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August 08 2011
It Doesn't Make Me Miss You Any Less
I think I understand suicide.
The black creeping sinews of depression are suffocating.
Your body becomes a vessel, the depression becomes you
and You are in a smaller and smaller space,
locked away for safety.
Sometimes, the key is forgotten.
Sometimes, the depression recedes and you can come out again- either into safety
or with the power and light to fight it.
Sometimes, the only escape is death.
Through death, the depression goes. It is the final triumphant act of defiance against this parasite. Nothing is lost - you feel no love when infected; you feel nothing when dead. Not a censored, muted blackness of nothing where you find the nearest wall and stumble through the dark, groping for the switch.
(The wall is endless.)
But just nothing.
Not. A. Thing.
You become everything.
The black creeping sinews of depression are suffocating.
Your body becomes a vessel, the depression becomes you
and You are in a smaller and smaller space,
locked away for safety.
Sometimes, the key is forgotten.
Sometimes, the depression recedes and you can come out again- either into safety
or with the power and light to fight it.
Sometimes, the only escape is death.
Through death, the depression goes. It is the final triumphant act of defiance against this parasite. Nothing is lost - you feel no love when infected; you feel nothing when dead. Not a censored, muted blackness of nothing where you find the nearest wall and stumble through the dark, groping for the switch.
(The wall is endless.)
But just nothing.
Not. A. Thing.
You become everything.
March 31 2011
Nudibranchs are hardly cephalopoda.
December 20 2010
<3
December 07 2010
The face of modern activism- a V mask.
October 03 2010
^_^
August 18 2010
I only heard about it when people were discussing it in IRC.
" <Becky> "<Vornaskotti> So when I heard that someone had got their panties in a bunch because the word "rape" was mentioned was facepalm time"
<Becky> every time that rape is trivialised, even in the guise of something bigger, it allows it to be more accepted in society
<taphead> There is that.
<Becky> It's less of someone getting their "panties in a bunch" and maybe more a valid point about how rape is seen
<Becky> and also the issue of it triggering traumatic memories and experiences for those who have had experiences of it
<Becky> and so it is unnecessary to put it in entirely unrelated contexts
<Becky> </emma goldman> "
Then of course there was the "Now I'm expecting the list of approved content in jokes." response, and the following "it's not censorship" explanation.
It really is a shame that Penny Arcade responded in the manner that they did. The first usage of the word rape in the comic doesn't undermine the seriousness of it. It trivialises it, sure, but in such a fantastical context that it would be difficult to argue that it would have any serious impact aside from the bringing-up-rape-unnecessarily-in-a-humorous-context issue. However their response is utterly missing the point and is just so much more offensive than if they hadn't responded to the (kneejerk?) reactions of some readers. It shows just how little they understood why it was a problem for so many people and, to a certain extent, how joking about rape is seen to be fair game.
Eurgh.
" <Becky> "<Vornaskotti> So when I heard that someone had got their panties in a bunch because the word "rape" was mentioned was facepalm time"
<Becky> every time that rape is trivialised, even in the guise of something bigger, it allows it to be more accepted in society
<taphead> There is that.
<Becky> It's less of someone getting their "panties in a bunch" and maybe more a valid point about how rape is seen
<Becky> and also the issue of it triggering traumatic memories and experiences for those who have had experiences of it
<Becky> and so it is unnecessary to put it in entirely unrelated contexts
<Becky> </emma goldman> "
Then of course there was the "Now I'm expecting the list of approved content in jokes." response, and the following "it's not censorship" explanation.
It really is a shame that Penny Arcade responded in the manner that they did. The first usage of the word rape in the comic doesn't undermine the seriousness of it. It trivialises it, sure, but in such a fantastical context that it would be difficult to argue that it would have any serious impact aside from the bringing-up-rape-unnecessarily-in-a-humorous-context issue. However their response is utterly missing the point and is just so much more offensive than if they hadn't responded to the (kneejerk?) reactions of some readers. It shows just how little they understood why it was a problem for so many people and, to a certain extent, how joking about rape is seen to be fair game.
Eurgh.
August 01 2010
July 30 2010
Preeettttyyyy! I have a one of these http://www.webalistic.com/cams/med/dynax5.jpg It isn't very fancy. I also have a one of these http://www.inewscatcher.com/timages/2dc8dba4063e64286ca645ab60fc0162.jpg because I am hipstercool. (NB: I am not hipstercool.)
My phone just sits in my pocket all the time, and so is used more than the other two.
My phone just sits in my pocket all the time, and so is used more than the other two.
