NOT art. The person who inputs the prompt for them is very much a lazy button-pusher and NOT an artist. If the prompter is akin to anything in the art world, it would be an art commissioner, because that's exactly what they do. And yet, the AI tool is just a tool. There's no artist involved.

A "broke, disabled hobbyist" using the AI tool is still a lazy button-pusher no matter how you want to look at it. Doesn't matter how broke or disabled they are. None of that will magically transform them from a button-pusher to an artist via AI. None of that will make their AI output into real art. Full stop. You can't wishful think that reality away just because you want the title of "artist." Is that unfair? Well, do you think typing prompts into a machine actually qualifies you to be an artist? Ever? No. You will need to find some other method of creation that doesn't outsource the process to a machine, if you want to be called an artist. The quality of being "unfair" doesn't make reality change.

Does it matter to anyone at all if that "broke, disabled hobbyist" wants to generate pretty images for their home? NO. Nobody cares! It will impact no one. Personal use is fine.

But you can't turn around and sell those images. You can't turn around and suddenly market yourself as an artist. You can't go to corporations and demand to be paid as a button-pusher to sideline real artists who devote time, effort, and skill to create real work. You can't tell an artist that you didn't want to pay them so you used the AI to mimick their work and get your art for free.

I mean. You COULD but that would make you a selfish, entitled ass.

I've seen other comments on this post talk about "fair use" and "collages" and "data collection."

When you collect data from people to use for published purposes, those people have to give permission. No permission was given; AI is theft.

When you make a collage, you don't sell it. If you want to sell it, you must legally source and seek permission from all your sources for their original work to be used in your derivative thing and sold by you. AI is theft.

When you make fanart under fair use you are also legally not allowed to sell it! All the fanart and fanfiction operate in a very gray zone. Fanartists assume that they're chump change and no one will go after them, and that they provide free promotion. It's a fair assumption! Legally, the real creators are allowed to take issue with it, if they want.

AI is theft. At the very minimum, it is theft of the data, because there is no legal basis for these giant corporations to make use of personal art and writing for the purposes of training an AI which they turn around and profit from.

AI is theft, AI is NOT art, and those lazy-ass button-pushers are NOT artists.

Economic anxiety has a way of bringing out reactionary sentiment in anyone if they're not careful.

It is deeply, deeply frustrating to watch it play out in front of me in leftist spaces such that self-proclaimed leftists are using actual, literal fascist arguments about Real Art vs. Fake Art and Real Labor vs. Lazy Button-Pushing.

These things don't become any less bad when you SAY your enemy is "some rich techbro" while calling broke disabled hobbyists "evil soulless automatons".

The central logic doesn't become true when you SAY you're targeting an inhuman machine while you screech obscenities about a great replacement at its operator.

When you say one minute "there is no unskilled labor, only undervalued skills", it doesn't magically absolve you of saying "nooo, you were supposed to automate away the BAD and DEMEANING jobs with no financial safety net for the workers, not THIS one I consider RESPECTABLE" in the next breath; it only makes you a fucking hypocrite.

"Fair use for me but not for thee" is not a rational position to prevent plagiarism and forgery; it's just a means to codify an ingroup and an outgroup.

"Degenerate art" is always, ALWAYS reactionary and proto-fascist thing to believe in, even if you wrap it up in other fancy words because you know "degenerate" is a Bad Word. "There is Good Art that makes society better and Bad Art, if you can even CALL it Art at all, that will rot our brains and turn us all into mindless drones if it's allowed to survive" cannot be made into anything but a reactionary position! Period! End of!

"Lazy button-pushers" are EXACTLY what corporations want you to think ANY automation operator is, so they can take credit away from those employees and criminally underpay them. They said the same damned thing about digital artists back in the early days of Photoshop. They say the same thing about overworked VFX artists today. You are DIRECTLY helping them make it worse with this argument.

The same old fucking trick of making you uncertain of your financial future so you lash out at other victims of the system because you "can't take the risk" of coming together to fight the actual enemy? Is working a FUCKING treat on way too many people who pride themselves on Not Being Like That - and it's even worse because a lot of the time pointing this out will get nothing but denial because maintaining pride in a leftist, progressive, pro-labor, pro-human Identity is more important to way too many people than ACTUALLY identifying the root of reactionary sentiment and the strategies used to spread it.

