#Index

16 posts loaded — scroll for more

Text
missing-no-001
missing-no-001

me climbing the stairs at the NIN show:


“I’m too old!……… I’m too young…”

Text
lahkseti
lahkseti

Index

Universes

Aum — Present/Current universe

Spiral — Alternate/Past universe

Tri-Delta — Alternate/Past universe

Caduceus — Alternate/Past universe

ID FORMAT:

UNIVERSE-00ABC

OR

U-00ABC

EXAMPLE ID:

CADUCEUS-01PAP

OR

C-01PAP

UNIVERSE NAME

[UNIVERSE]-00ABC

[U]-00ABC

NUMBER OF TIMES LIVED [as species]

UNIVERSE-[00]ABC

U-[00]ABC

01,02,03,04,05,06,07,08,09,10, …

SPECIES CODE

UNIVERSE-00[ABC]

U-00[ABC]

ACT — Actinopterygii

AGA — Agamidae

ALD — Aldmeridae

ANK — Ankylosaurid

ARC — Archaeohippus

CAN — Canis

DAC — Dactyloidae

DRO — Dromaeosaurid

ECH — Echinoderm

FEL — Felid

GOR — Gorgonopsid

HOM — Hominin

BOS — Bosmeridae

LEP — Lepidoptera

LIT — Lithobiidae

NEA — Neanderthal

ODO — Ondotocete

OVI — Ovis

PAP — Papilionoidea

SCO — Scolopendrid

SPE — Speothos

SUS — Sus

THE — Theropod

VIV — Viverrid

VUL — Vulpes

[[MORE]]

Additional Tags

#🩷 — featuring/reminds me of @ink-print

#💙 — featuring/reminds me of @oceanspires

#family — featuring/reminds me of family

#friends — featuring/reminds me of friends

#home — featuring/reminds me of home

#images — pictures important to me and make me feel something

#writing — words that do the above ^

#journal — personal journal posts

#vent — self explanatory

Text
gmasrecipebox
gmasrecipebox
Text
missing-no-001
missing-no-001

what is art?
based on a treatise by lev Tolstoy


I think art, if anything, is more powerful than a lot of stuff, especially photography. I think photography, a lot of the photography I grew up with was like documentary photography, like of the Holocaust. You know, I saw the hair, I saw the shoes, I saw the rings, I saw the suitcases, Anne Frank’s school portraits, and that to me is more powerful than some manifesto or some, you know, treatise or dissertation or something, or even some speech, some impassioned plea about humanity and evil and stuff like that. I’ve been to Auschwitz and Birkenau and I saw it eventually with my own eyes, but decades later after I had thought about it all the time since some exhibit at the local museum at my hometown of Holocaust photography. I almost regret going to the camps, I just… I couldn’t decide if it was right or wrong and I just went. I walked through the gates.. “labor will make you free…”. Some twisted joke.


When I was in journalism school, and I didn’t end up studying journalism, but I took some journalism courses and ethics courses, and I saw, I had a lot of, you know, we talked a lot about this concept of, like, trauma porn and poverty porn through

photography and photojournalism and ethics of how to take those photos and portraits, really, more than, they’re still documentary, but they’re more portraiture of people who consented to have their photos taken, and, you know, you can get a lot of information from a dilapidated home in Appalachia or, you know, some hoarder in, you know, the Bible Belt or, you know, some, you see Hollywood, but then you, you see, you know, little Mexican neighborhoods full of, sometimes it’s very stark, it’s like image of like a person without a car, like trying to traverse Hollywood or Los Angeles, and it’s like, that’s, maybe it’s not like a cold winter in Vladivostok or somewhere in Siberia, maybe it’s actually quite hot out there, but it’s like… It’s still sort of hostile to human life, like maybe there’s food, but it’s, you know, a lot of it’s like junk food, a lot of it’s, you know, economically it makes sense at the time, but over time it doesn’t make sense, and over time in terms of your health, it certainly doesn’t. Not that health food keeps you alive forever, or even keeps you healthy

and if you need it but can’t afford it and get caught stealing, you’ll go to jail and pay a fine higher than the sandwich and the soda, and if you can’t pay it you’ll spend the night in tax payer funded county jail and given something to eat. and if you’re homeless you just gotta hope someone offers you their leftovers or gives you a buck, that enough people give you a buck

