#they are now cylindars

[0vergrowngraveyard]

"am i going crazy? would i even know?

am i right back where i started 14 years ago?"

i blame @brainworms-all-night-long's repost on this (/lh /j). i read it, listened to goodbye by bo burnham, cried myself to sleep, woke up and sketched this (then forgot about it for a few days). so yea ty for the inspiration <3

also sorry for the ping

[webvampzz]

⚠️ infodump ahead ⚠️

If you grind some sugar into powdered sugar and then grind the chemical that youcan find on the tip of match sticks into a fine powder and then mix both of them into a ratio of 40/60 , you will get a pinkish powder. Now if you burn this powder, it will burn really quickly and it will leave a black skeleton of some sort ( its charcoal i think). It burns quickly cos sugar is high in calories ( they measure calories by burning stuff with pure oxygen in a cylindar submerged in water and then they measure how much the water was heated. Uranium 😋 is highly calorie dense cos its full of energy, this also why people say you gotta "burn calories "!! ) but if you just light powdered sugar it wont burn. This is because it needs a oxydizer and the match stick powder provides just that.

WOAHH THATS RLLU COOL

thsi is why i love uranium !!!

[wolgraugorimilir]

Chapter 4 of Tepwat Manu is live on ao3 !!

In which a foolish youth is spirited away into the marsh, and is saved at the last minute by a princess from a faraway land.

To celebrate, Here's the first of my character portraits: Anekh, a foolish youth. By complete accident he looks exactly like my brother if my brother was an ancient Egyptian noble (sorry Nate 😂) Anekh is dressed like royalty from the New Kingdom Period. He's wearing a pleated linen shendyt skirt, a broad-collar with gold, turquoise, and lapis lazuli beads, a headband, and his mother's cylindar seal - for making signatures on clay. (For my history-enjoyers, cylindar seals were more prominant in Mesopotamia, where writing was impressed into clay. Anekh is wearing that seal because Tepwat Manu's setting reflects the 10 years of Esharhaddon's conquest of Egypt during the Late period. During that time, Egypt was controlled by the Assyrian empire, who imported Mesopotamian culture (and people) en masse.) Anekh's head is shaved except for the sidelock of youth above his right ear. Historically, this style was reserved only for the children of Pharaohs, the legitimate heirs to Osiris, but in my story, its is just rich-people fashion. Anekh hasn't ever had to work in his life, and now he's due for a rude awakening from the world. Poor bastard. Music is Robot Tune by French class - shoutout to Drue Langlois who makes the Dudes of Hazmat on Youtube - I got this song from the toxic waste chase, which kicks ass.

[avahbyamon]

(co)Dependency

Part of me wishes this self-prescribed autotherapy was sustainable because some of the time I see it makes him feel whole... a choice of life, a life-choice... a freedom? a free will execution? A pause in motion A Stop Time. Soaring, scratching, skipping, screeching, solosexual spiraling Scavenger hunting in the basement boxes, plotting and planning potential projects that promise a path of progression, and then maybe ROAD TRIP! Energy Monster, Master, mango and ice in a red cup in the red vein in the flesh of the refrain Picking poking pricking placing PERFECTLY on line in the vintage pin cushion like a porcupine AND if its not perfect, nearly surfeit, never perfect, agitation but maybe worth it shaky angry, but surely n.e.x.t. t.i.m.e. Power thirst seeking sensation satiation, day one to day threefoursiiixxxseveneightten Sleep is elusive, evasive, invasive, wakeful deterioation a waste of the worlds potential, This stagnation its mine Mine mine mine all of it, well besides Time, 'course never time Never Time, trying times, turning mime, black and white, losing Kind, "Im feeling FINE", migraine-shine, forgot the rhyme---

Then, Darkness

...becomes an unknown creature that has its own interests, ideas, and intents, In tense present, past, and future Intense, resident alien in familiar skin Desperate dream-shattering dissassociation distortion of dominance, dipping down from euphoria, shards of the glass-globed paranoia breaking the skin of the souls of my submission Tip toeing, walk-wading through the Astral Plane's waiting room becoming the Void, a flesh-farce mirrored echoes face-to-face. I wanted my Person back, but I dont get him back now... Swallowed fated slow-death A coma of helpless depression A manufactured steel cylindar, a hollow, dilation, A silo of doom, A metal pit with bleeding walls, Unclimbable, irreparable, inescapable, Socially unacceptable separation, cessation, exiled and unattainable Expectation impossible societally-inappropriate commercially-unapproachable population-imperceivable Behavior-beyond relatable...

Who is this character who warms my bed? Whos fingers do I long to pat my head? A secret locked up for my journal's ears only Carrying this family's burden of proof instead Of ending my love affair with the dream, now dead? Rose-colored glasses turned red, tears shed, anxiety meds, therapist said "Never forget your value's unmet, you were ahead!" Why do you stay? Shame's Homestead Setting a stake in cyclical regret Why would you let this happen? You left me to fly Too close to the sun Like Ichorus' kid

And here I am waiting For you to come back Here I am waiting, waiting for the promised relief Familiar life within familiar sheath Familiar heart beating underneath Familiar poses, familiar metal on my chest The spare-keys jingle of familiar guest Crunching through the pile of leaves The turn of the lock, the click of the teeth Creak of the door...

I'm patient, see?! Impatiently Imposter syndrome tormenting me "You're no nurse doctor or maid Passionate scholar of life, yet no psych degree How can his safety be YOUR warranty?" And it can't. I'm not strong enough- honestly. Im told mindfulness will set me free instead of dissassociating, to try deep breathing BUT THATS NOT ME. I dont want to be free. The only covenant that I know intimately Is unyeilding hope, devout love to service A promise to honor his humaness earnest One deserving of forgiveness

May I be filled with loving-kindness May I be safe and free May I be peaceful and at ease May I be happy. May he be filled with loving-kindness May he be safe and free May he be peaceful and at ease May he be happy.

[nickhembery]

firing on most cylindars

The mid-life crisis has gotten off to a good start. Four days in, I have posted on social media each day, done a lesson on duolingo each day, learned some games programming each day, written a little each day. But, we're still in Easy Mode.

The learning programming and language is going over stuff I've already done months/years ago. It'll be a while before I'm into new territory with language and about a month for programming.

The going without parts of the process are harder. Stopping games is okay. I just do other things. But the youtube restrictions are worse. I kind of picked the worst time of year to do this, every channel I'm subscribed to shut down for a christmas break and only a couple have spun up again.

So there's a serious content drought right now. That combined with purposefully restricting how much language/programming/writing I do each day and taking a few days off work means I've been looking around the house thinking "what do I do now?"

Some serious cleaning has happened. When I bought this house a couple years ago it seemed that it hadn't been cleaned properly in twenty years. Every so often I find something new that I hadn't realised was mucky. To clean this latest one, a sacrificial one-use-only sponge was bought to do the task and after I was done I washed my rubber gloves and the sink I washed the gloves in. No more detail will be forthcoming at this time.

I've also ordered a decorating item I've wanted for a while. I'm getting a curtain to go over my front door. It'll help keep a little more heat in. It's a bit late as there's snow outside right now, but the curtain will be good for years. The parts should arrive in time for next weekend so I can put that up and blog about it.

Onwards!

[caffy1]

This is a vintage copper, cylindrical 16" container originally used to sterilize glass pipettes manufactured by the old Braun-Knecht-Heimann Company of San Francisco now known at Univar. The approximately 5" cap opens up making this useful for a number of things. It may be repurposed as a designer/decorator item in th den or kitchen, for example, or could be used for staging. For medical supply collectors, this is a must! Find this item at @eBay. Good Luck!

