Quest logs and screenshots from an international writer and game-developer for open world role-playing games. I use He/Him pronouns (also down with They/Them), I’m on the ace spectrum, I’m an old (for Tumblr), and I’ve probably helped make a game or two that you’ve played.
When Everything Everywhere All at Once said “The only thing I do know is that we have to be kind. Please, be kind, especially when we don’t know what’s going on"
When the Good Place said “Why choose to be good every day when there is no guaranteed reward now or in the afterlife… I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.”
When Jean-Paul Sartre said ”‘Hell is other people’ is only one side of the coin. The other side, which no one seems to mention, is also ‘Heaven is each other’. Hell is separateness, uncommunicability, self-centeredness, lust for power, for riches, for fame. Heaven on the other hand is very simple, and very hard: caring about your fellow beings.“
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Every year, we pray for more musical monstrosities from @neilcicierega through idolation of this darling rodent. It may never result in anything, but it's a good community to be part of, at least.
everyone make sure to set out cheese & crackers for neil tonight <3
“Use your gifts and your talents to greatest possible effect while you can. Spread joy wherever possible. Laugh at jokes. Tell jokes. Make puns and bugger the embuggerances. Read books. Read my books. You might like them. You might find something else you like even more than them. Look for these things in life.
Question authority. Champion good causes. Speak out against injustice. Do not tolerate bullies or bigots or racists or anti-intellectuals or the narrow-minded. Use your education to challenge them. Broaden their perspectives. Make the world you interface with a happier place.
These are your choices. Choices you have been fortunate to have been given, so don’t waste them while you have them. Don’t look back in years to come and wish you had grasped a fleeting opportunity. Grasp it now with both hands, Live. Strive. Love.”
from A Little Advice for Life taken from ‘Terry Pratchett: from birth to death, a writer.’
—Sir Terry Pratchett; April 28, 1948 – March 12, 2015
One of the greatest compliments I've ever received is that I resemble Sam Vimes.
These are excellent and thoughtful details on the song, and I endorse them all!
But there's another level of the song that I always thought people were missing in this song, which is: what did the Devil really lose, here? A fiddle made of gold? We've already seen he doesn't care about the wealth expended, he's just in this for the souls. And winning bets isn't his main way of getting them -- corruption is.
And that's the thing we see in all tales about the Devil: he's sneaky and he plays the long game. He's not going to set you up for a competition that isn't rigged unless it's part of a larger plan.
Now, the soul of a random dude who lost a bet probably isn't worth much, in devilish terms. Theologically, it's not even clear whether or not the Devil could take a good and decent person's soul just because they lost a morally neutral bet. A soul has to be corrupted for it to go to the Devil.
But if you find the soul of a gifted artist and then foster hubris in it... say, by teaching them at a formative age that they're *literally the best that's ever been* and then giving them a lifetime's worth of money in the form of a solid gold instrument?
Well, we've all seen what happens in the second half of an episode of Behind the Music.
So just imagine old Johnny, vain and contemptuous of everyone else, made cruel by money and fame, wrecked by overindulgence and overconfidence. He's looking at the end of a life gone off the tracks... when he's visited by an old acquaintance:
Well, old Johnny bowed his head because he saw that he'd been had,
His knew that golden fiddle had led him down a life that's bad,
The Devil said, "Johnny, knew you'd be back, I've seen what you've been through.
I told you once, you miserable cuss, you'll give the Devil his due."
(Because yes, Jon Bois wrote a sequel and it’s also fantastic.)
i started reading it and GOD DAMN IT'S SO COOL but i was wondering how people say it? also i thought it was so interesting how so many of the number were just so big like. damn. that really is a long time away.