doesn’t make sense. And, you know, these sort of cement structures, pavement as far as the eye can see, and, you know, that’s sort of what we

look, that’s sort of what Fresno looks like, even though objectively, ostensibly it’s some fruit basket of the world where produce comes from. It’s like you’ll be driving and it’s just pavement and concrete and pavement and concrete and pavement and concrete and then, oh, there’s an orchard, and then you drive by and it’s gone and, you know, so it’s like, you know, photography was, like, really important to me, creative writing about what it’s like to be people, quite frankly, it was poetry or essays more than some dissertation or some news article, really. It was just people’s personal stories about being between identities or mourning somebody or wanting to get out of some place or, you know, that kind of thing that really inspired me. Even some literary journalism, I remember a lot of the literary journalism I read in high

school. I used to read anthologies and so it just really interested me that, like, journalism could be like literature and it could be approached with a writerly instinct of a fiction writer and, you know, someone could carefully set a scene and pick their words and images, and it’s not necessarily manipulation, it’s not necessarily fake. It’s real and it’s just, it’s just more interesting to read and more. More of a story than some sort of, you know, inverted pyramid or whatever, however they write news articles, who, what, when, where, why. And a lot of the articles I remember and the

photos I remember were of sick people, you know, some journalist approached some person dying of AIDS or some person with some horrible like degenerative illness and just wrote about what their life was like and it wasn’t romantic, you know, and it wasn’t heroic and it didn’t necessarily have a moral. It was just sort of like this deserves to be recorded. People deserve to see this part of life with the consent of the subject, you know, and some of the photos were really brutal. I mean, people’s bodies deteriorating, a 20 or 30 year old who looked 80 if not like a corpse, people’s stuck in beds attached to machines, families or friends surrounding them that aren’t doing anything because you can and do reach a point where to answer Chernyshevsky and Lenin’s “What is to be Done?”, the answer is nothing. They’re just sort of laying in bed, laying in wait, loved ones sitting there with them, just there. And so I think like that’s a form of art that’s really interesting and I’ve always been, um, I’ve never really been attracted to like

landscape painting or Baroque art or rococo or any of that stuff, any of the classic fine art. I’ve been more into Dadaism and Kazimir Malevich,

suprematism, black square, these sort of strange primitive, you know, looks like anybody could do it, and maybe anyone could, its not some elite knowledge or skill or “gift,” but it’s actually there’s a lot of thought and skill behind it whether or not it’s any “good.”

And the Tracy Emin sort of female rage, you know, multimedia, mixed media, not limited to any one medium, self-portraiture, quilts about, you know, being, not being a mother, not being chosen as a wife or a woman and, you know, struggles with sexuality, struggles with men

. And she was not, you know, she was not like a super like high femme woman. She was quite sort of… Androgynous-looking, if not highly masculine, yeah, she was working in these forms that are, you know, quilts or, you know, talking about loneliness and motherhood and all these things,

and drawing little rudimentary sketches of birds and bodies and brokenness and that kind of thing. So I think these, I think these, I think art and journalism and literature and all these things, photography, it’s less

about some sort of like having a solution, it’s less sort of of some sort of like proposing a policy, it’s just sort of like posing questions. There’s rhetorical questions that arise from a

lot of this. A lot of it, it’s rhetorical. It’s not necessarily saying, like, I have the answer, this is the answer, or it’s just, wow, some people live like this. Why does this happen? Where does this come from? Can we fix it? And if so, how? Can we agree on how to do that? Is this, you know, does this person have dignity? Should all people have dignity

? Wow, this person seems really lonely. Poor, sick. How could this happen? You know, how could this happen on a small scale? How could this happen on a large scale? Where was all the

oversight, you know? So I just think there’s that art. I don’t know that it’s necessarily, like, life-changing, but I think it’s, you know, creates movements

. Like, look at Dadaism, Mayakovsky’s zaum. and it asks you, like, can art be something that you find? Can art be something that you put together as a collage? Can art be… You know, a sink or a toilet or something, that if you say it’s art, it’s art. Who says yes or no? you know, it’s like, I don’t even necessarily agree with all of it, but it’s just

, I like people who ask questions and I like people who ask, like,

well, why, well, why, well, why… well why not?


