#time unending

[drmorbius12]

In the beginning I knew nothing of pain, only the wide-eyed innocence of freedom, and a mind unchained. My mother was an artist who believed the world was full of goodness, as she painted what she saw in everyone and everything. My father was a carpenter who built many things, and knew the worth of labour and desire, raising his sons to be honest, true and strong.

But so as turns the great Millstone, so it cannot be stopped, and all that lives and dies is ground beneath, leaving both grist and chaff to fall as it may. Knowing which we will become is when childhood ends, and sorrow, joy, and forgiveness begins.

/it's a self-inflicted wound/all my wounds are/

In the city where I was born and raised, there was great promise, but also guile and danger. It is said that opportunity knocks only once, and yet I have been given many, not knowing if I would succeed or fail, create or destroy.

/she loved with a pure love untouched by doubt or hesitation/I am bent but not broken/not yet/

I only know that somehow, for a purpose I have yet to fathom, I have been given a power few others possess. Within that power lies healing and sickness, life and death, and endless forks in a river of time that never stops flowing, with no beginning and no end.

/all my wounds are my own and will be my undoing/

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Started a new book series, and has been a journey...an Odyssey, if you will.

[artilite]

many many isabeaus... and some sloopis's of course :^) !!!!

i like consolidating my doodles so that's probably what i'm going to do for the most part from now on (^^ゞ!

[gorgynei]

a goth, a princess, and an academic walk onto a magical ship...

[willow-on-the-mount]

oh babey, the new Midst story is poking my gender brainworms with The Granddaughter. you KNOW their story's gonna hurt me

[neodiekido]

makis ftes are so depressing it's kind of funny like it's just her going "yeah i used to get tortured every day for eternity. and still do. but it's whatever i guess it's not like i can do anything about it." and shuichi goes "jesus christ maki" and then you get a friendship fragment

[sentientsky]

Hozier, "Francesca"

clara, my clara

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

don't mind me, i'm just thinking about the studio brussel interview photos yet again 🫠

[clfixationstation]

different kind of freedom

art by 1very1fancy1doilies1 | eren | armin

[essektheylyss]

I was thinking about these excellent questions from @ariadne-mouse, and in particular those about what this upper Un megafauna eats most of the time, in relation not to the crew, but the Sloop:

Consider also, @utilitycaster's suggestion of a toroidal cosmos, wherein the limits do not necessarily end, but instead circle around to meet each other. We do see that the mica described at this altitude is "fresher" and "cleaner", in a sense suggesting that this mica is newly formed:

We cannot yet know what lies beyond the tunnels of mica, but if the cosmos do in fact circle back upon themselves, and we take as foundation the gravitational direction of the cosmos—i.e., that the the Un is up, and the Fold is down, and overall, everything flows from top to bottom—then the biggest question is: where does the Fold at the deepest depths go?

But when we get to the description of the Fold of the dark mica being siphoned, the idea of mica forming begins to be called into question:

Contrary to this image of inorganic, dead matter, we do know that Fold is, technically, alive, that it is not liquid but innumerable living micro-organisms, described as algal or bacterial. We also know that mica can be excreted as by-product by other beings, notably mirrorhawks:

And, as we've learned, people contain Fold, which can be siphoned from themselves, and it is fundamental to their being and life. This could explain the chemical origin of this mica secretion, if Fold is a fundamental basis of life in the cosmos:

So perhaps mica, far from being any sort of originating matter, is in fact the by-product of dead, processed, consumed Fold.

Certainly, we don't entirely know how more Fold is created, though we know it has an origin at the Font, so it must have ways of generating more, and the cosmos must have ways of balancing the amount of Fold in the sense that the universe has not become purely Fold. Of course, we do not know where Fold goes beyond the Delta, but based on this evidence, I would hypothesize that one method of keeping this balance is that the megafauna of the upper Un and the megafauna of the extreme depths of the Fold are one in the same—evolved within a toroidal cosmos to consume and process Fold where it is most abundant, and maintaining an equilibrium of Fold in the universe.

[aerhartdraws]

Here, have a Catra I drew in bed when I should've been asleep, RIP my circadian rhythm

[kerosene-in-a-blender]

Loving the glimpse into post-Trust Highest Light culture we got with Quino discussing his abacus and the meaning it has. How they're now not worn displayed to the world but more privately and intimately. How they are now strung with Valor and Caenum both to represent the varied deeds that people are capable of. How they are now taken as a representation of the complexity of human nature and a quiet reminder for the wearer that people are not singularly good or bad but a messy mix of the two.

[wardensantoineandevka]

Until otherwise proven, I am choosing to believe that Rawfield was the Company medic in the Arca from "Inside" because it is fun for me

[ariadne-mouse]

Somewhere out there are sketchbooks full of Landlord 😭

[tititilani]

I am so glad anime is allowing little Freaks™ again.

[selkiefinalist]

call it home

pairing: mario/toff | rating: e | words: 10k | warnings: none | stress of inadequacy i experienced: limitless

Mario comes to with the wind scouring his face. Maybe ‘comes to’ isn’t exactly the right phrase. It’s more like surfacing, when it happens. It’s more like sucking in air.