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composer, maw of Moloch escapee, amateur linguist, devotee of Worldwide Deadly Communist Gangster Computer god; not necessarily in that order

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angie@angie· 20d

pop art-style illustration of a man driving a car with a woman in the passenger seat. the woman asks, "Why are you so far left politically?" the man replies, "I'm just a normal anti-SJW from 2013."

angie@angie· 21d

every time i fly i think about how it has been less than 250 years since the first time a human being ever saw anything like this

angie@angie· Jul 10

vegan moussaka

angie@angie· Jul 5

250

The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave
their stations;
The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up:
The bones of death, the cov'ring clay, the sinews shrunk & dry'd.
Reviving shake, inspiring move breathing! awakening!
Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst:
Let the slave grinding at the mill, run out into the field:
Let him look up into the heavens & laugh in the bright air:
Let the inchained soul shut up in darkness and in sighing,
Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years:
Rise and look out, his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are open.
And let his wife and children return from the opressors scourge.
They look behind at every step & believe it is a dream.
Singing. The Sun has left his blackness, & has found a fresher morning
And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear & cloudless night;
For Empire is no more, and now the Lion & Wolf shall cease.

The terror answerd: I am Orc, wreath'd round the accursed tree:
The times are ended: shadows pass the morning gins to break:
The fiery joy, that Urizen perverted to ten commands,
What night he led the starry hosts thro' the wide wilderness:
That stony law I stamp to dust: and scatter religion abroad
To the four winds as a torn book, & none shall gather the leaves
But they shall rot on desart sands, & consume in bottomless deeps.
To make the desarts blossom, & the deeps shrink to their fountains.
And to renew the fiery joy, and burst the stony roof.
That pale religious letchery, seeking Virginity,
May find it in a harlot, and in coarse-clad honesty
The undefil'd tho' ravish'd in her cradle night and morn:
For every thing that lives is holy, life delights in life:
Because the soul of sweet delight can never be defil'd.
Fires inwrap the earthly globe, yet man is not consumd:
Amidst the lustful fires he walks: his feet become like brass,
His knees and thighs like silver, & his breast and head like gold

angie@angie· Jun 30

interesting bambamramfan.github.io/ai-compass/

results from an online test captioned "Your AI Compass", with the note "29 of 29 questions answered":

You are...
The Kontextmaschine
patron saint: kontextmaschine
It's real, it's powerful, and you find the panic about it as tedious as the hype. You're not interested in whether AI is good or bad — you're interested in who captures the value, who loses their leverage, and which institutions are using it as a story to do what they were already doing. Same as it ever was.
Impact: +5.2 • Valence: -0.2

angie@angie· Jun 29

it's crazy how Ryan Armand showed up out of nowhere, created one of the greatest works of sequential art in history, and then completely disappeared

A watercolor comic page titled "minus." in soft blues and greens.

Row 1: minus and a green-haired girl are sitting together on a grassy hill under a starry night sky. The girl points upward and says, "The stars are so beautiful. I wish I could reach up and grab one from the sky." minus reaches her hand high into the air and plucks something from the sky.

Row 2: minus looks down at her hand, which now holds a glowing star. In the next panel, she releases it between them, and it suddenly bursts into a blinding, immense light. The intense, explosive light instantly obliterates the other girl, reducing her to a crumbling, ashy silhouette.

Row 3: A single, wide, wavy panel illustrates time frantically rewinding. The girl's ashy outline pulls back together to reform her body, minus' actions play in reverse, and the girl's original dialogue appears with backward text as reality completely resets.

