“do It For The Vine” = Allow Yourself To Live Life In The Moment Instead Of Maintaining A Facade

This has been a PSA.

If you're using gen AI because "you want to make art but don't know how/can't learn/it's easier/whatever"

You don't want to make art.

You want someone to make art for you, but you don't want to pay or exchange anything of equal value for it, and also you want it right now, in whatever style you fancy that moment, and in whatever quantity you want. You're greedy and entitled and it is just that simple. You don't want to make anything.

these tags that someone left on my nether post. these tags.

Who are we, the player, to say that the nether is unfit for life? Who are we to look into the roiling fire and infinite redness, to name it hell? Who do we think we are? It wasn't meant for us. We got here by passage of magic, to a world we weren't built to live in, weren't created to survive.

We look upon the creatures we see and call them vile. We gaze across the land and call it dangerous. Everything, everywhere, can hurt us, so by nature, the nether must be evil... right?

Before you came, the striders carry their children on their backs. The wither skeleton stand guard of their own fortresses. The ghast waft about their own sky. But they know you are different. They know you are Wrong, and your Wrongness leads you to tear what they know apart, and when they fight it's only fit that you see them as evil.

The nether is hell. But it is only hell for us.

[You may not sleep now, there are monsters nearby.]

Senpai says you’re welcome

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the way media spoonfeeds everyone the concept of romance from an early age makes aromanticism really difficult because having a partner or falling in love with someone seems like the focal point of existing. entering relationships and getting married is the ultimate goal of being alive, and sometimes i think maybe if romance were less idealized not only would aromantic people like myself feel less isolated and struggle less with feeling alienated because of our lack of attraction, but maybe it would just be better in general. maybe love would come more naturally and be purer if people entered relationships only at their leisure instead of conforming with what has been instilled in their heads as the ideal and actively seeking out a partnership with the nearest compatible person. in this essay i

We're back everyone!

Are you sad QSMP is over? Do you have Minecraft Java and want a little piece of QSMP that you can play? Do you like RP SMPs you can make OCs for?

Consider applying to join our QSMP AU Minecraft server!! We're accepting another group of roleplayers to add to Isla Quesadilla!

"20 years after the events of the original QSMP, a new batch of islanders have been brought to the island. Working together, they need to uncover the mysteries of The Federation, unfold the events of the past, and find a way to escape the island..."

(Since our project has already existed for about a year or so, you'll be introduced via crash landing (plane, boat, etc) to the pre-existing SMP!)

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From Allay, to Vex

Poem-tober day 1: Vex

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I don’t like what they did to you Pulled you so thin that walls mean nothing And left you solid enough to feel pain I don’t think you like what they did, either

They put a sword in your hand and bid you kill for them They do not bid you to die for them That is a given; there is no choice to live Even when the sword is gone, you still fight; you still die

I am scared of you Which I guess is what they want But I am not scared in the way they want I am scared of [what they have done to] you

You do not know me I think you did, once Back when you knew yourself beyond violence And we danced to the same simple songs

They call to me after the way they call to you Our names not for us, but how they use us Yours to distress, to worry, to fear Mine to calm, to alleviate, to help

I am bound to follow, as you are; it is our nature Though my fate is far more benign Simply to carry, to throw, to sort And to dance for their amusement by the music box

What you have become seems happy with its fate And I wish I could share that joy Even if I don’t understand why they hurt you so It should be enough to know you died laughing

But I wonder If anyone ever plays music for you The discs spin and they sound like love Like life, and the songs we used to know

If you heard one now, would you dance? Or have you forgotten how? If you must go, I wish you could go out dancing I will sing for you anyways