Emin

Text
lostmyhead-net
lostmyhead-net

index

ORANGE

pink

RED

purple

BLUE

green

YELLOW

rainbow

۶ৎ𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋𓃗་༘࿐♪⋆₊˚۶ৎ

HOME

Text
eternallybuffering
eternallybuffering

Heroes of Asia Country Index - (0/48)

Listed in alphabetical order.

Key:

(N/A) = No ideas at the moment/haven’t gotten there yet.

(Drafting) = drafting ideas and concepts.

(WIP) = Actively drawing/writing the character profile.

[[MORE]]

Afghanistan - (N/A)

Armenia - (N/A)

Azerbaijan - (N/A)

Bahrain - (N/A)

Bangladesh - (N/A)

Bhutan - (N/A)

Brunei - (Drafting)

Cambodia - (Drafting)

China - (N/A)

Georgia - (N/A)

India - (N/A)

Indonesia - (Drafting)

Iran - (N/A)

Iraq - (N/A)

Israel - (N/A)

Japan - (N/A)

Jordan - (N/A)

Kazakhstan - (N/A)

Kuwait - (N/A)

Kyrgyzstan - (N/A)

Laos - (Drafting)

Lebanon - (N/A)

Malaysia - (Drafting)

Maldives - (N/A)

Mongolia - (N/A)

Myanmar - (Drafting)

Nepal - (N/A)

North Korea - (N/A)

Oman - (N/A)

Pakistan - (N/A)

Palestine - (N/A)

Philippines - (Drafting)

Qatar - (N/A)

Russia - (N/A)

Saudi Arabia - (N/A)

Singapore - (Drafting)

South Korea - (N/A)

Sri Lanka - (N/A)

Syria - (N/A)

Taiwan - (N/A)

Tajikistan - (N/A)

Thailand - (Drafting)

Timor-Leste - (Drafting)

Turkmenistan - (N/A)

United Arab Emirates (UAE) - (N/A)

Uzbekistan - (N/A)

Vietnam - (WIP)

Yemen - (N/A)

Last Updated: 3/14/2026 (M/D/Y)

Update: Created country index for Asia.

Working on: Vietnam.

Drafting: Brunei, Cambodia, Indonesia, Laos, Malaysia, Myanmar, Philippines, Singapore, Thailand, & Timor-Leste

Back to Character Profiles - Hero Index

Text
eternallybuffering
eternallybuffering

Character Profiles - Hero Index

Where the profiles for the countries within this AU can be found. Organized by what continent the U.N. and internet classify each country to belong to.

The Other section is for the countries that are not fully recognized, Dependencies, Territories, Autonomous regions, Former countries & Subdivisions. (Hence the [_/???] as I have no clue how many I’m going to add.)

Africa - [0/54] (WIP)

Asia - [0/48]

Australia / Oceania - [0/14] (WIP)

Europe - [0/44] (WIP)

North America - [0/23] (WIP)

South America - [0/12] (WIP)

Other - [0/???] (WIP)

Last Updated: 3/13/2026 (M/D/Y)

Update: Created the Index

Back to Masterlist

Text
nemfrog
nemfrog

Index from virus, infernal to world, end of. Life in two Worlds. 1920.

Internet Archive

Text
missing-no-001
missing-no-001

“Circle Round…”

I used to work on a children’s storytelling podcast. Stories from all over the world. Traditional stories, myths, oral history. All had some life lesson in a fun story. Adventure, talking animals. Faraway places. We even had parents send voice memos of their kids talking about the stories, what they liked best. What they learned or wanted to know more about.

I’ve always loved stories, books.

My mom used to read to me all the time. Somewhere there’s a picture of me and her on a bed. My dad took it. She’s showing me a big soft fabric book, an alphabet book. A moment captured. My introduction to the world of letters and words.

As a kid I used to have a tape recorder, a lavender purple one called a TalkGirl modeled after the silver-grey TalkBoy used in the Home Alone films. I used to put my stuffed animals and dolls in a circle and ask them what they thought of certain books. Kids books. I’d ask their review. I did all the voices. Goodnight Moon, Chicka Chicka Boom Boom. Strawberry Shortcake, Rainbow Fish, The Giving Tree. Lots of books about sounds and letters and phonics and learning to read and talk.

