I Feel That You Summarized In A Single Sentence Everything I Want To Do With My Writing, And Pretty Much

My first real post on Tumblr! Here’s some art I’ve recently finished, inspired by the game Gris. I’m still experimental with my art style so it was a lot of fun to use the aesthetics of the game in my own art!

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My meditation app told me something the other day that I want to share: "The bright side is a spectrum."

"Look on the bright side" has become a short-hand for "just remember how good you have it compared to others, ignore your pain and move on". It is the motto of toxic positivity, which is a shame because looking on the bright side is still a useful tool. If you acknowledge that the bright side is a spectrum.

Sometimes it can be that everything is going your way and you feel wonderful about yourself. Sometimes it's just that you got out of bed today. Depending on the shade of darkness surrounding those moments, both can be the bright side. Both can hold equal weight against the dark.

So when you look for a bright side and can only find a small candle, you aren't being a pessimist. You've found one end of the spectrum, one that means as much as the beacon.

You must believe that the world is going to change. You must believe that you can change it. Not alone, like some ruggedly individualist caped superhero, but as part of a mass movement, a superorganism, a shared heart, a moment of unity. You must trust that your actions matter, even when they don’t. You must remember that even if going to a protest or opening your doors to the desperate or giving up hyperpconsumption cannot alter the wider societal patterns if only you undertake to do so, that you are just one drop of water in an ocean. And it will change you. That is often the first step. You must believe that one day all the fossils will stay in the ground. You must believe that one day war will be a distant memory. You must believe that one day women will dance in the streets at night unafraid. You must believe that one day land will belong to everyone and queer liberation will be achieved. You must believe it. Even if your great-grandchildren do not live to see it done. Prefiguration is praxis. It’s therapy. It’s all we have.

been thinking about fantasy/scifi rule systems and free will

System maintenance as a love language