i promise,,, that i will never die !

and then you promise that we will find a way for you to live again !

their friendship makes me want to explode i love them so sosososososo much

nona the ninth but as a podcast consisting solely of cam and pal’s tape recordings

I think if the Batfam were to hand Damian the aux cord everybody would think he's gonna play like classical music or heavy metal or something but with no fucking hesitation they are now speeding thru gotham to the Ben 10 theme song.

A book asks the reader to imagine any sensory input of the story, whereas a film or TV show provides both sound and visuals. Audio fiction lives in the space between these two approaches. I think there's a unique power to that middle ground. I love how audio drama asks the listener to co-construct their sensory experience of the story.

Audio drama allows me to simultaneously experience 'This character feels real to me because I've heard their voice' and 'This character feels real to me because I've pictured them myself'.

What the characters are experiencing is both directly presented to me and left to my imagination. There's no page or screen between me and the story. It's there in my ears. It's there in my mind's eye.

There's a strange sense of intimacy to that, the intimacy of feeling like a fly on the wall during a conversation or of hearing a character speaking as if directly to me. Perhaps it sounds contradictory to say that experiencing a story only through sound allows me to feel uniquely connected to that story, but that's one of the reasons why I love audio fiction so much.

Her Love (Fia & Irina)

At the end of my incessant night she was the dawn, suffusing a sufferer in her lustrous golden mercy; her face aglow in the aureole of my devotion, her eyes illumined mirrors reflected my affection. In the stark interposed lonesome dark, memory of her flickered, a refuge candle burning, and I endured by the warmth of yesteryears’ embers in exile from her ever-light and the glory of her love.

I grew from barren soil in the Reaper’s graceless kingdom, a hopeless waifish wight in his army of the Not-Yet-Dead, a living death, unloving and cruel, for a soul of earnest yearning; I found hopeful sanctuary in her with childish optimism, though misery’s emissary wrenched her from my grasp and condemned my flesh for the virtue of my soul divine. (A soul forever locked to hers like binary stars.) I endured three thousand nights sans the aurora of her love.

At the conclusion of my untamed juvenescence I strode into the unfurled dark well-equipped with the breadth of my tutelage, a blade and a bared heart, searching for starlight in the overcast climate of our age. My companions in stride, I raced into the unknown, delved into the mysteries of god-abandoned Eldermourne, through undead peril persevered and the ethereal veil slipped, to a desolate realm where once more I dreamed of her love.

In the garden of our ecstatic reunion slithered a serpent bearing a crown of untempered knowledge, its divinity a powerful narcotic adulterating her mind, giving impulse and fury dominion over her better nature. Forced to dim the long-sought light of my Dream, as the fires of coronal Cerenysus possessed sweet Irina her supernova snuffed another treasured flame, and in its extinguishment, I wept, despairing her love.

Miracles glorious and divine: resurrection and forgiveness, second chances and fulfilling the promises of our past, we sailed a current of triumphant daybreak towards the undiscovered horizon of buoyant possibility. We learned of each other anew with intimate fervour, supplanting my ache for her with a quenchable thirst; we found home in one another, built it in the peaceful valley and grew a Grove for two, nourished by our love.

—heytherecentaurs

i don’t understand people who get sick pleasure from recounting tragedies, i really don’t

much love to the fan theorists but if i think too much about why Norris and Chester are Like That i'll have to be put down with bear tranquilizers🫶👍

the close-foster family is the worstest most messed up family ever, love them ❤️

OK so, you know how the kind of name tags that you wear around your neck have to come with a latch (idk if that's the right word? Like a buckle on a seatbelt but plastic & much easier to undo) that opens if you tug too hard on it so you don't get choked? (I really hope I'm using the right words for this & this is a safety feature everywhere or this will be a very confusing metaphor).

Anyway my brain does something sometimes that feels exactly like that. I'm calling it a metaphor but it's less that it's a good comparison and more that it feels, viscerally, like a latch opening under pressure and choosing to drop everything as a safety mechanism. And by "dropping everything" I mean "refusing to do what should be a simple task because the metaphorical tug was too hard". This is not in direct correlation to how tired and overwhelmed I am - it doesn't happen when I'm fully functional but it also doesn't happen when I'm in full burnout (in which case it's less "task gets dropped" and more "I couldn't even comprehend picking it up in the first place") and seems to depend more on type of exhaustion than its intensity.

Last time I remember it happening was when I was exiting my really bad burnout in undergrad, which if I take the safety mechanism feeling at face value was probably to stop me sliding back into it.

Anyway. It's also happening now, albeit much less (only specific tasks as opposed to basically all like back then), which is kind of worrying if my protection from burnout theory of why it happens is right and also annoying because everything should be going decently right now, I'm on an OK schedule with some actual room to breath for once and maybe I don't like my courses that much & I'm mildly sleep deprived but that's been so much worse before, so all in all everything should be going well. And also the things being dropped are actually things that need to be done. But if I take the protection mechanism theory seriously it seems dangerous to force that.

I have a #podcast with my bestie about conscious entrepreneurship and you should listen to it!

"Fempreneur Friday is a conscious co-creating community and a live discussion with two female founders and best friends who authentically discuss conscious entrepreneurship! This is unedited, raw, and real talk! This is a safe space where consciousness meets entrepreneurship and where we align over hustle! We are here to elevate community and connect with you all! If you are ready to take your spirituality and business to the next level join us!"

xo Brette

The Work of the Artist

The creation and perfection of the soul is a lifelong work of art. However, to attain such spiritual realizations, the individual must learn to awaken, develop, and master their complete potential through specific means. Through fulfilling the requisites of meditation, the consciousness begins to perceive its true nature and understand the reality of divinity. See how through the four pillars or foundations of Gnosticism: science, mysticism, art, and philosophy.

wasn’t expecting homestuck made this world to have just so much talk about botns- concept dropping left & right

I think the most ppl on this journey reach this stage of "advanced spirituality/manifestation" after discovering and playing with the teachings for a while. Sure, it's cool to create things and I encourage you to continue to do so, but it's so much more fulfilling to get to know yourself on a deep level, to cultivate and develop a healthy relationship with yourself, both your human and your spirit/soul/higher self/god/consciousness/universe (you name it). After all, in both journeys, my recovery from an eating disorder and my spiritual one, I was led to coming home to myself. Which to me means, being at peace with my body, embracing my humanness (incl. being weird, silly and cringey af sometimes) and trust my path - knowing that my soul already came into this lifetime with a plan, a blueprint where I don't have to control, push or force anything but rather allow, being open and naturally moved (to be, do and create).

I think, I want to record an episode for my podcast on this topic. If you have any questions or something related to this to touch on, feel free to send me a message or comment below.

At the bottom of these mines lies a big, big man.

ID: digital drawing of John doe from malevolent podcast as a human. He's in a leaning pose and is in a cowboy outfit. Behind him are huge words that says "Big Bad John" in all caps. John is a large man with pale skin, blond hair, yellow eyes and has tattoos. He's wearing a cowboy hat, fringe mask that covered the bottom half of his face, wears a vest over a croptop, belt with The King in Yellow sign with tassles hanging on either side, pants and boots. End ID.

no one has done a full length house recap podcast yet