Poogona

"WHAT'S NEXT, NEEDING A LICENSE TO MAKE TOAST IN YOUR OWN DAMN TOASTER??????"

Martial arts fiction discovered how to square the gender circle with its "strong yet supple" ideal prove me wrong

I can feel a new Big Project taking shape within me

Excited to get back to writing every day, life really feels more colorful when I'm doing some art

Keeping my Biology of Hagfishes textbook prominently displayed on the coffee table in order to say something about me that I do not understand but which others might

Reading "daddy long legs in its web" was setting off my "UM ACTUALLY" response but I have now learned that some people call cellar spiders daddy long legs

I have watched two of those spiders on separate webs reaching their legs very cautiously out to each other, getting freaked out and spinning around really fast, only to get disoriented and start the whole process over again

Wow never expected to see floex in here

(Precious Creature is my favorite from that album)

"we have a doomsday device? who would ever design such a thing?"

operation paperclip Nazi rolls in

Kubrick nailed it

you are going to have to come to my house and bring the fucking heat if you think you are gonna stop me from wearing these cargo shorts

I never thought I would grieve for my bearded dragon as much as I did, but I realized with time that it was because so much of my very identity had been formed around her being something strange and unique that I took care of. People asked me about her, they would want to see the lizard when they came over, I had to make trips to the speciality pet store that sold proper food for her, etc. When she wasn't around, so many parts of my daily life brought her back to my thoughts so often that it was like a raw spot that couldn't quite scab over.

One thing that worked for me was paradoxically diving into those feelings of longing, letting my imagination for just a moment convince itself that I really was feeling her little claws in my palm again, and weirdly it worked for me well enough to smooth over the grieving process, which is neurologically very similar to the process of learning and which takes real resources to do.

Apologies in advance for severe treatbrain

Steven Erickson''s Malazan series had a big bad introduced in the third book named the Crippled God who was the personification of this, a mind subjected to terrible pain with no rehabilitation in the aftermath of its trauma. This god quickly establishes himself as the biggest player in the game, with torturous power that contorts people's bodies, and so pain is presented as something fundamental, something antithetical to meaning that is more powerful to living creatures than the spheres of any other God.

To counteract the treatbrain I'll also bring up the fact that solitary animals do not tend to cry out in pain like social animals do. They do experience pain, even though some people will try to classify it as something lesser with words like "nocicpetion," but the important distinction is that they aren't usually sent into fits of screaming and paralysis like social animals. This tells me that, for social animals, pain is something that MUST be answered, even to the point of wanting revenge when the pain is gone. The CEO (I spit on him let's be clear) would be alive today if Luigi's pain had been addressed properly. But if this CEO had pushed such a policy, my guess is that he wouldn't have been made CEO in the first place.

Lotta talk about maladaptive daydreaming but nobody is out there promoting adaptive daydreaming

Sometimes you gotta leave the captain's cabin and see the ridiculous plays they are putting on belowdecks

I had to look up what you meant by "negative scripting" and while I get why daydreaming could veer into it, some part of me still thinks it's a good thing to at least engage with it. As I mentioned before, daydreaming helps me notice cognitive patterns of mine since I become a sort of spectator of my own subconscious. Noticing it is the first step towards addressing something I feel to be a problem.

Of course, this is the kind of thing one does when they feel ready for it, I'm not gonna demand that a miserable person go into a sensory deprivation tank and ruminate about their unhappiness.