#the grotesque

[osiiiris]

Excusez-moi if I dare to ask, but if a ship isn’t problematic, where’s the fun in it?

[grrl-beetle]

The Grotesque

[grrlmusic]

The Grotesque

[knivesandteeth]

Parasitic body horror hits so different. Something about the grotesque and failed transcendence, the inability to truly connect.

Something about the blurring of the self and other, the conflict of being a social species constantly caught between caring for ourselves and our community - especially for disabled, gay and trans individuals.

Something about the loss of bodily and medical autonomy in late stage capitalism, how this has become such benign set dressing to our lives that we don't even recognise the misery of it. How we feed it and feed it and feed it but it does not nourish us in return.

Something about the discomfort of not knowing where you as a sum of your collective parts begins and you as whole ends. What counts as a part of you? Cancer is made from you but is still a parasite. You contact more bacteria than human cells, but those are a part of you.

Something about teeth and slime and blood and sinew and bone and skin and mucosa and knowing that things move beneath your skin and the neverending pain of our inevitable struggle against and defeat by entropy.

[yrzykyr]

[blackangelism]

developing content... content...

[pheere]

Leigh Bowery

[yume-fanfare]

something about this image is sending me

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Benediction  - The Grotesque

[onpyre]

MAENADS REAL

also! i have always maintained that the difference between the abject and the grotesque is the difference between the smell of a rotting corpse and a cooking one. the grotesque implicates you, and what’s more implicating than the smell of a roast friend to starving girls?

[movie--posters]

[marxalittle]

Wrote one of the foundational novels in two (minimum) genres in order to avoid having a conversation (and consequently having to escape a conversation) with George Gordon, Lord Byron. Threw her whole husband in front of him like yes, you two go do whatever it is no one wants to think about Lord Byron doing but he does all the time which is kinda why we don't like to think about it, antibiotics haven't been invented yet and his enthusiasms far outstrip his expertise, I will be literally anywhere else, staying up all night writing so he doesn't manage to fuck on this, the last undefiled flat surface in the whole of Switzerland.

actually, frankenstein is the name of the scientist. the horrible emo monster nobody wants to fucking talk to is named lord byron

[grrl-beetle]

The Grotesque

[grrlmusic]

The Grotesque

[anotherrandompersonsstuff]

Didn't know it was possible to be inside the mind of the main character and them being stil the unreliablest of the narrator

Also kudos for making me kinda like one of the most awful people I hope I never meet