Row 4: The timeline returns to the exact starting moment. The girl points to the sky again, repeating, word-for-word, "The stars are so beautiful. I wish I could reach up and grab one from the sky." This time, having seemingly retained the memory of the disastrous outcome, minus keeps her hands resting on her knees and simply replies, "yeah." The final panel shows them sitting safely and peacefully under the vast, starry sky.

angie@angie· Jun 21

back home from camp but still vibing

a girl with dyed-blonde hair and glasses, smiling, wearing a tank top that says "CLAUDE SQUAD" with a caricature of the AI model Claude with two big buff arms

angie@angie· Jun 16

Danganronpa character: [dying in the most painful and humiliating way possible] the music:

angie@angie· Jun 16

remember when Perry Bible Fellowship posted this and everyone got insanely mad at it lol

a Perry Bible Fellowship comic

caption: Deeply-Held Beliefs
first: orange
second: yellow
third: pink-and-white stripes

panel one: three people standing. number one is a bystander, while number two and number three face each other. number one's head is a pie chart that's 40% orange and 60% yellow, number two's head is a pie chart that's 60% orange and 40% yellow, number three's head is a pie chart that's 40% orange, 50% yellow, and 10% stripes. number two says to number three, "stripes? you're a terrible person..."

panel two: number two keeps berating number three. number three has gone from 40% orange, 50% yellow, and 10% stripes to 40% orange, 40% yellow, and 20% stripes

panel three: number two is still berating number three. number three has gone from 40% orange, 40% yellow, and 20% stripes to 10% orange, 10% yellow, and 80% stripes. additionally, number one, the bystander, has now gone from 40% orange and 60% yellow to 40% orange, 50% yellow, and 10% stripes

angie@angie· Jun 16

"lamb" chops w/ za3tar & tahini–soygurt tzatziki, fried aubergine salad in dibs ar-rumman, saffron rice, Provençal rosé

angie@angie· Jun 15

they got Angine de Poitrine at Target now

a vinyl copy of Vol. 1 by Angine de Poitrine on a shelf at Target, next to a bunch of pop records

angie@angie· Jun 12

Hello. I missed the last day I'm supposed to have done one of these, but I think I can more than make up for it today.

A girl with short blonde hair, wearing a black headband, a black scarf, a white T-shirt with a pink, skull-like Squiddle on it, and a long orange-and-magenta-striped skirt, doing a funky pose.

angie@angie· Jun 6

"a lot of the stuff in the social sciences about systems and structures seems a bit ill-founded to me."
"well, think of it this way: a traffic jam is an emergent behaviour of many individual cars, but the jam is still real, and even dictates how individual cars may act."
"you know, that seems reasonable. i'll think mo—"
"further, every individual traffic jam just perpetuates a larger system of gridlock that pervades our roads."
"um, all right, but not all roads have traffic ja—"
"unjammed traffic on a particular road is not evidence against the existence of systemic gridlock!"
"but if i get stuck in a jam on the way home later, that's evidence *for* it?"
"precisely!"
"ok you've lost me again"

angie@angie· Jun 6

ah yes, my favourite election

screenshot of a Justia Dockets & Filings case entry in the Southern District of Texas titled "McClam v. O' Bomma et al"

angie@angie· May 30

"filet" au poivre with roasted fingerling potatoes, steamed asparagus, and Casa Mariol vermouth. 100% vegan

angie@angie· May 29

not joking. from Craze: Gin and Debauchery in an Age of Reason, by Jessica Warner, pp. 130–131:

Having succeeded in avoiding any civil unrest in the first few weeks of the act, Walpole wanted nothing more than to let it lapse. The fact that virtually no one in the capital actually complied with the act doubtless amused him to no end: Jekyll now looked like an old fool and the Crown continued to profit from wholesale sales of distilled spirits, which suffered only a temporary setback in the act’s early years. Its most important clause, requiring publicans to purchase a license to sell distilled spirits, was almost universally ignored. As already noted, the new licensing fee amounted to a virtual prohibition on retail sales, and naturally only the largest and most respectable public houses could possibly afford it. Two of these, Amos Wenman’s Punch House on London Bridge and the London Punch House of Ludgate Hill, immediately took out licenses, but only because eight excisemen had been posted at each establishment “to prevent their acting contrary to the Tenour” of the new act. Indeed, only twenty licenses, each good for only one year, were ever purchased over the lifetime of the act, meaning that the vast majority of the nation’s publicans were breaking the law every time they sold distilled spirits.