And lots of books about sharing, giving what you have away. Sometimes, too much. Sometimes until there’s nothing left. As a kid, maybe as a parent, it seems like a good message. What could be wrong about giving and sharing? We don’t talk enough about when to stop. When to be shared with, how to ask for what you need, how to know when to stop sharing with a particular person, when sharing becomes taking. I look back and think — these stories sound nice, but are actually sad.

A Rainbow Fish who gave all his pretty shiny scales away so the plain fish could all have at least one. A Giving Tree that loved a boy and gave him everything he had — wood, leaves, shade, until he was just a stump that couldn’t even provide shade. Just a place to sit.

“And the Tree was not happy.”

Shel Silverstein.

Even growing up, I loved kids. I used to do Bible camp every summer, and eventually was old enough to volunteer to be a teacher’s aid. I loved doing crafts with the little kids the way the big kids used to do for me. I liked preparing snacks of orange Goldfish crackers and pouring little wax cups of apple juice. I liked keeping watch during nap time. During recess, I didn’t like games as a kid, and didn’t like them as a volunteer either. I never figured out the rules and l didn’t like running. As an older kid, the little quiet kids seemed to feel safe with me. The little quiet children would come to me. I didn’t yell at them instructions or make them run in the hot summer heat. Just sit in the grass. Talk. Look at other kids. Rest.

When I first moved to Cambridge, one of the first things I did was join the public library. Got my library card. When I graduated in 2019, I wanted to volunteer. Maybe propose some workshops, just fun things to share of what I’ve learned. Skills people might find handy or useful. Lots of elderly people don’t know how to use technology and the internet, smart devices.

But what I wanted most was to read to kids. Like my mom used to read to me, like I used to read to my stuffed animals.

I’d hold the picture book up and show it to the small group, making sure everyone got to see the pictures. Maybe I’d do funny voices and make kids laugh. “You’re so silly!” I could hear them say. Something nice and slow and quiet, but fun and useful. Safe, a little magic maybe, depending on the story. Learning, discovery, answering questions about the world. Like I wanted to do as a journalist and professor, but in a smaller way. And maybe even more important. Their little minds still so impressionable.

I wouldn’t read Rainbow Fish and The Giving Tree.

But the pandemic happened and volunteer events and programming were suspended at the library, and I left in 2022 when things were just starting to come back to life.

I thought as I saw this little illustration, “I can’t get to a library. Too far and I’m too weak and in pain to sit upright and put a smile on and do a funny voice. But I wish I could read books and stories to kids at the library.”

And then I realized … I don’t think I could. I don’t think I could read to someone else’s children.

Text
gmasrecipebox
gmasrecipebox
Text
thinkingimages
thinkingimages

Jack Davison – Index of Work IV

Text
purplem8n
purplem8n

Index/About Me

Hello!
I’m a more offline person, I can’t stand to stay much on the PC. I’ll probably listen you while I draw something. I don’t use a cell phone much (or small screens in general), I prefer PC, Consoles and a TV with Netflix. I like ‘hero movies’, nothing that makes me cry (apart from a few C/K-dramas). Call me for a gastronomic meets, go hiking, see nature, explore small towns, travel.

。 ˚ ︶︶✩︶︶‌˚ ₊ ・⸝⸝ ⟢ ⸝⸝・ ₊ ˚ ︶︶✩︶︶‌ 。˚

Likes: Sushi, Katsudon, Ramen, Vegetarian Food, Couscous, Tapioca, Chocolate or Nut Cream, Rpg and Platform Games, Mugiwara Fan, Zeldan Fan, Biology and Scienc in General.
Dni: drugs, smoking, nsfw in general, IA, nazis, pedos, zoofiles.

Doing Now: Playing Flight Rising, Wathing Dramas.