July 29 2010
Even if it is just a 3.2 mp phone camera!
Thanks ^_^ It's a 1930's Singer, weighs a ton, is a bit tempremental and has a multitude of foot attachments that I have never had the patience to sit down and work out what they do.
July 28 2010
Nix verstehn...
<Becktron> FUCHS!
<Becktron> halp
<antifuchs> hey Becktron (:
<Becktron> http://synchronicity.soup.io/post/67497830/nautilus-cypher
<Becktron> I don't get it ^^
<antifuchs> oh
<antifuchs> "social media was yesterday. now is the time for sexual media"
<antifuchs> or something
<Becktron> haha, ok
<antifuchs> with the humping anteaters, this seems to be rather fitting (:
<Becktron> :D
<Becktron> ps, they're tapirs
<antifuchs> damn
<Becktron> huge tapir cock
<antifuchs> thick foreskin
<hart> ur a tapir
<antifuchs> ur mom is a tapir
<Becktron> halp
<antifuchs> hey Becktron (:
<Becktron> http://synchronicity.soup.io/post/67497830/nautilus-cypher
<Becktron> I don't get it ^^
<antifuchs> oh
<antifuchs> "social media was yesterday. now is the time for sexual media"
<antifuchs> or something
<Becktron> haha, ok
<antifuchs> with the humping anteaters, this seems to be rather fitting (:
<Becktron> :D
<Becktron> ps, they're tapirs
<antifuchs> damn
<Becktron> huge tapir cock
<antifuchs> thick foreskin
<hart> ur a tapir
<antifuchs> ur mom is a tapir
July 26 2010
Inventing new words is my speciality. (As is bastardising languages...)
Having roots and being tied to a place scares me. I have moved house 14 times. I've lived in 3 different countries, 10 different villages/ towns/ cities, 13 different homes, I've lived with my entire family and my grandparents, I've lived alone by myself. The longest I have lived anywhere is 6 years, and I am 22. I am so vehmently against having children right now because I can't handle the idea of having to put my roots down somewhere and start a family. I don't have a valid passport and it gets to me.
My boyfriend once told me that my wunderlust and my constant longing for new places was one of the first things that attracted him to me.
My granpa apparently said to my father on the day he married my mother "Youngs [my maternal family] like to move. They have itchy feet. You better be able to keep up".
So you know that feeling you have- of needing to up sticks and leave?
I have that every fucking day.
It's all I can do to stop myself from dropping out of uni, or even just taking a gap year, and heading off somewhere. My friend Stuart was saying that we should walk to Russia one day. I'd love to... Only I'd have to come back.
A lot of the things I make are about birds being in cages.
My boyfriend once told me that my wunderlust and my constant longing for new places was one of the first things that attracted him to me.
My granpa apparently said to my father on the day he married my mother "Youngs [my maternal family] like to move. They have itchy feet. You better be able to keep up".
So you know that feeling you have- of needing to up sticks and leave?
I have that every fucking day.
It's all I can do to stop myself from dropping out of uni, or even just taking a gap year, and heading off somewhere. My friend Stuart was saying that we should walk to Russia one day. I'd love to... Only I'd have to come back.
A lot of the things I make are about birds being in cages.
July 20 2010
My cat has been missing, could you make a poster?
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.15am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Poster
Hi
I opened the screen door yesterday and my cat got out and has been missing since then so I was wondering if you are not to busy you could make a poster for me. It has to be A4 and I will photocopy it and put it around my suburb this afternoon.
This is the only photo of her I have she answers to the name Missy and is black and white and about 8 months old. missing on Harper street and my phone number.
Thanks Shan.
- - -
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.26am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
That is shocking news. Luckily I was sitting down when I read your email and not half way up a ladder or tree. How are you holding up? I am surprised you managed to attend work at all what with thinking about Missy out there cold, frightened and alone... possibly lying on the side of the road, her back legs squashed by a vehicle, calling out "Shannon, where are you?" Although I have two clients expecting completed work this afternoon, I will, of course, drop everything and do whatever it takes to facilitate the speedy return of Missy.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.37am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Poster
yeah ok thanks. I know you dont like cats but I am really worried about mine. I have to leave at 1pm today.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.17am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
I never said I don't like cats. Once, having been invited to a party, I went clothes shopping beforehand and bought a pair of expensive G-Star boots. They were two sizes too small but I wanted them so badly I figured I could just wear them without socks and cut my toenails very short. As the party was only a few blocks from my place, I decided to walk. After the first block, I lost all feeling in my feet. Arriving at the party, I stumbled into a guy named Steven, spilling Malibu & coke onto his white Wham 'Choose Life' t-shirt, and he punched me. An hour or so after the incident, Steven sat down in a chair already occupied by a cat. The surprised cat clawed and snarled causing Steven to leap out of the chair, slip on a rug and strike his forehead onto the corner of a speaker; resulting in a two inch open gash. In its shock, the cat also defecated, leaving Steven with a wet brown stain down the back of his beige cargo pants. I liked that cat.
