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I want to make something opulent.
Like a crown or something.
Hmm.

^Oh, I love that music and the story.

Arial phenomena over Nuremberg, 14th April 1561.

Citizens reported several unusual shapes in the sky: arcs, red spheres in square formations, blood red crosses and a great black arrow...

The most popular modern explanation is sun dogs.
Plate shaped hexagonal ice crystals refract light horizontally as they sink through the atmosphere, creating the optical illusion of two smaller suns (parhelia), one each side of the real sun.



This piece shows sun dogs in Stockholm 26 years before the Nuremberg event, and you can see some similarities between this and the contemporary woodcut/account. This looks more like the artist's actually witnessed the original subject .



Schubert has a Lied about sun dogs, too.





Jung pointed out the cultural influences which may have affected the account. For example, the blood red crosses would have held special significance in such a religiously-minded context.
What we believe affects what we see.
Furthermore, the language (both vocabulary and cultural 'language') of our context affects the way we retain and share information.

Imagine how scared they must have been, to wake up to these things in the sky and not know what they are.
Fear of the unknown.
Of the wrath of God.
Of ice crystals bending light.

Or... of aliens.

Unnerving solar music:




This is what all my posts would look like, if I didn't heavily edit and monitor my autism .
Links between ideas are beautiful.
Patterns and connections in the fabric of the world, which is only ideas, in the end.

Happy Birthday to me.

^Oh, its it your birthday?

^ Not for a few hours where you are.
Only for 25 minutes here so far.

^Time zones often aren't remotely helpful to me and just make me confused.

With time to spare.

I am posting this here not in the hope that someone will come to tell me otherwise, but rather because I have to write it somewhere, and this thread is mine so here it won't bother anyone.

I am a terrible person. I'm awful, I can't look after myself, I've been saying I have and it's the biggest f*****g lie.
I don't even want to stop it. If I did, I'd try harder I'm sure. I don't f*****g want all this to go away, to fix this; it's all I know.
I just know fixing this will torture me. I won't win and it'll only make me worse. Besides, I don't hate it, not really. It's part of me now.
So I've been saying I will fix it, I am fixing it, and some days I believed it, and maybe I was at the start, but it's just devolved into the biggest f*****g lie. I'm back at the beginning - worse than the beginning because now I've seen what happens when I fight it. I just f**k up again and again, I destroy myself and when there's maybe a way out, I take that and I twist it until that can destroy me too.
I felt f*****g awful today. Physically, mentally. Weakness, on all fronts. Weakness, and I f*****g despised myself.
How the f**k did I let it get to this again?
Oh stop all that. How the f**k did you think you wouldn't get back here?
What kind of deluded f*****g - ?

I give up. I've seriously f*****g had it. If this was a serious attempt to get better (and I truly believe[d] that it was), then what the F**K am I meant to do now?
There is nothing. I can't do a damn f*****g thing.
So there, you've f*****g won. You've got what you really wanted, enjoy making me feel weak and telling yourself that you're strong, you deluded f*****g b***h.
Look at yourself today, because this is the s**t that you do to yourself. Miserable. Misery and regimented suffering, incapable to boot, you're a f*****g joke.
Where was this fire when I was meant to be fighting you.

f**k it all. I've had enough.
She's broken me, I've broken me, I'm admitting it here. I never want to fix this. I never want this to go away. I don't know what I'd be without it, and I'm seriously afraid that I'd be nothing.
Eat my f*****g brain, take the last bit, because I'm not going to fight this any longer.
I'm too tired.
Oh god I'm so f*****g tired.

And this doesn't mean you can take it all by the way. Just more than your share.
Take him and I'll f*****g -
Oh my god.

I should probably think twice about publishing this, f**k that, I'm insane.

I can't give up.
I can.
I can't win.

You are one of my main Wolfladies!

Super kitty hugs for Rachey. I wish I could help more.

Frrroooooyyyaaaaaa!! !



Velkommen tilbake!




Howl with me Kraftie.

We'd certainly be a "howl" together

Especially if we happen to be in the Scottish Highlands/Moorlands.

^What the--? Batman can pretty much make anything funny. Take gardening or beekeeping. Can you imagine Batman doing either?