Are you a jealous person?
Jealousy is irrational. It serves no practical function, and yet, I think if I care about someone enough, I might experience a version of it.
Not in an aggressive way, but… I wouldn’t like the idea of being replaceable. I‘ve been told I get ‘sulky‘.
Do you even skoke?
Do I Skoke ?
I can indeed believe that.
I’m not sure if that prohibits you from succeeding in your profession, though. As for what I’ve learned so far, selling illegal substances and having relationships with prostitutes doesn’t seem all that contradictory or uncommon.
Adam, don’t trust Nigel, he’s a bastard. He called me a fucking liability
-Tonny aka @coke-n-dope
I feel as though I’ve been inadvertently dragged into a personal conflict.
Good to hear from you though, Tonny
Do not take any medication from Doctor Hannibal Lecter. This is a warning Adam.
I don’t understand the concerns about Dr. Lecter.
I have yet to have any negative experiences with the way he handles my therapy. However, I didn’t take any medication from him; he didn’t prescribe any to me.
This is the same anon that asked about nebulous.io,
Errr well i didn’t exactly like much about it because most of my memories playing it as a child is that i was blackmailed by my older sibling into doing so, but i did like the spacy names and skins, though back then as a kid i did infact not know that andromeda was a galaxy and to me it was just that one annoying bot with a funky name that kept eating me
I didn’t really understand that Andromeda was a galaxy at the time either.
As a child, I just thought it was an interesting name. I was more focused on avoiding that bot, actually. I got frustrated after a while.
Looking back, I realize there were a lot of things I didn’t know about, but I think I’ve gotten better at understanding those things now.
Hey Adam! How are you doing today?
Hello,
I did not manage to answer you in time. I do not remember how I felt on May 2nd.
But if I apply your question to today, I’d say I feel desolation and a sense of culpability regarding my emotional state.As for what I’m doing; I’m packing boxes.
I’ve been trying to organize them methodically, much to Beth’s frustration. We argued about it yesterday. It makes my skin itch to watch her throw everything together without care.
Tonight, I’m going to the park to watch the raccoons. I hope it’ll settle my thoughts. I know it won’t, there’s no magic in distraction. But maybe if I keep myself occupied long enough, I can crowd out what’s pressing on me.
After all i understand that my routines aren’t efficient for moving. So, I’ll dissociate as much as I can.
You’re like.. crazy pretty
Errr the name’s Tonny btw.
-@coke-n-dope
That is very direct. Hello, Tonny
I don’t think love should have to be a fight.
If it is, maybe it’s not love, it’s just war with different rules.
But I think some things stay even when you stop fighting. Probably not everything, but the important things. Thats how I see this. Maybe one day you feel that you won’t have to fight anymore.
Good evening Nigel,
I was at the National art gallery with Beth this afternoon. I saw Botticelli’s ‘Venus and Mars’ there, it is an absolute study in paradox!. About forces that should collide yet instead settle into something resembling harmony. It reminded me of space in that way. Mars, the god of war, lies unconscious, unarmed, seemingly at peace. Venus, the goddess of love, seems watchful but unaffected, an island of serenity beside him. She has not conquered him. She has not subdued him. And yet, in her presence, he is still.
Many people would assume that love triumphs over war, that beauty tames violence. But I think Botticelli offers something more intricate. Venus does not demand change. She does not impose softness upon Mars. She simply exists, and in doing so, creates the conditions for stillness. Mars, so accustomed to unrest, is given a rare and unfamiliar gift—the absence of conflict. And he does not resist it.
The tension here is not one of struggle, but of transformation. Venus has not altered Mars, she has only revealed what he is capable of being. I imagine this as love at its most potent—not forceful, not possessive, but a quiet invitation to become. There is no battle between them, no need for submission or control. Instead, they are two opposing forces that, for a moment, find equilibrium. Together.
This is the paradox I was speaking of : not that one must destroy the other, but that they can coexist. In Metamorphoses, Ovid describes their relationship as both passionate and volatile, yet Botticelli captures something…subtler. Venus does not try to change Mars, nor does she fear him. She understands him. And understanding, more than any weapon, has the power to disarm.
I remember Beth asking ‘Why does Venus choose Mars? Her husband Vulcan presents as a more fitting counterpart, someone more aligned with her nature’. I answered that, perhaps love is not drawn to reflections of itself, but to contrast. To the possibility of transformation. Venus does not force Mars to lay down his weapons. He does so on his own, because in her presence, he does not need them.
There is power in that, in my opinion. A kind of power that does not shout, does not demand, but simply is. Not dominance, but invitation. Not submission, but balance.
And it reminded me of you.
Well, shit… you’ve really got me here, don’t you? Never thought I’d be sitting here, having someone talk to me about love like that, beautiful. It’s funny though. Mars? Peaceful? Never thought I’d see the day.
An invitation, huh? Not a fight, not a conquest, not a struggle to win someone over. Just... being. That’s a new one for me. Love makes me do some fucking crazy things, but never like that.
If I’m being real, I don’t know if I believe in that kind of love. The kind that just fucking is. Hell, I’m not sure I’ve ever let someone just exist if I really loved them, or that I've ever felt like I can let myself relax that way, or if I even can. I’ve always thought that if you don’t fight and keep fighting to keep what you have, you end up losing everything.
Maybe you’ve got a point, Adam. No one’s ever said anything like that to me before.
I’m glad you thought of me.
Yes I am Adam.
I don’t know what metric you’re using to compare Botticelli and Caravaggio..they had distinct artistic styles. You’re probably right about the street smarts. Also i haven’t met Will Graham yet, but as far as I know, I’m not competing with him.
What do you mean by ‘if something’s off’?
Ți-e drag rău Will, nu-i așa? Ai grijă pe lângă pe lângă psihiatrul ăla, totuși. Trec multe zvonuri despre el
(Ooc: translation because most services don't do it well: Will's dear to you, eh? Be careful around that psychiatrist, though. Many rumours flying around him)
Știu foarte bine... Dar îți mulțumesc.
DEM L71 Supernova Remnant ©
I do actually own two!.
A ‘Meade Polaris 70mm Refractor‘ that my father previously owned and a ‘Celestron NexStar 8SE’ that I bought myself.
Hello, Adam. I was wondering if you have a favorite flower or plant or a favorite animal?
-Duncan.
Good evening Duncan!.
I do have a favorite animal.
Raccoons. Definitely raccoons. They’re highly intelligent, their problem-solving skills are impressive, and they have these incredibly dexterous little hands. Did you know that they can remember solutions to tasks for years? And they wash their food before eating it, which is both practical and oddly endearing. I often go to watch a family of raccoons at a park near me. They bring me joy.
As for plants, I think carnivorous plants are fascinating. They literally evolved to defy the usual order of things—plants aren’t supposed to consume animals, and yet, here they are. The Venus flytrap, for example, counts the number of times its trigger hairs are touched before closing, like it’s verifying the presence of prey. That kind of adaptation is remarkable. If find that they have a philosophical aspect to them.