It makes me genuinely feel like I've fallen into a Fox News convention, hearing all these blatantly reactionary arguments and actively self-defeating strategies to Protect Labor.

[genderkoolaid]

Just happened across absolutely yuck take:

https://www.tumblr.com/bichoplaza/730303719824130048/like-men-arent-usually-into-the-nonbinary-thing

I don’t even know what to say to this, to be honest. Hoping you could give a more comprehensive breakdown, if you feel so inclined.

funny enough I already have this person blocked. they're a TERF, for context, so when they say "man" they're talking about people assigned male:

so the post is basically just typical"trans people assigned male are only trans to hide their misogyny" misandry. but its extremely funny to act like

people assigned male being nonbinary and using they/them pronouns is accepted, as if they aren't constantly rebinarized

trans people assigned male are never accused of misogyny, nobody ever views them as being dangerous misogynists

but like. modern radfems really really want to be Radical and Transgressive against patriarchal society. but they've essentially based the entire current movement off of Trans Bad (with the supporting figure Sex Work Bad). so they have to convince themselves that the patriarchy loves trans people and society at large is extremely fond of and protective over trans people, so they can say things that aren't even slightly based in reality like this. its like when they say "well why do you hear so many stories about transfem predators????" as if they are not the ones popularizing those stories because they are obsessed with the idea of transfems being predators. they don't want to face the fact that their views on trans people are totally in-line with patriarchal thoughts on trans people, and that trans identity is not protective against accusations of misogyny or misogynistic violence. because facing that means that their transphobia isn't radically feminist as much as normally patriarchal, and the traditional radfem theory of transness has literally no basis whatsoever in reality

[powerpuffobsession]

I don't like Vaggie getting retconned into an angel

(This one is more of a personal opinion/complaint/vent. I'm just trying to analyze why exactly I dislike this plot change. Viewer discretion is adviced)

When the leaks first said that would happen, I chose to believe it was fake until the very last second. I remember even denying it in my mind when I started watching season 1, hoping that they haven't implemented such a change....

Because the sinner Vaggie premise had so many interesting possibilities - of making her a person, someone interesting on her own, when separated from Charlie

Her sex worker past (meaning the incoming bonding with Angel Dust over shared trauma), her life in El Salvador, her death age that was supposed to be very young (early 20s dead in 2014) contrasting the other hotel residents exept for Niffty (who's from 50s), an interesting dynamic with Charlie where a human sinner gets together with an ancient demon princess - we were promised all of that.

The fandom built plenty of fancontent on the "sinner Vaggie" basis and got used to it. Not many expected an angel Vaggie, and I remember a lot of people saying that would be too obvious and boring and that that wouldn't happen

And in reality, it turned out to be even worse, in my opinion. Now Vaggie is literally one of the faceless Barbie dolls mass produced by Adam. She's so unimportant in-universe, she got broken and thrown away when she was no longer in use. Very symbolic, don't you think?

Her boss, Adam, is objectively more interesting than she is now! By becoming his inferior, Vaggie lost her miniscule interesting features in favour of being outshined by a male character! The one who mistreated her too. So typical... never change since the pilot era

To add salt to the injury, we learned that Vaggie IS in fact, short for Vagina, and that this "charming" name was given her by Adam, the sexist murderous pig! And she kept that name, as if actually liking it! Great!

(Vaggie being short for Vagatha was still unpleasant because Vivzie's dumb humour was obvious through and through, but a lot less offensive than what we actually got)

(And wow thanks a lot for that Vagatha joke with Sir Pentious. Way to mock the viewers by accentuating what was lost)

Also, Vaggie has basically no backstory now - "she was a murderer, then BAM she's not a murderer anymore, and out of nowhere she became a love interest for the main character". And her sparing a child was honestly such a cheap attempt at pulling at the viewer's heartstrings... why did she spend so many years murdering everyone in her way (making her the most effective exorcist, according to Adam himself!) but suddenly decided not to kill a child sinner? Were there no other child sinners before that one? Besides, it's hell, girl! That child could have drove his peer to suicide or killed animals for all we know!

And we are seriously supposed to care about a character who was a boring basic warrior intended for mass murdering just a while ago? Sure, that cliche can actually work with the right portrayal, but not like this! (Personally, I really felt my interest to Vaggie drop when the angel plot twist was revealed, it was like a cold shower)

That leaves Vaggie no choices of showing any personality whatsoever other than clinging to Charlie and having every moment of her life revolve around being with the princess, loving her and helping her. No thoughts, hobbies, world views and goals of her own. Come on, that's so bland!

