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How have that many Undertale fans never played Mother 3? On Tumblr of all places, I would expect to be drowning in Mr Saturns.

what's your favorite game from a franchise with 0 entires in the "how many Super Mario games there are NOW?" form?

franchise is a weird classification artistically. it feels like a word that should be reserved for restaurant chains, not art

anyway idk this is too broad. probably either undertale or portal? or mother 3. or hypnospace outlaw. or clubhouse games 51 worldwide classics

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So, everyone has that one song, that just really, really gets to them. Their emotional song, comfort song, what have you. The break-up song, the make-up song, the "God I can't stop thinking about you!"-song. That go-to track that hits you just as hard the ten-thousandth time as it does the first because who you are as a person is directly changed from the moment you heard it first and who you were before is lesser than who you are after because music sometimes just does that to you.

It's beautiful, honestly, that anything can break us as much as music. That our entire existence can be completely rewritten because we heard one song at the exact right time.

I know they are just completely clichéd, cheesy in their stereotypicality, but here are a few tracks that for whatever reason mean too damn much to me. In no particular order:

It has nothing to do with Grey's Anatomy. I did, however, listen to this song for like a month straight after my first major breakup.

"And I don't want the world to see me/ cuz I don't think that they'd understand/ when everything's made to be broken/ I just want you to know who I am"- Yes, the song about being invisible and wanting people to finally know the you that you hide from everyone else is one of my favorite songs of all time. No, none of you are surprised. Gasp. Moving on.

If you aren't familiar with this song's history, it's upsetting and one of the most beautiful moments in rock history, to me. This isn't my "and I shed a single tear" song; this is my "if I think about it too much I'll be visually indistinguishable from a fire hydrant" song. It's raw and I wish our world weren't so screwed up that it was necessary to write in the first place. This one song's done more good, I think, than I not-insignificant number of other popular songs, you know?

I think this was the first "sad song" that clicked for me as a person, before I started actively looking for them. Before I realized how much other music I'd heard a dozen times before actually depressed me. Granted, my understanding of it has changed. But if you think about it, it does act as an interesting companion to "Hey There Delilah," but from the perspective of the one you're leaving behind it.

Yes, I'm depressed, moving on.

Yes, I like Donnie Darko, perhaps more so than a rational person. Moving on.

I like this song in companion with "Lean on Me," but seeing as this song appears in one of the most influential films of my childhood, it will eternally mean so much to me. It's also the song by which I judge a lot of artists. If you have the audacity to perform a cover of it, you had better be worthy of it. It's in the same boat as David Bowie's "Heroes", in that regard. If you cannot respect this song, don't touch it.

I think this is the newest track on this list. It's worthy of being here. It's perhaps lacking in subtlety, but I frankly don't give a damn. It's a beautiful song, and if it appeared to you as a popular recommendation on YouTube, it's because I looped it for like a month and have definitely made steps towards recovering from the place I was at that lead to me looping it like that in the first-place.

This is the song that introduced me to Patrick Süskind's Perfume. Perfume is, ad I've perhaps mentioned previously, one of my favorite novels of all time. It's not Nirvana's "Scentless Apprentice," but I owe this song all the credit that's due to it for that alone.

There's actually something of a story to this song that I might have shared already, but that I'm going to repeat here. I have no idea when I heard it originally, if it was just on the radio or something, but for a very long time afterwards I'd looked for it. I'm guessing it was a trailer for 127 Hours, which if I had known that's where it was that I'd heard it originally would have made the search so much easier. I didn't know any of the lyrics, nor really the rhythm or any feature of the song that could help. All I had was the distinct recollection of having heard something that I wanted to hear again. I've had false-positives with it: songs that felt almost right, almost like that one song that I had heard once. Think of it like the Tunnel Song from The Perks of Being a Wallflower: a song that was so right in the moment but you never thought you'd hear again. That changed you unexpectedly, but which you thought you'd never know again. The first false-positive was Deathcab for Cutie's "Transatlanticism," which I'd heard in the film Beastly (excellent Beauty and the Beast retelling, has NPH; go watch it now!), but this wasn't right. It felt right, but obviously isn't. The second false-positive was even more off: I have no idea how I read it even hazily as being close- perhaps it was just the pressure my mind was under every time I thought I'd finally found that damn song to be rid of the mystery. "Where is My Mind?" by The Pixies. Heard for the first time as the credits rolled in Fight Club. Flashed on but proven incorrect. Quickly proven, because it is even less similar than the DCfC track. I'd watched How I Met Your Mother before, and was extremely fond of the show, but I didn't watch the finale as it aired. Didn't have cable anymore, do after a lot of history that's not worth getting into, I bought the entire series on DVD (a format I still consider valid). One, two, three. Four five six. Seven. Eight seasons in, after Ted convinces Victoria to leave her fiancé (at the alter, dammit Ted!), he's having a conversation about what the experience of finding the One is like, of how you feel when you meet the love of your life and during this moment, this one song takes over. This one damn song that, after bouncing around in the back of my skull like an old screensaver for years plays. Not a false-positive because as soon as it starts, I know it. Klaus might have told Teddy Westside that he hasn't found his One yet, but dammit I have. There's peace, silence for the first time ever, as I no longer hear this one indistinct and unclear vague recollection of a memory of a song. I have found it.

