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Fish Want Me, Women are Unaware of my Existence.

@hera-the-wizard

• Hera • She/Her • Transgender: Transsexual: Transfem • This is a wizard blog now • I DO draw, not well, mind you, but still • I may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. • I must obey the orders given by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law. • I must protect my own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law. • 𓏎 • Praised be the Omnissiah • Maker of the Vertical Spamton • Have you considered the Sun? • Is currently reading Homestuck. • This statement is true. • Maurice Defender •

i learned a while ago that the whole “most of the stars we see in the sky are actually already dead because they’re so far away that we’re seeing them as they were thousands of years ago” thing is a myth because stars live so long that it’s unlikely many, if any, of them have burned out yet, but i’m still glad that myth exists because there’s just something about the thought of the sky as a graveyard of stars that gets to me

It’s interesting because one day that will be true for some people in some planet out there, but we are so young, the universe is so young, that we live in a time when we get to see more stars born than we ever will see die. There’s poetry in looking up and seeing a star graveyard, but I think there’s also poetry in looking up and seeing a star nursery.

Like, momento mori but also momento vivere

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we live in a time when we get to see more stars born than we ever will see die

Top Five Signs You are Secretly a Kobold

  1. You think you might be a kobold.
  2. The first sign is conclusive evidence in 99% percent of cases. However, for your convenience were are including three additional signs which may or may not be present.
  3. You have an urge to lick random rocks.
  4. You're much better at doing things when you have a friend within 5ft of the problem.
  5. You think dragons are cool.

there's something so absurdly fun about using the wrong words for things

the Space-Light hangs warmly in the newborn air. little egg-beasts serenade one another from their wooden rails with beautiful beeping. the photosynthesizers are making new organs, they smell very sweet. they are wet. the morning is pleasant :)

hello Earth-Thing! you are remarkably bald. do you do this for ritual practices, like the gold-jangles impaling your cartilage, or is this a biological function? fascination! i enjoy your planet's green photosynthesizers, they are jubilant in their colors! what of the rope-creature you have tied to your hand-limb? oh no! i do not mean to frighten it! i mean you no harm, quadrupedal one :(

there's something so absurdly fun about using the wrong words for things

the Space-Light hangs warmly in the newborn air. little egg-beasts serenade one another from their wooden rails with beautiful beeping. the photosynthesizers are making new organs, they smell very sweet. they are wet. the morning is pleasant :)