Vaggie basically just changed one owner to another - from Adam to Charlie, to completely dissolve in their needs and wants instead of devoting some time to her own (which she can't have because she was born as a slave - that is if exorcists are created by Adam)

I feel like I shouldn't complain. I want to believe that if angel Vaggie was given time and space to develop, I'd like her, but really no... the very idea of making her part of Heaven was still-born to begin with, given the nature of hazbin hotel. This cartoon shot itself in the foot with an awful pacing. In the light of that, making Vaggie a significant part of a plotline that had no time to shine was a choice to avoid

And angel Vaggie should have stayed an urban legend in the fandom instead of making it into the show. I feel sad that for me Vaggie was ruined as Hazbin Hotel's aspect I could have enjoyed

I hope she at least gets more interesting interactions with Charlie and other characters in season 2. The ones in season 1 were not so bad, even if they're not the ones I wanted. And I'm still going to love Vaggie out of habit even if she's not the same anymore. Maybe I'll come around and start loving her as an angel eventually 🤞

P.S. why did they change the delicate white colour of her dress and the light pink colour of her bow to bright red shirt and bow? If she's a angel, wouldn't it have made more sense for her to be wearing pallette that has a bit of white in it to make her stand out? Even in that regard a questionable decision was made, dear god...

[city-of-ladies]

“In discussing all these diverse images of armed and actively fighting women of Old Norse literature, and in critically acknowledging that many of the accounts that concern them were created several centuries after the events, it is easy to relegate them all to the sphere of fiction and to regard them as having no basis in historical reality whatsoever. But if we turn to other medieval sources, created independently of Old Norse literary tradition and stemming from different cultural milieus, we will find within them very similar patterns of the occasional female participation in martial activities. The two case studies reviewed above – namely that of Æthelflæd of Mercia and of the women who fought in the siege of Dorostolon – strongly support the idea that there could be some reality behind the stories of armed women that survive in Old Norse literature. Also other historical women of the Viking Age, especially those who stemmed from the highest echelons of society, were occasionally compelled to engage in endeavours associated with warfare and would oversee military operations. For instance, the great Princess Olga, who was the wife of Igor of Kiev, led her army against the Slavic tribe of Derevlians, devised her own impressive strategies and through all these initiatives gained recognition among her companions, regardless of her biological sex.

It thus feels highly unlikely that all these medieval accounts, including the famed descriptions of female warriors in Saxo Grammaticus’ Gesta Danorum, were only inspired by legends of the ancient Amazons and served as curiosa and literary embellishments to entertain the audience. As we shall see in the following chapters of this book, archaeological finds from across Scandinavia provide support for the idea that some Viking Age women did wield weapons and in one way or another found their place in the martial sphere.”

Women and Weapons in the Viking World: Amazons of the North, Leszek Gardela

[lycankeyy]

treat yourself

Apparently "waiting until I get the brotherly fluff itch" meant two total minutes. Surprise back at it again with the slice-of-life snippets HDKWHDJ also I didn't really proofread this because I fucking hate . Proofreading so all typos are made out of hubris /silly

BFs in this one-shot: boyf (fc!bf, mine), ys (yourself/silly billy, @ochrearia); beef (wyd!bf, @gemharvest) offhandedly mentioned

-

There comes a point in the winter season, somewhere right between Thanksgiving and the typical gift-giving season, where a person who's been having a rough time up until that point decides fuck it. This was a mentality that had gotten Boyf through most of his life, to be fair, but it was hitting especially hard now, going into next year. He looked at all the time he'd spent struggling to get out of bed or working himself into the ground or worrying people and decided it was high time to throw his hands up and declare what the fuck ever. I'm gonna treat myself. Who cares.

This is, of course, an infinitely more appealing philosophy, regardless of how it might manifest, with a fellow victim to drag into the torment nexus of holiday cheer with you. And honestly, there was no one who quite fit the bill like Yourself.

Boyf had been relying on him a lot as of late. Emotional support, mostly, though there had been a couple times in there where his older brother had seen him in, well, less than prime physical condition, possibly of his own hubris. But anyway, it was hard to do that for so long without feeling a bit guilty. He supposed that went for anyone, but YS hit hard in particular.

