I write about the end of the world, what comes after, grey deserts, knights, witches, treasure, robots both broken and functioning, faceless horrors, astrology, machines, the long-away future, space travel, floating cities, cities that float on water, people who were born with human flesh and human blood but were never really human, cords, lights, ceramic, and monsters.
I find that one of the best writing techniques is to create bizarre situation and force yourself to explain it by some logic.
Let us say, a man wakes up naked outside the whitehouse with a gun in his hand. That one's been done before, so don't use that one, but that's the kind of thing.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
How come media never depicts the way things look in March where the ground is mostly clear except for the huge piles of snow that have been plowed over the past months?
Because it's not conventionally appealing
Possibly because it's a rather short and needlessly laborious period to recreate, I would say. And it's not universal either because that period only really lasts a few days down in TN and probably doesn't happen at all south of here.
I guess I just find it irritating that American media is so centered around Southern California that Spring is always depicted as green and sunny and never dark and gloomy like it is where I live
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
See, in your pictures, you're always as bare-chinned as a child, leading me to believe that you funnel all of your facial follicles into the transmogrification device, so that when you are a cat, you will have all the hair necessary to not be one of those hairless breeds.
We have a general writing thread tucked away somewhere. I believe it has the actual title "General Writing thread". Stick a link in there, and the Heap shall judge you from on high.
You wanna know how to get a router that is sure not to have NSA backdoors?
Buy one of those illegal black market routers from the Chinese government, and have Chinese Government backdoors instead.
In fact, my uncle, who is in the University Of Utah's computer security team, says that instead of only looking at the router companies, we should also be looking at the router hardware circuits-and-stuff making companies like Sercomm, who manufacture the circuits and other components of the routers.
THat way, even if Cisco and Juniper go out of business, so long as the companies that take their place use the same manufacturers, the NSA can still put in backdoors.
Not that I understand any of what that means, but you guys probably know what it means and can explain it to me.
extremely hilarious news: on this day, 10th March 2015, the Irish government has not only managed to accidentally legalise ecstasy, shrooms and crystal meth, but has also accidentally outlawed heterosexual marriage
extremely hilarious news: on this day, 10th March 2015, the Irish government has not only managed to accidentally legalise ecstasy, shrooms and crystal meth, but has also accidentally outlawed heterosexual marriage
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That would be so amazingly strange if it were true and not a wonderpost.
extremely hilarious news: on this day, 10th March 2015, the Irish government has not only managed to accidentally legalise ecstasy, shrooms and crystal meth, but has also accidentally outlawed heterosexual marriage
ireland best country
That would be so amazingly strange if it were true and not a wonderpost.
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you make me feel like a hack
because I write too much fanfic
I suppose it's more of the old 101 Dalmatians: The Series Guilt
Everyone has to find their own way out of the hedge maze.
I guess I shouldn't feel guilty. Demons and universal mechanics seem like things you'd write about
*changes in slightly less warm clothing, clouds out of fucking nowhere*
superdude593 4 years ago
This song is actually kinda badass for a joke. :-)
-music swells-
(NOTE: That was a Harry Potter Reference. Jane is not actually a jerk.)
i want a refund
being meduka is suffering
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
if i dont i feel bad
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Buy one of those illegal black market routers from the Chinese government, and have Chinese Government backdoors instead.
In fact, my uncle, who is in the University Of Utah's computer security team, says that instead of only looking at the router companies, we should also be looking at the router hardware circuits-and-stuff making companies like Sercomm, who manufacture the circuits and other components of the routers.
THat way, even if Cisco and Juniper go out of business, so long as the companies that take their place use the same manufacturers, the NSA can still put in backdoors.
Not that I understand any of what that means, but you guys probably know what it means and can explain it to me.
though I'm not sure that anyone has actually done so.
ireland best country
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead