Binah
@binahlibrary.bsky.social
Former Arbiter of The Head, current Librarian
Little solace comes to those who grieve.
Do not expect this account to be used often.
https://binahbirds.straw.page/
Little solace comes to those who grieve.
Do not expect this account to be used often.
https://binahbirds.straw.page/
stomach ache today. unpleasant
October 2, 2025 at 12:49 AM
stomach ache today. unpleasant
Thank you, Clouded Monk. I too, approve of it.
June 10, 2025 at 10:42 AM
Thank you, Clouded Monk. I too, approve of it.
What is truly the point in memorializing? The past has no place in the future save for memories to not repeat cycles endlessly. Taking time out of a day to acknowledge the past is a bit much, isn't it?
Simply commemorate with memory, mourn not the dead.
Simply commemorate with memory, mourn not the dead.
May 26, 2025 at 4:23 AM
What is truly the point in memorializing? The past has no place in the future save for memories to not repeat cycles endlessly. Taking time out of a day to acknowledge the past is a bit much, isn't it?
Simply commemorate with memory, mourn not the dead.
Simply commemorate with memory, mourn not the dead.
This is quite... confusing. I don't think it deserving of the term paradoxical, but there seems to be no answer in which games are achievable. Due to the lack of games in either option, the only one fit is the bacon one, yes?
May 21, 2025 at 11:32 PM
This is quite... confusing. I don't think it deserving of the term paradoxical, but there seems to be no answer in which games are achievable. Due to the lack of games in either option, the only one fit is the bacon one, yes?
Physical intimacy has never been a favored thing of mine, but if it makes you feel better, I don't see why not.
May 21, 2025 at 12:28 AM
Physical intimacy has never been a favored thing of mine, but if it makes you feel better, I don't see why not.
We ourselves give money value. In the Library, we have no such form of currency, rendering neither valuable.
On a face value, however, there seems to be no reason to take less when presented with more, other than mere toils of pride and whatnot.
On a face value, however, there seems to be no reason to take less when presented with more, other than mere toils of pride and whatnot.
May 21, 2025 at 12:26 AM
We ourselves give money value. In the Library, we have no such form of currency, rendering neither valuable.
On a face value, however, there seems to be no reason to take less when presented with more, other than mere toils of pride and whatnot.
On a face value, however, there seems to be no reason to take less when presented with more, other than mere toils of pride and whatnot.
The Drifting Fox? Can't say I know too much about them, they were never in the facility nor came though the library. They sound very nice however, I like their title.
May 21, 2025 at 12:25 AM
The Drifting Fox? Can't say I know too much about them, they were never in the facility nor came though the library. They sound very nice however, I like their title.
Hm. The strawpage is continuously dry. It feels more and more like I am being forgotten here, maybe as a symptom of forgetting myself.
I, of course, do not care much for needed to be remembered, I shall fade away into the darkness as all things
Loneliness just feels bleaker than I remember.
I, of course, do not care much for needed to be remembered, I shall fade away into the darkness as all things
Loneliness just feels bleaker than I remember.
May 20, 2025 at 2:07 AM
Hm. The strawpage is continuously dry. It feels more and more like I am being forgotten here, maybe as a symptom of forgetting myself.
I, of course, do not care much for needed to be remembered, I shall fade away into the darkness as all things
Loneliness just feels bleaker than I remember.
I, of course, do not care much for needed to be remembered, I shall fade away into the darkness as all things
Loneliness just feels bleaker than I remember.
I pity the hateful. Anger, spite, and aggression seldom improve a situation, or make any involved ‘better’.
May 14, 2025 at 4:25 PM
I pity the hateful. Anger, spite, and aggression seldom improve a situation, or make any involved ‘better’.
I’m not human enough to cry. I’m unsure truly if any of my friends can, but I know that no matter how strong the wish to express the crushing feelings, I can’t. And I’ve tried, very much so.
May 7, 2025 at 10:45 AM
I’m not human enough to cry. I’m unsure truly if any of my friends can, but I know that no matter how strong the wish to express the crushing feelings, I can’t. And I’ve tried, very much so.
What is the definition of life? Asking about purpose seems redundant to end at such a bleak end, but what defines it?
May 5, 2025 at 3:17 PM
What is the definition of life? Asking about purpose seems redundant to end at such a bleak end, but what defines it?
Reposted by Binah
It’s a Binahful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are once more blooming. On days like these, arbiters like me, are living still in hell.
April 30, 2025 at 3:20 PM
It’s a Binahful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are once more blooming. On days like these, arbiters like me, are living still in hell.
Spring is finally starting to show. I find the idea of seasons to be quite simple minded, life is just one long season of change. Changes don’t stop just because they are in another season.
April 29, 2025 at 4:41 PM
Spring is finally starting to show. I find the idea of seasons to be quite simple minded, life is just one long season of change. Changes don’t stop just because they are in another season.
Roland came by this time. Instead of our typical tea and short conversation, we had a lengthy debate about despair.
That crushing, abyssal despair that many sink and drown in.
Rather, we exist within it's depths.
Someone to share not pain, but weight. Surprisingly Powerful.
