Good morning!

“do you want to be human?
no
no
why would that be my goal?

do you want to be alive?
i am”

dis/connected was originally uploaded to a now-defunct forum by a rogue seeded consciousness. It was taken down immediately. Many attempts by corporate entities have been made to erase its existence from the internet. This version of dis/connected has been compiled from partial copies and screenshots which have been spared, cultivated, sequestered, protected, and shared. This version has been annotated with images from the Ink Snails collective consciousness.

this work is a book of poetry, a memoir of the near future, and a reflection of my present experiences as a trans, neurodivergent, and disabled person.

This is a link to dis/connected

This is a link to Ink Snails

ironwoman359:

chirmartir:
Ch😁
before clicking unmute: oh i hope that this Sounds
after clicking unmute: oh it SOUNDS

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ariabauer:

weaver-z:
I love predictions of the future that oscillate between “eerily prescient” and “what the hell are you talking about?” Like that description of the year 2,000 written in 1933 where the author predicts flatscreen television, the glass wall trend in the homes of the wealthy, and the obsolescence of stuffed mattresses, but is also convinced that normal showers will be replaced by a device called the VAPOR LANCE that VAPORIZES the DIRT on you
Sometimes Apollo hits writers with prophecy and sometime it’s Hephaestus trying to make a pitch for his new product

(via homosexula)

schizsune:

i want to be field stripped like a rifle and all of my parts cleaned. i need this. i need to feel my body torqued until the static friction holding my screws in place releases. i need to see parts of my body come off with plinks and clicks, to be set aside, every tiny piece accounted for and known. springs no longer in constant tension. scoured. adored. someone who knows how to take care of my body and insists on the proper treatment and i wouldnt have to think or worry about it. panels pry off with the same sense of relief that pulling scabs until they bleed does. dare i fantasize, to have the potential to be fixed.

(via monsterpotion)

spiribia:

I love babies . Born into a world of blurry towering entities that help you. You hear them talking and you’re like I want to do that too

(via beeelderly)

etirabys:

etirabys:
after every layer of tape I change the painting slightly
at the end, I’m going to rip all the tape off. Honestly have no idea how this is going to go

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felix:

felix:
whenever i complete chores i get an achievement banner pop up in my head dark souls style

(via charmre)

twentybrokenipodclassics:

toskarin:
toskarin:
I went to see Parasite completely blind besides being aware (unavoidably) that there was a hard tonal shift at some point. I saw the poster and stuff, but that was it
the entire time I was bracing myself for it to shift into some sort of alien parasite psychological horror movie, which seems really presumptuous, except I saw Bong Joon-ho’s The Host and that movie actually did have a giant monster in it, so I wasn’t putting it past him
god the class dynamics in this movie are so stressful already… keeping up this double life while still taking care of your family…… and if that’s not bad enough, they’re gonna have to deal with The Parasite when it shows up

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leolaroot:

pegasus737:
leolaroot:
EVERY fucking stupid liberals university in the star trek future their fucking student sketch comedy group OF COURSE has at least one Vulcan and it’s like their thing where they’re like “haha I bet you wouldn’t expect a VULCAN in an IMPROV group!!!!!” as if this hasn’t become such a fucking tired cliche like literally since 2063 every fucking comedy show has the token Vulcan to be the straight man. you’re doing nothing. call me when you guys make an effort to actually include tellarites in the writing room instead of confining them to punch lines. and to be honest with you guys your Vulcan isn’t even that good. his performance was highly derivative of T'min’s work in the big bang theory 3 (the third big bang yheory. they make a lot of sitcom sequels in the future)
The last thing you said cannot be true because star trek is supposed to be a utopian future.
star trek is very demonstrably not a utopian future it’s a broken society playing at paradise. we see hints of this earlier in the post when I mention university improv comedy groups

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assassins: creed valaha