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Loving star wars is a curse and perhaps a mental illness of some kind

she heart lungs livers on your nerves until everything goes dark and you die

As someone with both visual snow and aphantasia. I kind of wonder if one might have an affect on the other.

Sometimes I'm able to "see" some things? but I can't control when that is. usually if I'm dreaming/day dreaming i get a hint. But i'm a very very Visual person. my memory is very visual, my creative process is very visual, my imagination is very visual. but i can't actually see shit in my mind.

so i'm wondering if maybe the little i do get to "see" could be to do with the visual snow? seeing patterns and shapes in that? they're both very interesting parts of my vision so i was wondering if there was any overlap between them in my experience.

idk i'd love to here if anyone else is in the same shoes! It's so cool that both of these things are being talked about more and we can learn from eachother!

nothing bad ever happened to them

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I am absolutely crazy about Starset, i reckon seeing them live must be some kind of religious experience, their approach to story telling is wonderful, their sound is mesmerising, the themes they explore absolutely fuck. that being said, i think the acoustic version of satellite is awful.

Look, being a necromancer isn't difficult

You pick a target, follow your ritual book as closely as possible, and remember not to revive anything you can't put down

It's that easy

(Undead Dragon Roar)

See that? I have to wait for a hero to come and deal with that because I cannot rekill that dragon

The Tragedy of Anakin Skywalker is that he was always in a box someone else put him in. Watto said you are a slave. Qui-gon said you are the chosen one. You are a Jedi, you are a general, you are a good person. And when he knew without any doubt that he was no longer what people told him he was, he had to find new boxes. You are a sith. You are a servant. You are mine.

He spent his whole life being defined by people around him. And then along came Luke. And Luke didn't say 'you are a good person, come back to the light where you belong.' Because Anakin by all rights didn't belong in the light. No, Luke said 'you are my father. There's good in you." Luke said 'you have done great evil, but you can still change.' Luke said 'I do not excuse your villainy but I believe you can make your own choices.'

And that--that--is what got through. Not 'here is another box you must fit into' but finally, after his whole life, someone told Anakin 'you decide who you are.' And Anakin decided he was a man who loved his son.