It was not a secret whatsoever that YS was an extremely miserable person, just on a day-to-day basis. If you opened a DSM-V to the diagnostic criteria for major depression, you'd find a picture of YS as figure a. The guy had enough going on on his own without Boyf giving him a heart attack once every two weeks and all the support he sometimes-wordlessly-but-sometimes-very-openly asked for. YS never asked for any sort of reward or anything, honestly he seemed like he might implode if he even considered the idea, but that wasn't about to stop one Boyfriend Quire. Because he wanted to get silly with it. And nobody was quite deserving of Ambiguous Silly like Mr. Silly Billy himself.

And what do you know, it just so happened that his partners were going to be out of the house for a few hours today. Perfect excuse to invite him over instead of nonchalantly dragging a fuckton of random shit to an alternate reality to satiate his innane urges.

He didn't even stop to consider the fact that Yourself was, on average, a little bit awkward about visiting Boyf's world. He had some weird guilt complex or whatever that Boyf didn't like to humor enough to even acknowledge half the time. He just wanted him here. For his weird mental zoomies.

And so a plan was set in motion. It usually took a little bit for YS to get back to him when he invited him over - even if he wanted to, Boyf could easily understand the lack of inertia that kept him in bed for a good while after he read the message - so Boyf was already taking action before he even arrived. It had been a hot minute since he'd made this recipe, actually, and he barely remembered the circumstances, just that he still had it saved. And now seemed like a perfect time to drag it out and dust it off.

He didn't exactly have all the garnishes on hand, but he didn't bake enough to use the other ingredients for other stuff, so he still had a bunch laying around. Easily enough to serve two people. Maybe make some more, if it turned out that good.

So by the time YS finally told him he was ready to come over, the concoction in his pot was already about halfway done. He quickly went to retrieve his big brother from the mirror, with a degree of excitement said brother immediately picked up on.

"Oh, no. You have that look Beef gets," he complained without any actual disapproval behind his tone. Continuing in a completely flat voice, without a hint of even a rhetorical question to it, he said, "what are you going to do to me."

It's self-care day, Boyf informed him eagerly with the sort of extreme confidence of someone declaring a national holiday.

YS quirked an eyebrow at him. It was obvious from the look in his eye that he probably hadn't slept and was only half-comprehending what was even going on. "O... kay," he said, confusion muffled by the tiredness. "What does that have to do with me?"

Boyf didn't even respond to that one. Simply grabbed YS' wrist and dragged him to the kitchen - to be fair, he wasn't really supposed to stop stirring the chocolate milk.

Still trying desperately to piece together what the goal of bringing him here was, YS lazily looked over his shoulder to see what exactly he was walking in on. Mostly the smattering of ingredients on the counter and the pot Boyf was once again looming over. "You're melting chocolate chips," he observed.

Into milk, Boyf supplemented, which to be fair, did add a little context, though it far from explained anything.

YS blinked slowly, standing back a bit as the kitchen timer let out its shrill sound and Boyf moved to adding the rest of his hoard - cocoa powder, cinnamon, nutmeg, a little vanilla extract... "... you invited me over for cocoa?"

For self-care day, he restated. Maybe this was a bit of a weird sticking point, but to be fair, YS was one of those people who wouldn't know how to accept a present if it was something he literally asked you for.

"Right," he said, confusion not alleviated even slightly, though now it was manifesting as some form of fond bewilderment. "Well, thanks, I guess. I'll be, uh, on the couch. If you need me."

With a hum of acknowledgment, Boyf didn't even take his eyes off his pot as YS slunk off to make himself (figuratively) small somewhere in the other room. It wasn't like he'd been expecting him to match his energy this far into winter, after all.

Luckily, there was very little to this other than a couple more minutes stirring, pouring the contents into some mugs, adding some whipped cream and serving. Like he'd expected, YS was curled up on his couch, visibly cold and looking like an animal that had been woken in the middle of hibernation.

His face lit up a little bit though as he was handed his cup, cradling it in his hands like it was precious to him. "Thanks," he mumbled.

With no further comment, Boyf picked up his remote, turned on the TV and collapsed next to YS - something the man woke up just a little bit to lightly scold him for - they were both holding cups full of steaming hot milk, man - but ultimately relaxed when Boyf nuzzled up against him like a needy cat.

