From Sherwood Ren Faire, At The Sky Kings Falconry Show - A Eurasian Eagle Owl! One Of The Largest Owl

These guys partied too hard

my muse and I

I can be shaped by more than the things that hurt me

severance sketch repost. tweaked some colors

IT MEANS EAT SHIT MR DRUMMOND!!!!!!!!!!

In the Air by Artem Chebokha

Imagine if they find Luigi innocent and he has to go through the rest of his life as That Guy Who Got Turbodoxxed That One Time Because Everyone Thought He Was An Assassin.

need to string together my thoughts more on this but reeeeeally interesting to see the influx of media - severance, the substance, mickey 17 - centered on the idea of a double/expendable iteration of yourself.

the dehumanization of workers by the way of non-livable wages, unsafe working conditions, and identity based discrimination (and the current removal of dei initiatives), all drive a wedge between our personhood and the value we are prescribed as a member of the workforce. something something the effects of ai and deepfakes already putting people in danger, the way we live and present our lives online vs in reality, there’s a lot to unpack here. but it’s fascinating to see this trope so widely translated as a storytelling vehicle for these ideas, and that this is the story that people are interested in telling.

seeing people downplay markhelly's relationship really grinds my teeth in a way few things do. "they will be caught in five minutes" "she's an eagan, it will never work" IT DOESN'T MATTER. IT NEVER MATTERED. NOT TO THESE CHARACTERS NOR TO THE CORE THEMES OF THIS SHOW. if you can't see the heartwrenching euphoria in mark and helly trying to be together for one more minute, that even if they die at least it will be by each other's sides, that they will have had the agency, the freedom, to live for themselves and each other for even a heartbeat in the palms of their hands, then i'm afraid you never understood this story. not the beating heart of it, not the being human part of it, nothing

i don't want her memory. i want my own.