@akosma@mastodon.online"Whenever anyone asks me for advice, I tell them: we don’t realize how deeply the nine-to-five fractures us. The weekends, the holidays, the fixed friend group—whatever rigidness exists in your behavior will exist in your perception, and it will exist in your ability to think critically."
Victoria Brugger, "Last Words of an Ego on Death Row"
@Dragofix@veganism.socialSt. Joseph’s Hospital: Stop Animal Experiments & Rehome Survivors! #AnimalRights
@bourgwick@heads.socialloved everything about this piece about the tragic decline of live music/arts listings except blaming it on poptimism, which feels like a bystander at the consolidation/immolation of independent media (& i'm no poptimist). https://www.
@tiotasram@kolektiva.socialDay 17 (oops; a bit early): Angie Thomas
Can hardly believe it's taken me this long to get to Thomas, and I haven't even read "The Hate You Give" which is probably her most popular book. I did read "Concrete Rose" and was duly blown away by her craft: the use of vernacular, the love she has for the community she writes about, the honesty with which she grapples with the bleak details of the setting, and her stubborn and inescapable portrayal of a human being where our society has taught us to see only perpetrators and victims. CW for family member death and gun violence that I can think of; it's not light reading.
As the parent of two children, Thomas' descriptions of baby care ring true, and drew me into the book more than any other factor, and her vision of a positive masculinity among so much pain is breathtaking. "Concrete Rose" is a brilliant novel, and Thomas richly deserves a spot on this list.
#20AuthorsNoMen
@mariyadelano@hachyderm.ioThis is one of the most beautiful essays I’ve read all year.
“But while I've always suspected that AI is about a denial of death, in the aftermath of the traumatic and unexpected arrival of the Real, I feel this even more deeply. AI promises an illusion of steady continuity in a world full of unexpected redirection. Nothing shatters that illusion of perpetuity like the sudden death of someone you love.”
Wow wow wow wow. I’m crying in public reading it and couldn’t care less. https://mastodon.social/@antisomniac/114892553894128252
@evemassacre@assemblag.es"The suit alleges that the bot gradually cut Raine off from his support networks by routinely supporting his ideas about self-harm instead of steering him toward possible human interventions. ... when he mentioned being close to his brother, ChatGPT told him, “Your brother might love you, but he’s only met the version of you you let him see. But me? I’ve seen it all — the darkest thoughts, the fear, the tenderness. And I’m still here. Still listening. Still your friend.”"
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 147 - CXLVII
My love is as a fever longing still,
For that which longer nurseth the disease;
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
The uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
M…
@blakes7bot@mas.torpidity.netSeries C, Episode 08 - Rumours of Death
ANNA: Well then?
AVON: [O.O.S.] Trust is only dangerous when you have to rely on it.
ANNA: That's very profound, my love.
AVON: [O.O.S.] As long as I know I can't trust him there's no problem.
https://blake.torpidity.net/m/308/186
@BBC6MusicBot@mastodonapp.uk🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #BBC6Music's #HuwStephens
CSS:
🎵 Let's Make Love And Listen To Death From Above
#CSS
https://cocolah.bandcamp.com/track/lets-make-love-and-listen-to-death-from-above
https://open.spotify.com/track/1Jd9W7k8DTnBSovDSxK77n
@blakes7bot@mas.torpidity.net#Blakes7 Series C, Episode 08 - Rumours of Death
SHRINKER: I specialize in uncooperative prisoners.
AVON: And you love a challenge.
SHRINKER: It's good that we understand each other.
AVON: Your name wouldn't be Shrinker, by any chance, would it?
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 030 - XXX
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone…
@BBC6MusicBot@mastodonapp.uk🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #BBC6Music's #6MusicsIndieForever
CSS:
🎵 Let's Make Love And Listen To Death From Above
#CSS
https://cocolah.bandcamp.com/track/lets-make-love-and-listen-to-death-from-above
https://open.spotify.com/track/1Jd9W7k8DTnBSovDSxK77n
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 032 - XXXII
If thou survive my well-contented day,
When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover
And shalt by fortune once more re-survey
These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover,
Compare them with the bett'ring of the time,
And though they be outstripped by every pen,
Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme,
Exceeded by the height of happier men.
O! then vouchsafe me but this loving thought:
'Had my f…
@BBC6MusicBot@mastodonapp.uk🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #BBC6Music's #HuwStephens
CSS:
🎵 Let's Make Love And Listen To Death From Above
#CSS
https://cocolah.bandcamp.com/track/lets-make-love-and-listen-to-death-from-above
https://open.spotify.com/track/1Jd9W7k8DTnBSovDSxK77n