The older man huffed, and his eyes smiled more than his face did. "So your plan was just to use me as a sentient pillow. I see how it is."

YS peered into the mug with mild skepticism, though it had nothing to do with the potential taste. "Isn't it too hot to drink, still? It was just boiling."

For the millionth time, Boyf reiterated his motivations - self-care day, to which YS rolled his eyes playfully. Is it good?

At that, Boyf gave his own a brief scrutizing look, before taking a sip with zero hesitation, flinching a little as it burned his tongue. Yeah, he thought to him. Not as bad as cocoa from a coffee shop would though.

YS looked like he wasn't sure if he should laugh or be mildly horrified. "That's not. How you test that," he said, trying desperately to keep his voice even. Boyf looked up at him with completely clueless eyes, though, and shortly, YS' expression softened. Then got a little more devious. "You know what, fuck it."

His reaction to burning his tongue was slightly stronger than Boyf's, which either of them could have expected. Temperature difference and all. Still, BFs were BFs.

Good? Boyf reiterated as YS awkwardly scrubbed at his mouth like that would make the sensation in his lips go away.

After taking a moment to regain his composure, YS sighed, nodded, and after disregarding the urge to make a mildly snarky comment about how it was hard to taste anything when his tongue was on fire, he just nodded. "Yeah, it's nice. It's really nice."

Good. Boyf said, thoroughly pleased with himself. He leaned back against his guardian angel, pressing himself into his shoulder, cradling his hot chocolate in his hands. Taking a deep breath in his contentment, he sighed out, "bee love you."

YS blinked down at him, long fingers curling around the relatively small cup he'd been offered. He still couldn't really grasp what the whole deal here was, and a part of him told him there had to be more to this than was being let on, but even then, it wasn't like he could just let that comment go unanswered. He smiled softly.

"Love you too, little man."

[pokegyns]

zoroark seems to have failed to grasp (or more likely ignored) the baeddel theory of radical feminism's degeneration caused by cis privilege, which prevented cis radfem theorists from fully grasping the patriarchy. thusly the torch of true radical feminism was picked up by early queer theory (for focus we shall ignore queer theory's petit-bourgeois degeneration, caused by spontaneous habits creating vulnerability to rainbow capitalist co-option, creating a de-link with feminism, thusly losing its holistic grasp on patriarchy). the transandrobros is incapable of true radical feminism due to internalization of maleness, & therefore unsuited to grasping baeddelism's (that is to say true modern radicalism's) expanded theory of internalized misogyny, which majorly builds on theories of gender performativity

baeddels are fucking cuckoo. i kept opening this ask in the inbox & kept changing my mind whether i should answer this or not, but your case is truly to be studied & i believe people should see your true insanity to its’ fullest so……

the audacity to say that female people are “unable to fully grasp the patriarchy” really tells me that you people believe female people to be “unsuited for truethink”– thus needing to be “guided by the clearer truth of the male’s mind”. that’s way too close to the christofascist ways of thinking, but you’re way too scared to admit that you might be aligning with extremist christian ways of belief! yet you’re over here talking about “de-link” with feminism, ironic lmfao. your usage of intellectual terms, specifically marxist terminology, tells me that you’re trying to imitate the anti-capitalist corners of feminist theory. but can you truly proclaim yourself to be marxist if you cannot even comprehend basic marxist concepts such as the family, commodification of female bodies, capitalist exploitation of female people on the basis of [tangible sex], reproductive labor & marginalization of the female reproductive system? you use a bunch of word salads to further prove your heavily misogynistic, specifically transandrophobic in this instance, belief that male people are somehow more capable of defining oppression that they don’t even face. it’s screaming entitlement at its’ finest.

baeddels are not “true radical feminists”. baeddels take up the worst corners of “radical feminism” (gender essentialism, transandrophobia/antitransmasculinity, the entire concept of a “gender traitor”, pure hate & no actual activism whatsoever), a.k.a they twist radical feminism up & down, switching & turning it upside & downside to their own liking, they modify it to fit their fucked up view based on a very specific & niche form of idealist metaphysics. they take the worst section points of the worst & most unhinged corners of radical feminism, and then expand their beliefs to be trans-inclusive. their views are based on pure hatred, negation of reality, and a very specific hatred targeted at transmascs.

if i am somehow “unfit” for feminism because i “internalize maleness” as a transmasc– then i am sorry to break it to you, but your right to talk about feminism should be revoked in the first place, as your maleness is externalized.

