Entry 10-5786:
Since our last entry on entry regarding our human companion (Male), a lot has happened:
Starting the day after our last entry about him, he found the human section in our database and found that we had videos of people doing different types of work. "For studying your kind in their natural states," we told him.
After some time, he seemed to be fascinated with the art of heating metal up with fire and banging it with a hammer into different shapes; a craft that seemed to have been practiced by their species for many of their centires.
After looking into it myself, I discovered that one has to destroy a large quantity of valuable resources and burn the end result just to get the metal hot enough to work.
Telling my finding to Steve (what our human perfers to be called by), he replied with, "Yeah, that seems to be a pattern for my species; a lot of work to make something valuable."
A few weeks later, as we were gathering resources from Planet 115-X-18, we found him bringing in resources of his own into the ship, which was unusual for him. We didn't think much of it.
We should've asked what he was up to that day.
Over a period of several months, he renovated his living quarters to resemble the workshop of the person working metal in our database, fit with forge, chimney, a hunk of metal to hit in and a workbench with tools. His bed seemed to be moved to the neighboring quarters. "It'll be fine," he told us after we asked him why he moved his bed.
We lost seem for several days as we heard repeated banging and the faint smell of something burning coming from that area. Steve seemed to be happy, but he smelled like the burning smell every day.
"You'll appreciate what I'm up to," he told us at meat time.
The day after that, he showed up what he made: a knife
We immediately told him he wasn't allowed a weapon on the ship, but he insured us it wasn't what it was.
"Humans don't have sharp teeth or claws, so when we have time cut something, we need something to do it for us. A knife is one for those things. It's no different than the pencil you let me have," he told us, then demonstrated what it could do by removing a thin curls off the piece of wood he had with him. Where'd he had the desire to do any of this still make us wonder about to this day.
He seemed to make more and more refined knives as time went on; making more tools to help him to do so.
This seemed to both keep him busy and give us the opportunity to see his thinking process.
He seemed to like certain shapes of tools over others and seemed to learn how to shape wood while learning "blacksmithing" (what he called what he was doing).
These days, he's been hourding rocks and stones that were larger than his hand while we are out gathering supplies and seemed to be working them into a useful shape because the metal of the knife he keeps with him now resembles a mirror rather than the dark grey, black or dark orange look we see his tools in on occasion.
He's given us items we never knew we needed until they were in place. Just the other day, he gave me a hanger to hold my hand computer when it's not in use.
He's been staying dirty, but he doesn't seem to mind; he seemed to have found a source of joy in expressing his own species.
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What if, instead of being shamed for eating the fruit in the garden of eden, Adam and Eve were praised for learning?
"Congrats, you two have knowledge, now go out and learn about the world."
The God of the Bible is turned into a disappointed father rather than an angry God.
"Why did you guys do that? You should've known better."
"A family of 8 made a boat without any directions, I just gave dimensions. They're smarter than all of you."
They should invent a job that i actually want to do
You want to call your House rep now and tell them Trump needs to be impeached immediately for defying a Supreme Court order (re: Kilmar Abrego Garcia), which functionally voids our constitution and means no one in America has rights anymore.
I am not exaggerating.
As of now, anybody can be disappeared, no due process, no recourse. Trump is openly disregarding a Supreme Court order and says heβll send US citizens to El Salvador.
This is not a drill.
Call your House rep and tell them they must impeach. Tell them if they cannot bring themselves to impeach, they must resign. A more open and shut case to impeach is not possible. Trump and his administration are saying openly, in public, that anybody can be kidnapped by ICE, even in error, and disappeared permanently.
Call your senators, too, and tell them to support impeachment (it goes to them once it passes a majority House vote).
So I've been working with chainmail for about a year and a half now and I've gathered knowledge on it:
- making maile isn't for the faint of heart: there's about 1000 rings in my work, and that's SMALL compared to a shirt or coif (hood)
- stained fingers and the smell of metal are normal
- there's more to it than "metal rings go together"; there's math involved, mainly the ratio of the inside diameter of the ring and the diameter of the wire used, which impacts what patterns can be used; there's a lot of uses of triangles, especially with seams; and a whole lot of counting and checking fit
- it's like knitting in some concepts, but it's different in most. Mainly, you're having to handle metal rings that, if dropped, disappear into the aether for a couple of months.
- small and tight doesn't immediately mean it's a good idea. It just means you'll be gaining length at a slower speed.
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Then there's me: zipping through tests, drawing during class while paying attention, and taking notes at insane pace (my handwriting is sloppy as hell), and i still graduated.
Between all that, i still was able to build a small fictional world and hone in my style of creative writing.
I broke the mold because i had to; I'd have a mental breakdown if i didnt.
Still dispise jobs that don't let me think for myself. I crave the thrill of figuring things out, using my hands, and getting lost in something with many parts.
All tests should be open book. Itβs not like your future boss is going to say, βI need those tax returns finished by noon, but donβt look at any of the financial statements. Do it all from memory.β
For a while now, I've imagined Hephaestus having his workshop built around the fact that he can't use his legs:
- he sits in a chair that's inside a pit and is able to travel in a circle, allowing him to travel around the perimeter of the pit, letting him touch every station.
- each station has all he needs to work there: grinding status has all his grindstones and files and a vise; he has a pile of materials with a scale for weighing; a vast collection of crucibles with a mold making area next to it; and his furnace with is manned and managed by a couple cyclops.
Once he gets a commission, he figures out what he needs, makes a master of it, wheels himself to the material section with a crucible in hand, weighs it all out, packs it, then turns to the furnace and gets that cooking while he's prepares the mold.
When it's ready, he moves back to the fire with the mold on his lap, puts the mold down, and pours.
This system does get overhauled when Greece transitions to iron; still being in a pit, but it's more compact; he just needs tongs, material, an anvil, his grinding station, and his forge. Any heavy hammering is done via Cyclops.
Any "magic metal stuff" (carbonizing, smelting, etc) os wrotten down and done off-site.
I genuinely hate how our entire society is built around money. We don't see people as human anymore, we see them as assets or burdens. We are all alive and I firmly believe that:
Immigrants are human;
Trans people are human;
People of color are human;
Queer people are human;
Intersex people are human;
People of any religion or no religion are human;
Every single human deserves the right to Healthcare, food, shelter, clothing, education and BASIC HUMAN RIGHTS. Politicians see people as burdens, money or insignificant pawns in their game. This needs to stop. We all deserve to not only exist and live, but truly thrive. While the rich get richer, the rest of the world gets left behind. We are all equal, so we need to start fucking acting like it.
Making metal liquid since the late medevial period.
Parade armor of Swedish King Eric XIV demonstrates its flexible sabatons. (made in 1562)