18+ Thoughtpad from a gay couch-sona, uncommercial model for a magical upholstery. Published illustrator. Hobbyist media theorist. Along with WIP sketches and updates. Opinions my own.
It was normal within his barracks. His old collection though, shows a hint of another wise different mind. It's locked within a journal within the secret compartment of his sleeping bay.
"Being crazy, behind the curve of socially trendy theories. It's perhaps because of this you're an golem interloper."
"The previous likes of a castle with plenty of people murmuring poison behind my back, a vision of mistrust. Conspiracy was neolgised to hinder and sow division between the three kinds. All that dissenter artifice, to help the opulent."
Theo checks everything within Ky's quarters, that bookshelf, that sleeping pod. Everything to be check as his servants have been watching there ways. Yet, he suspect him playing a cat and mouse.
Inspecting the way around there's the private journal, a private journal! Why can't he get into it?
Not that he minds, it's none of his business. He's stuck together for better or worse. Looking through the amount of clutter, he takes these 2 minutes to inept the rest before becomes back.
"He's coming back going his watch" That was his prompt.
He looks, he breaths deeply and puts everything back, trying to leave without a sound.
Within the whole centre works, a deal that he can't take it within his prayer room. He had an early thought of making a deal.
"What a delight! I was out of this mess, punch the nun and get out of it ditch it, no stay close to the holy code and god and the rapture of our beliefs. What a way to get there first. No, follow and make your own religion to a whole that allows you to dance naked to others and have your own way! What a way to worship the lord is through the act of love-making. To the act of sexual profundity with the man, to th- the w****s that shan't infect me any further. " His quiet ramblings resting on the mirror. Holy lights that move beyond his lither form as he moves and tries to rest such a fever.
A rest on the bed with a frail expression, mutterings under his breath.
"The other dealings that are made, this bordem and pent-up sensation of such a deathly marriage, It's s****** it's you though, and is all blasphemy!"
"Do it!"
"Never will a do it a thousand choirs and hold me to that."
Going through the marketiniese there are words and definition as people aim for more mind share, memetical they occur and uttered, and brought together.
Prosumer
Forgive me, I may have uttered that word within the bsky discourse.
Treating others as products is easy as a spammer through the incessant hustle and the necessity, Milton Friedmannian in serving the shareholders and investors with no social responsibility. Hustle vendors and hacks.
It's what the gambling industry is built on. Social media run on advertising is run by this consumerism design for herd organisation of status roles and what why want to be perceived as.
On the face, fulfilling and working with physical needs sounds simple, yet it's too simple and reductive, ignoring all the other things such as sociology and physiological factors of the mind.
ProCustomer
Despite the transactional nature, This is more a patient professional makes with building long-term connections and being more helpful, yet also respecting the physical laws.
There's still a pernicious aspect of capital yeah, amazon does customer worship though ainnit. As they way happens to moves, should there be customers in the first place?
Procommunity
Amatuars, Non-profits and freelancers rejoice! This is where the Zeitgeist, this where the communication of our times... Even if the monetisation does not come into, a sense of humanity is brought with the gift economy. Express to each other and to every need respected.
Seems that [REDACTED] has managed to bring in guests of highest value into our B rickenshire, maybe I'd be able to pull of the city and able get to know the scene as these go. All part of the networking event within Brickenshire!
Let's see what happens when the get a load of my double shotgun party exploder! They don't know how much action my ways can go with these times, to show who has to holy might within this Town.
Boom Boom, and then, party with a handy ipad track of classical in the background. Ah, such a show-off,am I going to far? I'm going a bit crazy yet I can't stop now.
List of required items:
Cookies and Cream cake designed for twelve people < Main event