– mod zoroark

[r-ob-yn]

I don't think internet discourse by people in the imperial core about the ongoing decolonial efforts in Palestine have any effect whatsoever on the events. I don't think engaging in this discourse serves any purpose beyond trying to make ourselves feel righteous. It's also basically impossible to engage in without playing into genocidal rhetoric of one persuasion or another.

The thing that's much more interesting to me is just how fundamentally far apart my and other imperial core residents experiences are from those living in the midst of the most active imperial violence. No one I know has ever even gotten close to throwing a rock at a cop, let alone bulldozing a border wall staffed by an active duty military. Self described activists and freedom fighters in our circles are comparirively hardcore if they throw a brick through one window in their life.

And it's clear that this separation isn't necessarily geographical either, there are plenty of people in the us who have to damage border walls on a regular basis, or who are actively defending their land from the us military, or who have to steal and run from cops to survive.

The inescapable but usually hidden reality is that most of us in these privileged circles who talk about things like revolution are deeply and uncompromisingly invested in our own safety and comfort. For us, radical action looks like organizing mutual aid groups or painting bike lanes without state permission. Action that more genuinely threatened imperial hegemony would, of course, get us removed from our positions of comfort and relegated to the lifestyles of those like the people living in Palestine, or us prisons, or under seige reservations, or latine refugees.

And of course mutual aid and pro transit work and the like are wonderful! And frankly I think anyone in our position would do the same to protect their well being.

But at the end of the day, it's deeply unproductive to pretend that this divide doesn't exist, or that we haven't made the active decision to prioritize our well being at the expense of these people we are clambering to support on the Internet.

Let's be real, you are never going to bulldoze a border wall, and neither am I, because living on the other side of those walls is miserable enough to engender this kind of action in the first place. And you and I, like most people in the world (including the people driving those dozers!), just want to be okay.

[aliasrocket]

Rocket has never liked intimacy.

That’s why he’s in your shower, showering alone, letting the hot water seep into his pores and nearly fry his nerves to rid them of the numbing feeling engulfing his veins the way a tree sets its roots on the ground.

but this wasn’t part of the plan.

no, no, no, he sees you staring right back at him as he’s rubbing the towel into the fur at the nape of his neck.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“I was,” you answered softly. “Until you opened the bathroom door.”

You continued to stare as he picked up the clothes decorating your bedside table and chair. His fur had been fluffed up from the fresh drying, and it had been just like staring at a grounded brown cloud.

“Can I hug you?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“Not happening.”

when Rocket looked over his shoulder, his tail perked up as he was sent scampering up to your chair before you could trap him in your arms.

“Just one hug!”

“No, hey! Stop chasing me! Hey—hey are you listening t’me?” Rocket was basically jumping off the walls as he forced you to run laps around your room just to try and get a hold of him. “Woah! Watch the tail!”

“You had your fingers in me like an hour ago but I can’t even hug you?”

“Those are two very different things!” Rocket shrieked. “And I know you only wanna hug me because of the fur!”

that was when you got a hold of his hand while he was on your window—and you yanked him down onto your bed, effectively securing your arms around him.

Your chest hits his back as you feel him deflate at your touch almost immediately, and make the painstaking effort not to stroke his fur in any way, shape or form. Your arms contract around him even closer, as if locking yourself away from the temptation that had its grip on you entire body.

He grumbles to himself but it was barely audible for you to make out. But even if he kept a bubbling growl in his throat instead of letting to rise to his teeth, you could feel it shaking his back in disagreement.

“You never hug me but the moment I’m all cute n’ cuddly you suddenly want a piece a’me. What a poser,” he finally grumbled a decibel louder.

You felt every move he made, your arms serving as some sort of sensor to Rocket’s movement.

But the thing is, the only movement he’s made is the steady fall and rise of his chest; his breathing.

There was a question hanging heavy in your mind, but if it ever made it past your tongue you knew all this running, all this hugging and all his warmth—it would end. So you chose a different set of words instead.

“I’m only concerned for my safety—you’d bite my arm off if I ever got close to you for reasons other than sex but this,” you give your arms a little tug and he groans. You chuckle.

“This is worth it.”

“Is that seriously why you don’t hug me more often?”

“Of course. You’re amazing to hug.”