And break it they did. Some publicans made little or no attempt to conceal the fact that they were still selling gin, while others either sold substitutes or simply continued to sell gin under new and often defiant names. Less than one week after the act had taken effect it was reported that “tho’ the Common People are deprived of Gin, there are various Drams invented and sold at the Gin Shops, in lieu thereof...” These included a variety of hasty wines concocted from berries and other fruits, in addition to spirits sold under such fanciful names as “sangree,” “tow-row,” “cuckold’s comfort,” “Parliament gin,” “Bob,” “makeshift,” “the last shift,” “the ladies’ delight,” “the baulk,” and “King Theodore of Corsica.”

angie@angie· May 19

We Congregate and Remember What We Do Not Remember, acrylic and blood on canvas, 2023 (final and prefinal, in two different lights)

a painting of a somewhat ghostly girl standing by the road, in front of train tracks lined by power lines and trees and fallen leaves in autumn. the road stretches into the distance; the sky is foggy

angie@angie· May 16

new thought-terminating cliché i developed: "everyone else is 15 now". you're fifteen, it's natural to think that everything is fake and a bubble. "why bother thinking about tax policy, corporations will just do whatever they want" that's right 15-y/o pal. yes of course you think everyone other than you is a twelve-year-old, you're fifteen

angie@angie· May 15

i would officially like to announce my candidacy for World President, i intend to govern for a single 24-year term. i have only one policy, which is detailed in the attached image

immediately: globally mandate an 8-hour workday and 5-day workweek, raise the global minimum wage to $7.25 in PPP dollars
in three years: mandate three days off per week, raise the minimum wage from $7.25 to $9.07
in six years: mandate a seven-hour workday, raise the minimum wage from $9.07 to $10.36
in nine years: mandate a six-hour workday, raise the minimum wage from $10.36 to $12.09
in twelve years: mandate four days off per week, raise the minimum wage from $12.09 to $16.12
in fifteen years: mandate a five-hour workday, raise the minimum wage from $16.12 to $19.34
in eighteen years: mandate a four-hour workday, raise the minimum wage from $19.34 to $24.17
in twenty-one years: mandate five days off per week, raise the minimum wage from $24.17 to $36.25
in twenty-four years: mandate six days off per week, raise the minimum wage from $36.25 to $72.50

angie@angie· May 7

REAL MUSIC IS OBJECTIVE AND MATHEMATICAL
Acharya Pingala, Plato, Pythagoras and Xunzi KNEW that true music is a reflection of cosmic mathematical form. They studied the properties of sound and knew that TRUE MUSIC can orient the psyche toward understanding of the origin.
[clip art of colourful music notes in random positions, captioned "This is a LIE"]

YOU ARE BEING CUT OFF FROM THE WORLD OF FORMS BY SLOP

REAL MUSIC:
Comradely Objects, by Horse Lords
Eonta, by Iannis Xenakis
Giant Steps, by John Coltrane
The Well-Tempered Clavier, by J. S. Bach
Arrhythmia, by Antipop Consortium
The Ascension, by Glenn Branca
ALL of these musicians seriously contemplate the MATHEMATICAL FORMS that underlie reality and attempt to capture high-resolution representations of them in sonic form

NOT MUSIC:
Loveless, by My Bloody Valentine (It's just random noise without regard to the relations between sounds layered with sloppy emotionalism)
Tristan und Isolde, by Richard Wagner (A bunch of contentless orchestration that goes nowhere for as long as possible)
The Marshall Mathers LP, by Eminem (He tricks you into thinking that he's doing something interesting but all that's going on is he's talking fast)
Metropolis Pt. 2: Scenes from a Memory, by Dream Theater (Nothing but technical wank with no sense of deep structure, a parody of true mathematical music)
Helicopter String Quartet, by Karlheinz Stockhausen (Pure egomaniacal subjectivism, the symptom of a soul that has cut itself off completely from absolute reality)
At Folsom Prison, by Johnny Cash (Entertaining and sometimes pleasant combinations of sounds but just a vehicle for words, the same could be said for almost any folk "music" outside of Mali and Bulgaria)