Attached poster as requested.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.24am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
yeah thats not what I was looking for at all. it looks like a movie and how come the photo of Missy is so small?
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.28am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
It's a design thing. The cat is lost in the negative space.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.33am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Thats just stupid. Can you do it properly please? I am extremely emotional over this and was up all night in tears. you seem to think it is funny. Can you make the photo bigger please and fix the text and do it in colour please. Thanks.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.46am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
Having worked with designers for a few years now, I would have assumed you understood, despite our vague suggestions otherwise, we do not welcome constructive criticism. I don't come downstairs and tell you how to send text messages, log onto Facebook and look out of the window. I am willing to overlook this faux pas due to you no doubt being preoccupied with thoughts of Missy attempting to make her way home across busy intersections or being trapped in a drain as it slowly fills with water. I spent three days down a well once but that was just for fun.
I have amended and attached the poster as per your instructions.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.59am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
This is worse than the other one. can you make it so it shows the whole photo of Missy and delete the stupid text that says missing missy off it? I just want it to say lost.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.14am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.21am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
yeah can you do the poster or not? I just want a photo and the word lost and the telephone number and when and where she was lost and her name. Not like a movie poster or anything stupid. I have to leave early today. If it was your cat I would help you. Thanks.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.32am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Awww
Dear Shannon,
I don't have a cat. I once agreed to look after a friend's cat for a week but after he dropped it off at my apartment and explained the concept of kitty litter, I kept the cat in a closed cardboard box in the shed and forgot about it. If I wanted to feed something and clean faeces, I wouldn't have put my mother in that home after her stroke. A week later, when my friend came to collect his cat, I pretended that I was not home and mailed the box to him. Apparently I failed to put enough stamps on the package and he had to collect it from the post office and pay eighteen dollars. He still goes on about that sometimes, people need to learn to let go.
I have attached the amended version of your poster as per your detailed instructions.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.47am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Awww
Thats not my cat. where did you get that picture from? That cat is orange. I gave you a photo of my cat.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.58am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Awww
I know, but that one is cute. As Missy has quite possibly met any one of several violent ends, it is possible you might get a better cat out of this. If anybody calls and says "I haven't seen your orange cat but I did find a black and white one with its hind legs run over by a car, do you want it?" you can politely decline and save yourself a costly veterinarian bill.
I knew someone who had a basset hound that had its hind legs removed after an accident and it had to walk around with one of those little buggies with wheels. If it had been my dog I would have asked for all its legs to be removed and replaced with wheels and had a remote control installed. I could charge neighbourhood kids for rides and enter it in races. If I did the same with a horse I could drive it to work. I would call it Steven.
---
Regards, David. From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.07pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Awww
Please just use the photo I gave you.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.22pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.34pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
I didnt say there was a reward. I dont have $2000 dollars. What did you even put that there for? Apart from that it is perfect can you please remove the reward bit. Thanks Shan.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.42pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.51pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
Can you just please take the reward bit off altogether? I have to leave in ten minutes and I still have to make photocopies of it.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.56pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 1.03pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
Fine. That will have to do.
(via 27b/6)
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.15am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Poster
Hi
I opened the screen door yesterday and my cat got out and has been missing since then so I was wondering if you are not to busy you could make a poster for me. It has to be A4 and I will photocopy it and put it around my suburb this afternoon.
This is the only photo of her I have she answers to the name Missy and is black and white and about 8 months old. missing on Harper street and my phone number.
Thanks Shan.