He lowered his head, the fur of his neck tickling your arm but you don’t budge at all.

“You’d get sick of it.”

Your brows furrowed.

You waited, and then waited some more for maybe some sort of explanation to his five word statement that had no real basis whatsoever.

But he continued to look down.

“Why? How can I get sick of it?”

“Hugging me ain’t the same as hugging another humie your size. I’m just gonna be a toy to get rid of when you’ve outgrown it.”

Your eyes fluttered and widened at his words. Your arms loosen, but only for one of your hands to land right over Rocket’s own.

“Forget it.”

Rocket finally breaks away from your tight embrace, the reality of his superior strength hitting you not only on your arms but in your head when you were knocked back.

He starts gathering his clothes again.

a/n. was wondering if you guys would prefer if I made random imagines like this often?? Cuz I always have a lot of ideas that are too exhausting to write into full fics so I was wondering if this is ok hehe.

[sophieinwonderland]

Well, I went through all the trouble of typing a response and then they just block me before I can post... if only there was a tag I could post my response in... 🤔

You’re the ones who invaded our tags first,

That's pretty clearly not true if you've been paying attention to anything happening over the past several months on this site and anti-endos constantly posting hate in inclusive tags.

Not only do you take away system resources,

What resources? Be specific?

Terms? Because again, besides Plural as a term, fictives and factives were taken from the endogenic soulbonders. In reality, vast majority of system terms in circulation came from endogenic and pro-endo systems.

Maybe you mean resources like Pluralkit and Simply Plural. You know, that are made by the pro-endos. And get many of their donations from endogenic systems.

Or, I don't know... do you think the non-trauamgenic systems and non-disordered systems are seeking mental help from your trauma therapists? 🤣

Come on! Tell me the resources! Don't just use this as a buzzword!

Tell me, you have no actual medical professions claiming endogenics are real and we have many claiming they aren’t.

Oh? You do, do you? Can you name them? I can name mine!

Here's Dr. Eric Yarbrough...

That book, Transgender Mental Health, was actually reviewed and published by the American Psychiatric Association, by the way!

Of course, if you want the opinions of an expert in DID, there are these emails from Colin Ross!

Oh, but what does he know? He's just one of the foremost experts on DID with 40 years of experience.

How about brain scans? Here's Dr. Michael Lifshitz, psychiatry professor of McGill University discussing some of the findings from his $50,000 study into tulpa systems, sponsored by Stanford University, which showed neurological changes in tulpa systems while a tulpa was controlling their limbs.

To be fair, the results haven't been published yet, so maybe you can hold onto the hope that this professor with many published papers on his belt is lying about the results. That will be a fun hope to see crushed!

And I could go on... and on... I have a long list and this is just a taste of it.

But anyway, you were telling me how these "many" medical professionals are claiming endogenic systems aren't real. Can you name them for me? Even just one? Come on. If there are so many, it shouldn't be hard!

People like you groom actual systems into believing their trauma “wasn’t bad enough” so they think they’re endogenic

"Punk" to you is apparently using authoritarian right-wing queerphobic tactics of misusing the word "grooming" to make people associate the out group with child abusers. (See every right-winger accusing LGBT people of grooming kids to be gay or grooming them to be transgender.)

Not to mention you stole the term syshopping from RAMCOA survivors.

Nope. That's a lie.

System hopping, as a term for traveling between different bodied-systems, existed since at least as far back as 2005.

The RAMCOA association came from one RAMCOA system in 2021. The system who originally said that later said their words were taken out of context, deleted the original tweet, and condemned anti-endos for using their tweet to spread hate.

I've gone over this before with sources in the post below, thoroughly debunking this lie.

There is zero basis to this whatsoever.

Although you bringing this up and reminding me how anti-endos are trying to rewrite history to take this term too is only increasing my motivation for taking the systempunk and syspunk tags.

Not to fucking mention, you steal actual therapists from us by trying to make them believe in endogenic bullshit.

Wait!

I thought you said no medical professionals believed us!

Now we're stealing therapists by making them believe in endogenic systems?

Which is it??????

never touch the systempunk tag again

Nope! Sorry! Too late for that now!

Anti-science hate groups don't get safe spaces. And the fact that you've created an echo chamber where you can safely spread lies like the systemhopping libel above is only evidence that I need to make more of an effort to correct the lies of anti-endos at their source.

No Safe Space For Hate!