· · ─────────── ·𖥸· ─────────── · ·
Links: Ko-Fi|Strawpage|
Index Tags
: #blog #art

Text
missing-no-001
missing-no-001
Text
maiawe
maiawe

Generation o n e : Isabelle Sanford

Index P A R T T W E N T Y : Rebuilding ourselves apart (2/2)

• CHAPTER FIVE : Busy Winterfest • 
58. Erica is here
59. Winterfest’s traditions
60. They slip away in his room
61. For your love
62. Family moment
63. Isa’s texts
64. Winterfest morning
65. Nicole and Simon are bickering again
66. The crew exchange gifts

• CHAPTER SIX : Daph’s audition • 
67. Daph is practising
68. She’s stressed
69. Harsh reality
70. Jasper comforts her
71. Isa and Jasper seeing each other for the first time
72. The girls are here
73. Spa day
74. Cinema date

• CHAPTER SEVEN : Interviews • 
75. First interview
76. Isa spends her time with Damian
77. They’re getting close
78. Emma is struggling
79. The tensions eased between Em and Jasper
80. Isa doesn’t like what she sees online
81. Nath’s birthday
82. Camille and Damian are invited
83. Damian wants clarity
84. Isa is being honest
85. Elliot saw everything

• CHAPTER EIGHT : Tutoring • 
86. Simon is bad at school
87. Nicole refuses to tutor him
88. She can’t stop thinking about him
89. She wants to chat with him
90. Giving her conditions
91. Promposal
92. Elli is upset
93. In Erica’s bedroom
94. First tutoring lessons
95. Things are still complicated between them
96. Death by Loyalty
97. Phonecall
98. Jasper and Elli tiptoe around each other
99. He’s doing this for her
100. Alkaline
101. Prom night

• CHAPTER NINE : The date • 
102. Daph and Vic on a date
103. Jasper is here
104. Three words
105. The interviews were a success
106. The truth?
107. Cake outrage

• CHAPTER TEN : Do I wanna know? • 
108. Simon brought her coffee
109. Family dinner
110. Isa is trying to convince herself
111. Erica is Elliot’s sun
112. Jasper caught him
113. The mistake
114. Do I wanna know

< First part

Text
maiawe
maiawe

Generation o n e : Isabelle Sanford

Index P A R T T W E N T Y : Rebuilding ourselves apart (½)

<< Part NINETEEN : tidal wave Part TWENTY ONE >>

The unexpected separation of Isa and Jasper shakes up the whole family and jeopardizes the filming of their movie. While everyone tries to give themselves some space, new encounters and new obstacles make life tumultuous… for everyone.

• CHAPTER ONE : A few months later • 
1. Erica is overthinking
2. Making amends with Nicole
3. Simon and Gisele
4. Daphne went to Victor
5. He’s taking care of her
6. Daphne has a distant phase
7. Nicole and Erica are friends
8. Calia and Ingrid talk about their future
9. Back to normality
10. Isa’s side after the break
11. Starting therapy
12. She’s trying to heal
13. Seeing old friends
14. Daphne wanna help
15. A glimpse of normality
16. Jasper’s calls
17. Going out
18. Addicted to nicotine
19. Trying to get her life back together
20. Irene is furious with Jasper

• CHAPTER TWO : Spooky party • 
21. Picnic date
22. Spooky Party
23. Everyone played the game
24. Nicole and Simon hate each other
25. Elli is obsessed with Erica
26. Isaac and Léonie’s first time
27. Serious chat
28. Another kiss

• CHAPTER THREE : New encounters • 
29. Jasper is back on set
30. Emma struggles to remain professional
31. Simon’s first time
32. Jasper caught him
33. Simon doesn’t learn from his mistakes
34. Jasper called Isa
35. He finally came home
36. Damian Helsing
37. Luke is done
38. Aria is scheming
39. Unexpected meeting
40. Damian is charming
41. Nath misses Jasper
42. Isa is upset with Aria

• CHAPTER FOUR : When everything goes wrong • 
43. Jasper is mad
44. Jasper is being a bitch
45. Emma is done with his behavior
46. Victor is awoken by his phone
47. Victor hates to leave her
48. Crisis meeting
49. Gossip website
50. The plan
51. Common ground
52. Training session
53. Promising member of the team
54. Gisele is late
55. Pregnancy scare
56. Trying to take his mind off of things
57. Jasper and Simon’s relationship

Second part >

Text
cogumeloliminar
cogumeloliminar

Bem-vindo(a) à nossa loja de conveniências

Eu sou a atendente e, se você está aqui, provavelmente já perdeu a utilidade no mundo real. Abaixo está a ordem dos registros que escrevi até agora. Sinta-se a vontade, não se deixe incomodar pelos risos do lado de fora, venha saborear um pouco de café frio comigo enquanto aproveitamos a nossa rádio liminar.

Cronologia dos registros:

Registro #73

Registro #128

Registro #286

Registro #179