I Will Say I Am So Fucking Glad We Get To Finally See Some Of Shiv's Rage This Season. It's Been Blubbering

To the universe, I really need your help with this one fam

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

“If it got me to you it was worth it.”

the way Katya’s lipstick stained Sofia’s lips like when Sofia’s wine stained Katya’s dress and how later they are both stained in blood screaming crying throwing up

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

Haven’t finished severance yet, but one of the themes of the show that I’m really appreciating is the idea that humans will find and create the meaning they need from the media around them, even if it is incredibly limited.

For those who haven’t seen the show, the central premise involves people for whom their entire lives, their memories and consciousness, is limited to just being at work in an extremely isolated office with no access to the outside world at all.

The only book available that they’ve ever known is the employee handbook, the only art they’ve ever seen is the art that hangs on the walls of the office. And of course, these pieces of media are incredibly heavy handed workplace propaganda. As viewers with outside context, we can understand its disturbing messaging. But the characters, having known only this book, have made a sort of religion out of it. It becomes a sort of scripture that they quote when trying to make decisions or are trying to explain complex ideas (even ideas that are against the workplace itself!)

And then another book shows up. It’s a ridiculous memoir full of very eye-roll inducing truisms by a very entitled and self absorbed author. But to those in this workplace, it is the only competing source of information they’ve ever had. It is something from the outside world that has shown up, unapproved by the company. They read it in secret, it is heretical and challenging. Basic truisms without much meaning take on enormous rebellious meaning to the people there. Basic ideas about valuing yourself and your friends, about working together for common goals, about deserving to breathe fresh air, become highly radical passages that they begin quoting to each other in secret.

It makes me think about how we all have different access and different life histories that influence what media and messages we’re taking in. And sometimes you’ll meet people, people who seem to have good values, who express a real fondness for what feels like objectively bad media. Or you can think back to some of the super problematic media you absorbed as a child before you knew anything about the world. And you have to sit there and think through, despite the reality of what this text is, taken with all of the context you know, you have to think about what lessons that individual took from it, what passages they projected their own values and human need for meaning onto.

There’s a poem called “Confessions of an Uneducated Queer” by Lauren Zuniga that involves similar themes– piecing together meaning and knowledge about ones self and one’s community from whatever scraps you can find, from random comments friends make, from tumblr, from books your friends leave at your apartment when they go to college. There’s a line, “This is for the first time I heard the term heteronormative and felt like I was handed a corkscrew after years of opening the bottle with my teeth.”

So many people have a strong sense of important ideas relevant to their lives, and go long periods without words to communicate them. I’m thinking about the profound, almost spiritual, relief of finding language to speak about these ideas, to communicate ones own experiences to people around you, even if you find that language in less than perfect places.

i want to live in the peaceful feeling you get underwater where everything sounds softer and the lights are all tinged blue and the world feels silky and light and surreal.....

i absolutely love that tumblr’s new obsession with goncharov came just in time for the end of dracula daily. now maybe in a year or two we’ll start seeing emails from our good friend koshalev mikailovich who was the journalist narrator of the original novel and tragically played such a minimal role in the film.

thinking about "everyone hit me I was annoying" and how all the violence we've seen between the siblings involves Roman. likely because they saw their own father "beat him with a slipper until he cried" just for ordering lobster (though I think the real reason Logan targeted Roman with so much violence is obvious at this point), thinking about how they claim he liked the violence too because it became so normal for them that it was mythified into a joke, into something so unremarkable they claim not to remember. Roman's pain is a joke at most, something for Kendall to use against Logan when Kendall chooses to acknowledge it all. so, he tries to beat them to the punchline, beat them to the insult, to the abuse with loud vigour, but sits quietly in fear when there's no garuntee someone won't hurt him and deny it if it goes wrong. Roman isn't going back to Logan because he has some hope Logan is changed. He's going back to Logan because Kendall and Shiv assumed he would. Not only did they not trust him, but they threw his greatest pain and shame in Logan's face, not out of a sense of justice, but just to spite Logan. He's going back to Logan because he knows to expect that kind of unpredictable cruelty from him and so it hurts less than staying with Shiv and Kendall and getting it from them. He's not going back to Logan looking for denied love, he's gone back because he's given up on believing anyone in his family can give it and better the devil you know.

Ah, tumblr. Where someone follows you who has a normal name and you know they must be a porn bot, then someone else follows you called "cannibalmurdercock" and you think, awww, a friend!

Defending the Akhet Eye

II Peret 17 - 18 [2025]

"Procession of the seven executioners in order to find the Akhet Eye." - The Ancient Egyptian Daybook

The Akhet Eye is a representation of Ra at the horizon - Akhet both references the horizon and the season of Inundation. The seven executioners referenced appear to be the Seven Servants of Sekhmet, sent out into the land to locate the Eye and provide it protection as Ra is reborn unto a new day.

"Procession of the seven executioners in Letopolis. Their fingers are searching for the Akhet Eye in the towns of Iyet and Letopolis." - The Ancient Egyptian Daybook

The start of something new, even if it's something that has or haf happened frequently or often, is fraught with fragility. A single word, a single action, a single moment of "not now" could cause the destruction of it.

The Executioners are there to keep the Eye safe and protected until it can stand on its own two feet, so to speak. Isfet may be all around us and perhaps even surrounding the Eye itself, but the Executioners will keep isfet at bay until the new day, the new season, the new month, the new life can move forward.

Just because we can't be together, doesn't mean I won't love you.