“To suspect your own mortality is to know the beginning of terror; to learn irrefutably that you are mortal is to know the end of terror.”
–an “old Bene Gesserit saying” (Frank Herbert).
Yes, I’m mixing and matching mythologies.
Also, finally, something “non-senti”. Better?
Wrote a poem in about 20 minutes on, well, unicorns. I’m too scared to put it up here. It’s on my deviant art page.
(Not my pic: from modcult.org)
I’m not not putting it up here because people will think I’m a bad poet- I don’t write poetry anyway, except for yesterday’s sudden impulse, so I don’t have much ego associated with it. I’m uploading it at all only because of some possibly ridiculous commitment to intellectual honesty. It’s about KILLING unicorns. In some amount of graphic detail. I’m too scared to put it up because I’m scared of what I wrote.
Yes, inspired by Questionable Content/Deathmole. The comic, that is…I haven’t heard the songs.
I know, I know, awfully late, I don’t know why, I’ve been pretty much jobless the whole month, didn’t even go anywhere. 😦
“With the rise of chiefdoms around 7500 years ago, people had to learn, for the first time in history, how to encounter strangers regularly without attempting to kill them.”
–Jared Diamond in “Guns,Germs and Steel”
Note: The same discussion continues for a few pages and yields another little gem:
“Besides justifiying the transfer of wealth to kleptocrats, institutionalized religion brings two other important benefits to centralized societies.”
(As you may have guessed, one is that you don’t kill random people and the other is that you don’t mind dying in battle “for God”, or country)
PS: Listening to Billy Liar by The Decemberists on repeat, as I’ve been doing for the last couple of days or so. Hell, the whole album, really. Does somebody have The Crane Wife?
Well, not for another…90 years or so, I’m pretty sure life expectancy will be around that by the time I’m ready to die. But for when I do…
Ashes to Portraits.
The name says it all,really. Not much else to say.
Also, why am I listening to Fountains of wayne cover “Baby one more time”????
I think this was picked up on xkcd a little while back, but I thought I might rehash it anyway. For me, the more immediate danger is “cup by surfing”.
Sorry about not keeping the promise about the fantasy post, I promise I’ll put it up soon, no matter how many little girls go “ewww!”. Anything really original may have to wait till after the exams,though.
In Web World of 24/7 Stress, Writers Blog Till They Drop – New York Times
A growing work force of home-office laborers and entrepreneurs, armed
with computers and smartphones and wired to the hilt, are toiling under
great physical and emotional stress created by the around-the-clock
Internet economy that demands a constant stream of news and comment………..
………..Other bloggers complain of weight loss or gain, sleep disorders, exhaustion and other maladies born of the nonstop strain of producing for a news and information cycle that is as always-on as the Internet.
To be sure, there is no official diagnosis of death by blogging, and the premature demise of two people obviously does not qualify as an epidemic. There is also no certainty that the stress of the work contributed to their deaths. But friends and family of the deceased, and fellow information workers, say those deaths have them thinking about the dangers of their work style.
The pressure even gets to those who work for themselves — and are being well-compensated for it.
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