Take my wench… Please!
I get no fealty. No fealty at all.
Those That Tremble as if They Were Mad
Step three: vibe.
Contrariwise is Human and can make mistakes. Please double-check responses.
POSSUM: Post Own Site, Syndicate Using MUD
I Shouldn’t Start a MUD
Full disclosure for those who know me well. I’ll sometimes start with a provocative statement and all the reasons I know I shouldn’t do something only to arrive at: “but YOLO here we go anyway!”
This time, I think, that’s not the destination. This isn’t me secretly explaining why I’m going to start a MUD in the Year of our Holy Gashapon, 2026. Probably. Maybe. Almost certainly.
But First, I Digress
I like people. Here we must start before all else, because otherwise it might start to sound like I’m a misanthrope. I really truly do like people. I like chatting with my friends. I enjoy whiling away the hours in pleasant company.
My body is a temple to a dark and ancient god.
Older than thought, its wisdom carved in my genes by a thousand and a thousand ancestors. It predates me, it will postdate me. It demands worship through cravings, through exhaustion, through pain.
To sate its dark hungers I must move, I must rest. I must feed, I must fast. It craves the stillness of clear water and green things from the earth.
Ash: “Put that away.”
Me: “What?”
Ash: “Your whimsy.”
One sentence on each place in Europe that I’ve been, in order of preference.
🇳🇴 Oslo, Norway
Perfection.
🇳🇴 Kristiansand, Norway
Feels like walking through a storybook about mice that run a bookstore.
🇩🇪 Berlin, Germany
I will spend the rest of my life angry that nowhere in the US has public transit this good.
🇱🇹 Klaipeda, Lithuania
Purchased a book of soviet propaganda art from a woman who spoke almost no English, 10/10, no notes.
“What is soup, but a potion for the soul?”
— Ash