Bitchnuggetsam - Petty Queen

Did anyone notice how quickly the internet turned into a Lovecraftian horror scenario?

Like we’ve got this dimension right next to ours, that extends across the entire planet, and it is just brimming with nightmares. We have spambots, viruses, ransomware, this endless legion of malevolent entities that are blindly probing us for weaknesses, seeking only to corrupt, to thieve, to destroy.

Add onto that the corrupted ones themselves, humans who’ve abandoned morality and given up faces to hunt other people, jeering them, lashing out, seeing how easy it is to kill something you can’t touch or see or smell. They’ll corrupt anything they think could be a vessel for their message and they’ll jabber madly at any who question them. Their chittering haunts every corner of the internet. They are not unlike the spambots in some ways.

Add on top of that the arcane magisters, who are forever working at the cracks between our world and the world we made. Some of them do it for fun, some of them do it for wealth, others do it for the power of nations unwise enough to trust them. There are mages who work to defend against this particular evil, but they are mad prophets, and their advice is almost never heeded, even by those who keep them as protection.

All people know several spells to use the internet. Facebook asks you for the magic words to log in, so does your email, so does your twitter and on and on. The spells are words or a gesture with the hand, some use the colour of your eyes, or the shape of your finger. Our chief of security joked about requiring users to give a drop of blood before they could log in. Many do not understand the humour of mages.

The cracks between the two are breaking. IP cameras filled our world with eyes and the magisters learned how to open almost all of them. We all carry magic slabs of glass that if you hold it up to your ear can sing to you with a loved one’s voice, but if you look at it with your eyes, can show you a corrupted human with bleeding orange skin scream the profane with a thousand voices. The other day I saw someone hack a moving vehicle. At one point they made it stop. At another they made it so it couldn’t stop. Some of our best and brightest are going to create an army of four winged bats hovering throughout every city and we are going to connect them directly to the dimension where the nightmares live.

I’m not saying it’s all bad, but I am saying Cthulhu lies deathless dreaming in this web we built him and he is waking up.

Miss. Universe sure was crazy last night, right? This is exactly what you think it is…

Honestly, the Babadook officially being recognized as a gay icon is the greatest thing to happen so far in 2017.

A lovely couple I saw in a cafe.

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poe dameron: wow the stars are beautiful

finn: yeah they are

poe: do you know who else is beautiful?

finn: *blushes* who?

rey walking behind them: bb-8

finn & poe: that's true

If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

Jefferson/Madison/Burr: Hamilton we know you stole money from the government

Hamilton: HAH! YOU GOT IT WRONG! I was cheating on my wife! Who looks bad now?

Jefferson/Madison/Burr:...still...you...

F. Scott Fitzgerald + Favorite Literature quotes.

counting sheep

For some reason I always have a better time getting things done when I’m not at my house. I’m finishing up my summer reading of The Tipping Point by Malcom Gladwell (I freaking love this book) in Dunkin’ Donuts and it’s so nice in here.