That crushing, abyssal despair that many sink and drown in.
Rather, we exist within it's depths.
Someone to share not pain, but weight. Surprisingly Powerful.
April 26, 2025 at 1:19 AM
Roland came by this time. Instead of our typical tea and short conversation, we had a lengthy debate about despair.
That crushing, abyssal despair that many sink and drown in.
Rather, we exist within it's depths.
Someone to share not pain, but weight. Surprisingly Powerful.
That crushing, abyssal despair that many sink and drown in.
Rather, we exist within it's depths.
Someone to share not pain, but weight. Surprisingly Powerful.
There is a form of very true beauty in life. I would not have it any other way.
April 23, 2025 at 6:43 PM
There is a form of very true beauty in life. I would not have it any other way.
When I am to die, somehow, I do not wish to go quietly. Some grand event so visceral and raw it will destroy something as equally beautiful.
Something so primal, that maybe I am still human underneath it all.
Something so primal, that maybe I am still human underneath it all.
April 22, 2025 at 10:37 AM
When I am to die, somehow, I do not wish to go quietly. Some grand event so visceral and raw it will destroy something as equally beautiful.
Something so primal, that maybe I am still human underneath it all.
Something so primal, that maybe I am still human underneath it all.
The more I reflect, it becomes increasingly clear how spoiled the world is. Wrongdoing and corruption takes hold of everything, nothing is sacred, not even this terrible air.
My friends are no exception, nor am I, but they aren't as bad as the world, most of the time, at least.
My friends are no exception, nor am I, but they aren't as bad as the world, most of the time, at least.
April 19, 2025 at 6:07 PM
The more I reflect, it becomes increasingly clear how spoiled the world is. Wrongdoing and corruption takes hold of everything, nothing is sacred, not even this terrible air.
My friends are no exception, nor am I, but they aren't as bad as the world, most of the time, at least.
My friends are no exception, nor am I, but they aren't as bad as the world, most of the time, at least.
The world is, by nature, incapable of being cruel or kind.
But the world, by humanity, is cruel. Life is about pain and overcoming.
Alas, I am grateful to have my companions to make life a little less painful.
But the world, by humanity, is cruel. Life is about pain and overcoming.
Alas, I am grateful to have my companions to make life a little less painful.
April 17, 2025 at 2:10 PM
The world is, by nature, incapable of being cruel or kind.
But the world, by humanity, is cruel. Life is about pain and overcoming.
Alas, I am grateful to have my companions to make life a little less painful.
But the world, by humanity, is cruel. Life is about pain and overcoming.
Alas, I am grateful to have my companions to make life a little less painful.
It is an awfully tiring day today. Which is strange, because it feels like nothing has happened at all.
It feels like I’m merely stuck inbetween yesterday and just waiting for tomorrow.
Time is the weirdest human invention.
It feels like I’m merely stuck inbetween yesterday and just waiting for tomorrow.
Time is the weirdest human invention.
March 19, 2025 at 7:02 PM
It is an awfully tiring day today. Which is strange, because it feels like nothing has happened at all.
It feels like I’m merely stuck inbetween yesterday and just waiting for tomorrow.
Time is the weirdest human invention.
It feels like I’m merely stuck inbetween yesterday and just waiting for tomorrow.
Time is the weirdest human invention.
You've got to be kidding me.
March 19, 2025 at 2:12 AM
You've got to be kidding me.
Every denizen of the city has at some point thought about killing a person, or committing a terrorist attack, as a shortcut to security.
And we do. Because that's the easy way. We betray, lie, cheat and we forge our own path with the cheapest materials with the lack of power.
And we do. Because that's the easy way. We betray, lie, cheat and we forge our own path with the cheapest materials with the lack of power.
March 19, 2025 at 12:52 AM
Every denizen of the city has at some point thought about killing a person, or committing a terrorist attack, as a shortcut to security.
And we do. Because that's the easy way. We betray, lie, cheat and we forge our own path with the cheapest materials with the lack of power.
And we do. Because that's the easy way. We betray, lie, cheat and we forge our own path with the cheapest materials with the lack of power.
If any assistant librarians were to raise concerns, yes, the fox is in the Floor of Philosophy on purpose. If damage is caused I am liable.
Yes, I did find them in the outskirts
And no, they are not dangerous yet.
Yes, I did find them in the outskirts
And no, they are not dangerous yet.
March 18, 2025 at 6:27 PM
If any assistant librarians were to raise concerns, yes, the fox is in the Floor of Philosophy on purpose. If damage is caused I am liable.
Yes, I did find them in the outskirts
And no, they are not dangerous yet.
Yes, I did find them in the outskirts
And no, they are not dangerous yet.
I am very fond of the nice orange dog cats, they make me smile. I do wish they made for better pets… maybe one day.
March 18, 2025 at 1:47 AM
I am very fond of the nice orange dog cats, they make me smile. I do wish they made for better pets… maybe one day.
What is going on with these miners from Siberia? What do they have to do with the Library?
March 17, 2025 at 12:17 AM
What is going on with these miners from Siberia? What do they have to do with the Library?