- - -
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.26am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
That is shocking news. Luckily I was sitting down when I read your email and not half way up a ladder or tree. How are you holding up? I am surprised you managed to attend work at all what with thinking about Missy out there cold, frightened and alone... possibly lying on the side of the road, her back legs squashed by a vehicle, calling out "Shannon, where are you?" Although I have two clients expecting completed work this afternoon, I will, of course, drop everything and do whatever it takes to facilitate the speedy return of Missy.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 9.37am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Poster
yeah ok thanks. I know you dont like cats but I am really worried about mine. I have to leave at 1pm today.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.17am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
I never said I don't like cats. Once, having been invited to a party, I went clothes shopping beforehand and bought a pair of expensive G-Star boots. They were two sizes too small but I wanted them so badly I figured I could just wear them without socks and cut my toenails very short. As the party was only a few blocks from my place, I decided to walk. After the first block, I lost all feeling in my feet. Arriving at the party, I stumbled into a guy named Steven, spilling Malibu & coke onto his white Wham 'Choose Life' t-shirt, and he punched me. An hour or so after the incident, Steven sat down in a chair already occupied by a cat. The surprised cat clawed and snarled causing Steven to leap out of the chair, slip on a rug and strike his forehead onto the corner of a speaker; resulting in a two inch open gash. In its shock, the cat also defecated, leaving Steven with a wet brown stain down the back of his beige cargo pants. I liked that cat.
Attached poster as requested.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.24am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
yeah thats not what I was looking for at all. it looks like a movie and how come the photo of Missy is so small?
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.28am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
It's a design thing. The cat is lost in the negative space.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.33am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Thats just stupid. Can you do it properly please? I am extremely emotional over this and was up all night in tears. you seem to think it is funny. Can you make the photo bigger please and fix the text and do it in colour please. Thanks.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.46am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
Dear Shannon,
Having worked with designers for a few years now, I would have assumed you understood, despite our vague suggestions otherwise, we do not welcome constructive criticism. I don't come downstairs and tell you how to send text messages, log onto Facebook and look out of the window. I am willing to overlook this faux pas due to you no doubt being preoccupied with thoughts of Missy attempting to make her way home across busy intersections or being trapped in a drain as it slowly fills with water. I spent three days down a well once but that was just for fun.
I have amended and attached the poster as per your instructions.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 10.59am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
This is worse than the other one. can you make it so it shows the whole photo of Missy and delete the stupid text that says missing missy off it? I just want it to say lost.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.14am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.21am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Poster
yeah can you do the poster or not? I just want a photo and the word lost and the telephone number and when and where she was lost and her name. Not like a movie poster or anything stupid. I have to leave early today. If it was your cat I would help you. Thanks.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.32am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Awww
Dear Shannon,
I don't have a cat. I once agreed to look after a friend's cat for a week but after he dropped it off at my apartment and explained the concept of kitty litter, I kept the cat in a closed cardboard box in the shed and forgot about it. If I wanted to feed something and clean faeces, I wouldn't have put my mother in that home after her stroke. A week later, when my friend came to collect his cat, I pretended that I was not home and mailed the box to him. Apparently I failed to put enough stamps on the package and he had to collect it from the post office and pay eighteen dollars. He still goes on about that sometimes, people need to learn to let go.
I have attached the amended version of your poster as per your detailed instructions.
Regards, David.
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.47am
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Awww
Thats not my cat. where did you get that picture from? That cat is orange. I gave you a photo of my cat.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 11.58am
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Awww
I know, but that one is cute. As Missy has quite possibly met any one of several violent ends, it is possible you might get a better cat out of this. If anybody calls and says "I haven't seen your orange cat but I did find a black and white one with its hind legs run over by a car, do you want it?" you can politely decline and save yourself a costly veterinarian bill.
I knew someone who had a basset hound that had its hind legs removed after an accident and it had to walk around with one of those little buggies with wheels. If it had been my dog I would have asked for all its legs to be removed and replaced with wheels and had a remote control installed. I could charge neighbourhood kids for rides and enter it in races. If I did the same with a horse I could drive it to work. I would call it Steven.
---
Regards, David. From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.07pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Awww
Please just use the photo I gave you.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.22pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.34pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
I didnt say there was a reward. I dont have $2000 dollars. What did you even put that there for? Apart from that it is perfect can you please remove the reward bit. Thanks Shan.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.42pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.51pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
Can you just please take the reward bit off altogether? I have to leave in ten minutes and I still have to make photocopies of it.
---
From: David Thorne
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 12.56pm
To: Shannon Walkley
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
---
From: Shannon Walkley
Date: Monday 21 June 2010 1.03pm
To: David Thorne
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Awww
Fine. That will have to do.
(via 27b/6)
July 19 2010
All your cupcakes are belong to us.
June 05 2010
Yes.
:'(
:'(
May 25 2010
I am pretty sure that the crab is calling him a wanker.
ilu
May 23 2010
Looks like Lilach.
May 22 2010
Nope! One last guess and I'll give away the answer
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