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My little Alma is facing winter with almost no protection. Our tent cannot keep out the cold or hunger. Watching her shiver breaks my heart. If you’re able, $5 can bring warmth, food, or medicine. Your support can give her the comfort she desperately needs.

*sudden realization*

...We still have work to do.

Were only everyone like this.

But you're like this, and that is still plenty good.

Oooh, fun!

no just a cold

[noticeably gruffer]

i'm on my way back from the arctic

dammit dammit dammit.

Deepest sympathies, mommabun.

"irritable and fractious"???

If any so-called professional organization's actual human practitioners used THOSE words in a purportedly professional diagnosis this would be a goddamn LAWSUIT, are you KIDDING ME?!

might be a mutation of the virulent anti-intellectualism of the day and age, a certain anti-thought that magically occludes ("magic" here used in the sense of "magic eye illusion") any kind of ramifications or introspection that lives in the borders of the work.

what the ***fuck***

god, this fucking place. Welcome back though!

If something isn't Solid and Defined it's worse than extraneous detail, it is functional sabotage. Ambiguity of any kind is absolute *anathema* to both of these parties.

The overlapping field is labeled "does not want to have to interpret a god damned thing".
The Lorists only want to observe the baroque, pinwheeling and interlocking mechanisms, while the Curtainers are there for the cadence of the thing, just for it to hit the plot beats they expect it to.

Dingggggg

WE'RE WORKIN' ON IT!
WE'RE WORKIN' ON IT!
WE'RE WORKIN' ON IT!

been trying to get some writing off the ground (in a couple different senses of the term), but it's been rough going following through or finding time to actually get it done.

Artistically, been experimenting, as is often the case lately, with Our new tauric form and how Gloriously Weird it is...

WAIT WHAT