angie@angie· May 3

## *Puella Magi Madoka Magica*
- Madoka Kaname attains knowledge of the world of magical girls by, first, negation of "ordinary" reality (natural consciousness), then negation of the illusory happiness of magical girls
- The magical girl is a force of *negation*. Firstly "hope", negation of entropy; then negation of the negation, return of entropy in the form of "despair"; then negation of despair by a new magical girl
- The life cycle of magical girls is a *bad infinity*: negation of negation of negation without *determinacy*; no determinate negation (no *Aufhebung*) means no progression. (*Fort! Da! Fort! Da! Fort! Da!*)
- However, the cycle produces progressive effects on the surrounding world. Just as the economic "system of needs" in the economic sphere is a "spectacle of extravagance and misery" which nevertheless produces a *Bildung*, an education of consciousness toward universality, the cyclical negation of entropy by magical girls produces advances in human technology and society
- *The essential contradiction:* "The current standard of living you enjoy was made possible by all those tears shed in the past." An abstract negation of the magical girl system would destroy all human happiness. Yet it is an engine of unimaginable suffering

angie@angie· May 3

some notes on how Puella Magi Madoka Magica is actually about Hegel or something (i have no idea what i'm talking about) (dw not actually graphic, just a lot of spoilers LOL)

angie@angie· May 3

earlier i had a dream that had an '80s British sci-fi movie where there was an evil techno-wizard who primarily communicated by summoning a hologram of Kate Bush and having her sing a propos lyrics from her songs. this is my best attempt to recreate it

an evil techno-wizard, here played by Peter Vaughan, in his techno-wizard outfit (actually the space suit from the Solaris remake i think), with a hologram of Kate Bush in front of him

angie@angie· May 2

just moments ago this soft little imbecile flung my glasses off my face with his tail

angie@angie· Apr 21

found a Hirohiko Araki illustration of Jacques Lacan for the cover of a Japanese paperback about his theories (Ikinobiru Tame no Rakan, by Tamaki Saitō)

the cover of the book Ikinobiru Tame no Rakan, or Lacan for Surviving, by Tamaki Saitō, featuring red and black Japanese text and an ink illustration of Jacques Lacan, mostly in black and white but with a red shirt and a green, yellow, and blue patterned tie

angie@angie· Apr 19

finding out truly wonderful things about chaga mushrooms

Wikipedia article on Inonotus obliquus, section "Common names":

The name chaga comes from the Russian name of the fungus, ча́га, čága, which in turn is borrowed from the word for "mushroom" in Komi, тшак, tšak, the language of the indigenous peoples in the Kama River Basin, west of the Ural Mountains. It is also known as the clinker polypore, cinder conk, black mass and birch canker polypore. In England and officially in Canada, it is known as the sterile conk trunk rot of birch.

angie@angie· Apr 13

luckily this one isn't even Photoshop, it's a sculpture by artist Patricia Piccinini, whose work afaict is largely abt using imagery traditionally associated w/ the grotesque and uncanny to challenge notions of who or what is deserving of affection and interest. here's another of hers:

angie@angie· Apr 13

best thing about this presidency by far is that if you want to find out what the President is saying about anything you have to go to his own personal Twitter knockoff where all the ads look like this like it's still 2005

the sculpture "The Young Family" by Patricia Piccinini, depicting a creature that looks like a hairless human–dog hybrid nursing her young, with the caption "The Most Unusual Creatures Created by Scientists"

angie@angie· Apr 11

hello. i am very sick

me, angie (a girl with short brown hair in a bob and light olive skin), wearing round glasses, black lipstick, black eyeliner, and a bathrobe, striking a pose

me, angie (a girl with short brown hair in a bob and light olive skin), wearing round glasses, black lipstick, black eyeliner, and a bathrobe, looking at you

me, angie (a girl with short brown hair in a bob and light olive skin), wearing round glasses, black lipstick, black eyeliner, and a bathrobe, throwing my head back and opening my lips

me, angie (a girl with short brown hair in a bob and light olive skin), wearing round glasses, black lipstick, black eyeliner, and a bathrobe, grinning through the agony

angie@angie· Apr 6

found a dogshit low-budget kids' Easter movie that i'm p sure reuses the Big Buck Bunny model w/o attribution