Coming Out Is A Personal Choice, And Something That Should Be Done Because You Want To. You Don't Have

Actually discovering that drawing in a 200x200 canvas is fun as hell??? This is like writing in comic sans fucking awesome

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*casts spell* tumblr will now ha-

Oh wait.....you're already bringing more users

*uncasts spell*

I don't know what kind of spell or curse you were going to make... but bringing more people to Tumblr is a good thing, right?

Right?

ghostwriting at its finest

we've found it folks: mcmansion heaven

Hello everyone. It is my pleasure to bring you the greatest house I have ever seen. The house of a true visionary. A real ad-hocist. A genuine pioneer of fenestration. This house is in Alabama. It was built in 1980 and costs around $5 million. It is worth every penny. Perhaps more.

Now, I know what you're thinking: "Come on, Kate, that's a little kooky, but certainly it's not McMansion Heaven. This is very much a house in the earthly realm. Purgatory. McMansion Purgatory." Well, let me now play Beatrice to your Dante, young Pilgrim. Welcome. Welcome, welcome, welcome.

It is rare to find a house that has everything. A house that wills itself into Postmodernism yet remains unable to let go of the kookiest moments of the prior zeitgeist, the Bruce Goffs and Earthships, the commune houses built from car windshields, the seventies moments of psychedelic hippie fracture. It is everything. It has everything. It is theme park, it is High Tech. It is Renaissance (in the San Antonio Riverwalk sense of the word.) It is medieval. It is maybe the greatest pastiche to sucker itself to the side of a mountain, perilously overlooking a large body of water. Look at it. Just look.

The inside is white. This makes it dreamlike, almost benevolent. It is bright because this is McMansion Heaven and Gray is for McMansion Hell. There is an overbearing sheen of 80s optimism. In this house, the credit default swap has not yet been invented, but could be.

It takes a lot for me to drop the cocaine word because I think it's a cheap joke. But there's something about this example that makes it plausible, not in a derogatory way, but in a liberatory one, a sensuous one. Someone created this house to have a particular experience, a particular feeling. It possesses an element of true fantasy, the thematic. Its rooms are not meant to be one cohesive composition, but rather a series of scenes, of vastly different spatial moments, compressed, expanded, bright, close.

And then there's this kitchen for some reason. Or so you think. Everything the interior design tries to hide, namely how unceasingly peculiar the house is, it is not entirely able to because the choices made here remain decadent, indulgent, albeit in a more familiar way.

Rare is it to discover an interior wherein one truly must wear sunglasses. The environment created in service to transparency has to somewhat prevent the elements from penetrating too deep while retaining their desirable qualities. I don't think an architect designed this house. An architect would have had access to specifically engineered products for this purpose. Whoever built this house had certain access to architectural catalogues but not those used in the highest end or most structurally complex projects. The customization here lies in the assemblage of materials and in doing so stretches them to the height of their imaginative capacity. To borrow from Charles Jencks, ad-hoc is a perfect description. It is an architecture of availability and of adventure.

A small interlude. We are outside. There is no rear exterior view of this house because it would be impossible to get one from the scrawny lawn that lies at its depths. This space is intended to serve the same purpose, which is to look upon the house itself as much as gaze from the house to the world beyond.

Living in a city, I often think about exhibitionism. Living in a city is inherently exhibitionist. A house is a permeable visible surface; it is entirely possible that someone will catch a glimpse of me they're not supposed to when I rush to the living room in only a t-shirt to turn out the light before bed. But this is a space that is only exhibitionist in the sense that it is an architecture of exposure, and yet this exposure would not be possible without the protection of the site, of the distance from every other pair of eyes. In this respect, a double freedom is secured. The window intimates the potential of seeing. But no one sees.

At the heart of this house lies a strange mix of concepts. Postmodern classicist columns of the Disney World set. The unpolished edge of the vernacular. There is also an organicist bent to the whole thing, something more Goff than Gaudí, and here we see some of the house's most organic forms, the monolith- or shell-like vanity mixed with the luminous artifice of mirrors and white. A backlit cave, primitive and performative at the same time, which is, in essence, the dialectic of the luxury bathroom.

And yet our McMansion Heaven is still a McMansion. It is still an accumulation of deliberate signifiers of wealth, very much a construction with the secondary purpose of invoking envy, a palatial residence designed without much cohesion. The presence of golf, of wood, of masculine and patriarchal symbolism with an undercurrent of luxury drives that point home. The McMansion can aspire to an art form, but there are still many levels to ascend before one gets to where God's sitting.

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AInception

Guys I was messing around with a blueberror ai

and I made a new ai inside of it

I call them “narra”

So happy for you!

Cracking ŋəggs: Ðe Trans N.A.E. Announcement

Hey. N.A.E. here. For ðose who don't know, N.A.E. stands for "Nondescript Autistic Enby", which was my Tumblr moniker for as long as ðis blog has been posting (since late January 2023). Being nonbinary was my whole identity for as long as I can remember. I cherished my Xe/They pronouns for a few monþs now. However, ðis all changed yesterday.

For context, Agma Schwa, also known as Nguh or ŋə, is a linguistics YouTuber specializing in constructed languages (conlangs for short), and cursed ones at ðat. Now, Nguh has a Discord server for people to talk about conlanging and more. One of ðe mods on ðe Nguhcord (as I call it), Seo (short for Seo Reade Henn, Old English for Ðe Red Hen), is trans herself, and in today's VC (which is still going on), she said ðat "4 eggs were cracked yesterday", as she said. Now, I was observing ðe server yesterday, and at ðe time, 3 out of ðose 4 eggs were already cracked. Ðis made me þink ðat being male or even nonbinary is very fitting for me anymore. But I wasn't sure wiþ myself just yet, so I þought about it overnight.

Cut to around an hour ago. We join ðe VC on ðe Nguhcord, and ðen I finally say: "You know what? I have decided. I'm trans.

So, yeah. From "Nondescript Autistic Enby", real name Leonard, ðis is a goodbye. From now on, I... am "Nondescript Autistic T-Girl" (NATG for short), real name [N/A] (I haven't decided on a new real name yet). Þanks.

(New PFP and Banner to commemorate me finally realizing ðat I'm trans below)

"low support needs disabled people are often not believed to have a disability at all and therefore struggle to get accommodations."

"high support needs disabled people's accommodations are often seen as 'too much' and therefore are not met."

"neurodivergent people's needs are often dismissed because nothing is physically wrong with them."

"physically disabled people people often cannot physically access buildings and people refuse to do anything about it."

"invisibly disabled people are seen as lazy by society."

"visibly disabled people are ostracized from society."

IT'S ALMOST LIKE THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE DISABILITY

5. They're going to do something to themselves...

Different ways to interpret someone saying "This bloodline ends with me":

They're coming out as gay

They're coming out as ace

They're coming out as aroace

They just don't want kids

(This list is in no way complete. Please add on as you see fit)

*Mutual reblogs something you posted*

Me: They still like me. Thank God.

Heck if I know

Hey guys, are we still doing the Tumblr Blackout of indefinite length starting 30 June? I only saw the post for it for like a day then I heard nothing else of it