re: that fucking staff post. obviously death to algorithms, but i also wanna interrogate the wider underlying assumptions of their logic there cuz. is 'success' having lots of followers & lots of popular posts??? why is that the end goal of using this website. i don't open tumblr to get attention from strangers, i open tumblr to read funny jokes and interesting commentary and to see cool art. encouraging clout-chasing will only increase user engagement if you successfully get people literally addicted to the associated dopamine hit. what if we didn't have to do that!!! what if a website could be a place you went to on purpose because you had fun there!!!!
so much happened in this whole episode but i’m still on fig infiltrating ruben’s dream, making it look like the place where his friend was murdered, and then disguising herself as kipperlilly & repeatedly saying different variants of “somebody needs to take the fall for this, and it’s not going to be me. it’s going to be you.” while adaine as the elven oracle shows up next to her. can you imagine waking up from that, the idea of a horrible truth being pinned on you by your friend to save her own skin while the personification of fate and destiny stands there, almost as a promise that this is GOING to happen to you. we don’t even know if this kid is guilty. my god.
They're still there. They're in there. They're in they're body but yet they're so far gone. the infections like a parasite and yet two was trying to fight it, they were scared and they wanted gaty. Not just to protect her but to feel the person that they felt close and comfortable around, and to take them both to the couch, they could've went for anyone. But they went for GATY. they could've killed her but they didn't. There's something so strangely endearing about that. Truly. Even when they're voice is being used to lure gaty in a sense I feel two geniunely wanted to help, they're so far gone, the little details, not just with how they move but with how they SPEAK. they're practically the host for a parasite and yet. They're still there.
yo just reminded me i had a dream where i met elon musk and he was weirdly likable in person like he was just a silly goofy guy and i was constantly on edge because hes elon musk and i think i had accidentally won a visit from him in some sort of raffle or no i think it was actually because i sent him fake fan mail and then he sent something back including an entire burger which i was going to eat and then i bit into it and not only was the patty made of meat but so was the fucking cheese??? anyway i trashed it because ew ew ew i had only bitten into it because i forgot burgers could have meat in them anyway when elon musk appeared out of nowhere he grabbed half the burger from the trash and ate it while ambling off out of the gym which is where most of my dreams take place
fal i need you to know this is the best dream i've ever read
I FEEL SO STRONGLY ABOUT THE CHAMBER'S REACTION TO KEL OK
kel is the lump, a stone, the calm surface of a lake- but ONLY on the outside- ONLY to make dealing with people work better
the chamber hammers your weak spots trying to make you BREAK, but KEL, WENT TO THE CHAMBER, AGAIN AND AGAIN, she GREW AROUND it like a TREE
the day came when the chamber had it's chance- to strike her as HARD AS IT COULD
and
there was almost nothing left for it to even aim at
because kel had stuck HERSELF already, had BEEN hammering herself this whole time- had been TESTING herself every step of the way QUESTIONING HERSELF AND asking herself how she could be and do better next time
for the sake of those who need someone when no one sees them as people. for the sake of unwanted animals and overlooked humans- kel became her own ordeal
the chamber couldn't break Kel. SHE broke IT
so it had nothing to do, except make her an ordeal in the real world-
the nothing man, child killer, the promise she will stare evil in the face somewhere somehow, that tantalizing and USELESS knowledge burning her as she is given charge of convicts and refugees and not enough soldiers to defend them and her old desire to be like the Lioness, her inspiration, to go out there and STOP THIS SUFFERING FROM HAPPENNG HERSELF
the chamber jammed this thorn into her heart and THEN it chose to Watch Her out there
as she.... chose people. Again. chose care over glory. everyday duty over heroics. obscurity to wider world- but a friend to a small corner of the world that desperately needed someone to see them, fight for them, and not ever look away... or abandon them
the chamber saw that. it NAMED HER- didn't chose her- didn't make her- gave no gift other than pain to her
but it was glad, to have seen her
Protector. of the Small
gently burying dead sparrows and scoffing at such a silly name