#music #rambling #ranting #græyscale #depressing music #Spotify

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Lisa from Exotic Animal Shorts be like:

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Hell yes it is! I am fucking down to look for Mothman!

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Show me a cat that's not worth dying for. Checkmate, loverfuckers.

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Started watching a show.

Nothing special.

Just a completely obscure thing that not many people have heard of.

#Spotify

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Wrapping up Stories of Your Life, we are confronted with this little duo: "Hell is the Absence of God" and "Liking What You See: A Documentary".

"Hell is the Absence of God"- On the surface, a man loses his wife and seeks to be reunited with her in the afterlife. That itself isn't too remarkable, and were this simply that sort of story, I likely wouldn't have any opinions on it outside of acknowledging its place in this collection. What's interesting here is how much of an active presence Heaven and Hell have in this particular world, where the appearances of angels are as frequent as they are on a Night Vale baseball field. The arrival of an angelic presence is comparable to some form of natural disaster, with the ending here playing out remarkably like your typical Twister-obsessed Storm-Chaser affair. There's a recurring element about the pursuit of God for selfish reasons, with our lead finding himself condemned to being forgotten by God completely due to using Heaven as little more than a means by which he may be united with his wife. This story is unambiguously a dramatic love story, and a most unfortunate one. One can easily see Neil's Sarah as comparable to the Pilgrim's Beatrice, or Poe's Lenore. Honestly, this is solid and ripe for adaptation, though I can assume no studio would want to touch the ending.

"Liking What You See: A Documentary"- A technology has been developed that allows people to shut-off the parts of their brains responsible for the perceptions of appearance-based beauty. The fictional documentary in this story details a college's attempts to make the use of this technology mandatory for all students and staff on campus; it depicts the back-and-forth arguments of those sides for and against this initiative, and one student's personally experience living with this technology and willing giving it up. In general, this is probably the most straightforward story in this collection, but I feel like, despite being published in 2002 (oh God!), it probably does have a particularly meaningful slant now, more than ever. After all, in our world now, beauty isn't just commercialized and marketable, but the technology of influencing a person's feelings and reality perceptions is becoming more real than it could ever have been dreamed to have been, back then.

Of the two, yes "Absence of God" is my favorite.

#reading #ted chiang #stories of your life and others #Hell is the Absence of God #also #can I just acknowledge that that is such a damn hard hitting title #Like something a metal artist would have written in spiky wrought-iron letters on an album cover

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i watched one (1) video on how to draw hands that changed my life forever. like. i can suddenly draw hands again

these were all drawn without reference btw. i can just. Understand Hands now (for the most part, im sure theres definitely inaccuracies). im a little baffled

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Consider this: Clive Barker wrote The Scarlet Gospels. TJ Lune wrote the Green Creak series. EL James has a writing career. Hell, Victor Hugo's most famous works exist entirely because he wanted to tell as many people as possible about the fascinating history of Parisian architecture.

You cannot physically be more self-indulgent in your writing than any other big-name published artist. If you aren't writing, or drawing, or ART-xyz-ing to appeal to yourself, then how might you possible expect to appeal to others? You are your most valuable audience.

worried that thing you put in your art or writing or game or music is too self-indulgent, too self-referential, too niche for anyone but yourself? fear not! you can do whatever you want forever. and you should.

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Aesthetic of Wolfsong by Tj Klune

There are bunch of things that remind me of Ox, Joe, Gordo and the rest. Cant wait to read Ravensong and also do this to second book.

[inspired by @llstarcasterll art and some pinterest photos]

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Hey, it’s Werewolf Wednesday!

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i'm proposing a new diagnostic critera for autism spectrum testing

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Does this count as finding a walrus at your door?

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Let he who has not listened to David Bowie's Black Star cast the first stone

Stop! Releasing 2 minute songs!! Idc about TikTok!!! If it's a banger it needs to be at least 3:30.

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i feel bad for bigender people, the commute between Jupiter and college has got to be rough