Latest Posts by gravitys-heart - Page 3

bro needs to be p + 1 where there exists no n s.t. n divides p, n ≠ 1, n < p, n member of Z

Can i say something problematique for terminally online millenials and people born after that point: I think the seeming lack of ability or willingness to call one another and chat on the phone with friends unprompted or out of the blue contributes to whatever hellish loneliness everyone is talking about feeling these days. Say what you want about boomers and old people but those guys mostly knew how to keep in touch with each other. Idk man call a bitch today

By swordspeed

really beautiful minimalist work

I believe everything should be offline, I believe that every time something that is not your internet browser (and I'm being generous here) should have a big red alert that says THIS PIECE OF SHIT PROGRAM NEEDS TO CONNECT TO THE INTERNET AND REQUESTS YOUR CONSENT TO DO THIS SPECIFIC THING, and you had to touch a big red button and it would disconnect as soon as you close it.

do you think if we ever invent fully sapient AI, they’ll be sad about all the kinks they don’t get to participate in by not having human bodies

DEADWEIGHT

a story of traumas, sacrifices and cruel customs a bit farther away from the velefaqtan quarry. will post pages every day until i run out. full pdfs are on boosty. old project i never posted before for reasons

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idiot bastard cultists unlimited...

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this is proof against intelligent design 👍

bodies should have crash logs. why the fuck did that just happen.

popular culture used to be very much about eroticism. rockstars used to be on stage in sequins and thongs and thigh high boots playing guitars like they were masturbating. girls used to wear velvet mini dresses and no bras and red-brick-brown lipstick and mascara on their bottom lashes. people used to have body hair on television and in the movies. people used to be sweaty. people used to touch each other over denim and under cotton. foreplay used to be staring at someone over the rim of a glass across a bar across a park across a dinner table. people used to want. i think we’ve lost something

Doing some yuri science

In ~these times~ it is important for queer people to be reminded of what "coming out" originally meant. "Coming out" did not mean telling all of your co-workers something super stigmatized and vulnerable about you, wearing your queer status on your sleeve in public, informing the police or government institutions about your sexuality, or even telling your parents. "Coming out" meant venturing out into the queer community; being among other queers as a queer yourself.

Coming out isn't about telling the entire world when doing so is not safe for you, it's not about arming your enemies with information they could use against you. No, coming out is about making a fulfilling queer life possible for yourself through participation in the queer community. It is about escaping the restrictions and dangers of the cisgender heterosexual world by rooting oneself more deeply into the queer one.

And you can always do that. No matter how oppressed we are. No matter how much the culture shifts and policies are enacted to terrorize us. We are always able to be ourselves when we are amongst each other. And living our queerness has always been a collective social project, not just a matter of personal exposure.

the Ice War on Europa...

listen if you actually reckon with the fact that porn is art it all becomes so much better because you've opened yourself up to meaning being communicated by the human body, a concept so basic that is somehow lost on so many people, and you'll notice the effort even the nichest sex workers put into what they make and do online or off. even, no Especially when the purpose of the work is only to tittilate there's so much to dig into artistically there that we haven't been allowed to for a very long time

petrified trees and mould somewhere under the old cistern

looks like god didn't make it

Gerhard Lutz

regret to inform that i am suited to a lover who seeks beauty over good, as i am soft and not tough, brought up not in the full light of the sun but in a dappled shade, unversed in manly exertions and harsh, sweated labour but fully versed in a soft and effeminate way of life, decking myself out in borrowed colours and ornaments for lack of my own, and have resorted to all the other practices that go along with these. in war my body gives heart to the enemy and ill even cry really pretty if you make me take the whole thing.

i was laying in bed and got mad that i needed to sleep instead of drawing so i got out of bed anyway to draw a gigi lmao

fuck 4chan

fuck twitter

fuck reddit

fuck tumblr

and fuck you

nyaa

killing god is so 16 yr old girl

silent hill. doodles #60

Thinking more about Mech dysphoria today.

Stepping out of your cockpit and stumbling because you don't have the right number of legs.

Blinking your eyes out of sync because you don't have the right number anymore, don't have access to on board cameras the way you're supposed to.

Struggling to grab and pick things up because you have the wrong number of fingers.

Failing to recognize your face in the mirror without layers of armor plating over it.

Feeling like a brain pulled from its body and forced to function independently.

SO CUTES 😭💞

My dad works on a huge property for a man with a rescued baby deer who just lost his spots & really likes scratches.

the rapid disintegration of rainbow capitalism pretty much encapsulates the problem with rainbow capitalism in the first place: it is and always was performative fair-weather allyship that evaporated in the face of any real political pressure