[sherala007]

UPDATE!!! OK, the first leg of the 3 day drive is done. We made it to New Jersey and have checked in to the Marriott. Boo, our dog is resting and is kinda freaked out a bit. We're in 2 separate cars; my little 4 cylinder chevy spark and they have a huge chevy suburban 8 cylindar. The only issue... they go really fast... me, not so much, lol. My nephew is watching out for me and reminding mom to slow down, lol, especially up hills, LOL. Now to read and rest. I'm beat and Boo want up on my lap. I keep trying to tell her a 90 lb pitbull won't fit on my lap but she's not hearing it. 😅🥰 Love you guys. *YAY for free room wifi!!!*

[operativesurprise]

1, 3, 7, 12, 20, 22, 31

1. selfieThis one came up recently on fb memories and it makes me laugh

3. do you miss anyone?I miss most people I’m not in contact with anymore. And I miss my friends when I don’t see them for a long time. And I miss my Omi a lot. 

 7. what was your life like last year? Like most years it had its ups and downs but life has been pretty great the last few years

12. what is something you want right now?Sex. And dinner. And maybe a few more hours in the day to get artwork done. 

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?Hmmmmmmm

 Probably this, since it’s been on repeat in my playlist preparing for the spring season of MJ 

22. description of crush.seriously I have too many crushes to count so I’ll just say “alive”.  31. 3 random facts1. There are only 8 remaining Original Sopwith Camel biplanes in museums around the world despite an approximate 5,490 (of all types) having been constructed during the War. 2. Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome in Rhinebeck, NY has what is believed to be the second oldest airworthy aricraft in the world - their absolutely charming restored 1909 Bleriot XI - which is powered by an original 3cAnzani radial engine. 3. A DIFFERENTAnzani 3 cylindar engine in England is most likely THE oldest airworthy engine in the world. 

[solunest]

im amending them. i apparently have lost my ability to draw anything proportional smh

Things Abt Iyecla (bc why not)

It's a combination of DCA and Y/N, I'd put some kinda fusion type thingy but agh

They tall, like maybe a foot or two, taller than the DCA

Their crescent moon halo and sunrays are floating magnetically over designated circles around their body (there's one behind their head, around their head, around their wrists, the tips of their first three fingers, around their knees, and an incomplete one on their right foot)

They're personality is like the DCA's if not significantly more boiled down. Like anxiety but you can't be anxious forever kinda mental debate

Was found strapped in a weird straight jacket wire hold on the operating table inside of the PS cylindar after the whole pizzaplax burned down. This is like in a world where they abandon the plex completely and just make a new one elsewhere, forests grow around here now

Due to organic parts of their machinery, they're like a cryptid now, eating random animals that get inside, and siphoning electricty lines that run past there

Can leave the plex, but only for short amounts of time, before remnants of protocol kick in

If you find yourself inside the plex with them inside, they'll take care of you

Daylight and darkness has no effect on their appearance or who takes over

Sun and Moon depend on Y/N to keep them together

Magically came together as some Afton-type curse nonsense

They can't exactly know how to separate, so when they suffer, it's like three times the suffering. The guy cries oil.

Had a weird lil burial funeral for all the animatronics after they woke up (Y/N was a handler and found some of their fellow handler's bodies and buried em next to their respective animatronics in said bot's green room). They dont open those doors again.

Pratically beat all the live endoskeletons into submission, they do their bidding-ish

[maryannwrites]

Monday Musings

I have three pots of these lilies in my front yard. They have been hearty bloomers now for a couple of weeks. It’s hard to believe that another weekend has flown by. It seems like the days are shorter and shorter even though we have Daylight Saving Time. 🙂 My weekend was good despite feeling like a 6-cylindar engine running on 4. My kids, as always, stepped up to help as much as they could, and…

[the-ghost-of-jason-todd]

Art I Could Do

-INKTOBER

-AU stuff

-the cancerfish screenshot edit

-finish the cursed keith pic

-this pic of keith

-doin some lines and colors on this cute monster club sketch

-more anatomy practice *sobs*

-a whumpy lance for someone ;)

-the aesthetic comic about me

-muzzled shiro in the cylindar

-redraw of undyne or the dolorosa

-now and then