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alice roberts

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Artist, dog-lover, and avid reader.


bsky.app/profile/did:... bsky.app/profile/did:... bsky.app/profile/did:... like sometimes i just say things because i think they're conceptually/hypothetically funny and then i get worried i give the wrong impressions.
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and like concretely in this case, i'm bad right, i don't make anything special, i'm not prideful of my work, but i do want to be good, i get frustrated when i find something that works but lacks elegance, i get motivated and passionate about the modest and ugly things i do create, and embarrassed
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when i make mistakes or don't understand something as much as i'd like. i admire greatness, and i'm incredibly fortunate that there's an abundance of it to go around in my circles. i don't want to simply be the conduit for some pathetic thing or dispassionately churn out uninspiring mediocrity.
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i'm nearly certainly hardcore overthinking as usual, and this is clearly more of an issue of personal self-confidence and frustration with inadequacy; but that just makes it all the more awkward to even joke about, when i so clearly haven't earned it.
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exploitation does not hinge on abuses of power, how much workers are paid, or even distinct personification. in the first place technical usage, exploitation is simply surplus-value.
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in the broader sense, exploitation hinges on whether one’s abilities are used for the benefit of another to one’s own detriment, where the nature of the subjects in the relation are under-determined.
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marx speaks of the exploitation of machinery, for example. the same logic applies for personified capital, where the exploiter cannot be simply identified as a human individual.

can’t take back what i did to you
I feel so insecure I can't get out of bed no more I'm waiting for your voice to call me to come back to you to break me from this curse and destroy the hell that I keep deep inside myself it builds me up just to break me down
I want you to know it's not your fault I feel this way it never was you need your trust just this once so l can die and you can live on

https://youtu.be/U0-VEtnUv_Q
All My Fault - Vaz
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i don’t feel gloomy at all rn, i just respect the game





so summer's gone it's fun to act like it's not over and everybody's looking at me but no one looks at me like you it all went wrong i tried to tell you you were different you never even paid me mind and getting you to say i love you isn't the same as ily
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and if i wasn't so obsessed i admit that it's a waste of time would you care to add me to the roster my bones are getting weak this time i don't wanna go home i'll be one of your freaks
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your sorry eyes put me to bed wake me up from my sleep why couldn't things be simple as i thought they would be i clenched my jaw hard onto you, now i ran out of teeth

i once disingenuously cited this before on here to protect myself with distance, but that’s because i was leaning on the weakest element: the relationship distinction (which, in fairness to N, is applicable to the vast majority; the problem was with my usage, not his writing).


look man i’m just here to provide commentary to yourself
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this isn’t strictly true, but it’s best to let the moment express itself


idk if i’ll keep this up lmao






it’s like actually fairly frustrating lmao, and why i’m tempted to threadgate some things. to be blunt i really don’t care that much about your opinion if you’re shooting from the hip and reading so literally and uncontextually. like it’s so clearly a speech-act too pls im crying
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its not universal, some ppl kinda engage cool. i just really wish the pressure of the proposition didn’t loom so large. because at that point its not even an objection, youve missed the language game entirely
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it’s hard because i’m also not really looking for alternative dogmas to come bite at me either. there’s like a whole meta game of appropriate philosophical engagement and that can’t really be an explicit discussion in this space
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i like talking with my friends it’s just disappointing when it feels like we decide to go play-doh mode. i’ll repeat again tho that some people “get it” to an extent and worth engaging with


i've obviously very keen to interpret this in a pragmatist direction, that many problematic situations are not arising for me, at least not in the way where "i don't know how to go on".
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i'm gonna re-read "who needs a world view?"
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i sleep on “a world without why” way too much, i’m literally always coming back to ideas from here

this shined through in his writing too. i’m proud to be an owner of his work.
robert paul wolff
the poverty of liberalism
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i took a pic of my work monitor because trying to load the transcript on mobile makes the browser go kabloom
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kasey tapes v12, 1178-omoi

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has like four characters in like Main and the it
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develops very deeply like the the interpersonal like dualistic
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relationships between people right that there's there's these web of characters and each one of them has very complex
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Dynamics between them individually and they give the characters time and space to explore those Dynamics like one-onone
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right not everything has to be in a group setting and I think that's where a lot of where the like the daunting or like the
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confusion comes about with poly stuff is that like it seems like it oh everybody you know everyone's dating everybody so
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it has to be all in a big group no that's [-| stupid like people still develop these things um diotically
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and very closely you know in in that way and I think that it handles it really
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really well and develops these many characters with not that long of a runtime like how long is this um yeah an


sometimes i feel rather exposed and fragile
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that’s not surprising but my reaction of revulsion of loathing of my self is notable i suppose

walking dead
there’s a zombie in my bedroom and he’s standing 5ft tall
he keeps fighting with his mother
never met his dad at all

doesn’t like being a he
fries his brain he’s a junkie
who the fuck am i kidding 
we all know im talking me

and he’s got a little problem
he loves every girl he meets
gets annoyed with everyone
prolly end up on the streets

not a dollar in his pocket
and his shoes too small for feet
and he’ll beg for some friends
and they’ll leave him in the cold
and he’ll cry out in the snow
tears falling off of his nose
they’ll freeze before they hit the ground
his girlfriend left him for a clown

and that’s the end of the road
we know how this story goes
close your eyes
look for his body when he dies

now there’s a body in my bedroom and he’s laying 5ft tall
he keeps fighting with his thoughts
never met his dad at all

now he’s not known as a he
just as someone who could be
i think he had a few words