ill try to find a new drink maybe with a different flavor. but i hate changes like this. it was only drink i drank... other people maybe won't even notice
(author of the drawing: nekimar_ )
I'm still in dangerous conditions. And no, I can't just run away somewhere or cut off interaction with all the people. I can't escape from myself either. I need to be able to remain calm and determined even in bad conditions. Because even worse things await me in the future. I'm trying, but it's difficult Just when I think I'm starting to cope, something happens that takes me back to the past.
I don't know if the authors of these channels are people or if there are bots that can manage the channels, I just don't know how it works. They post a lot of the same type of videos all the time very often.
Art has ceased to exist as it once did. Like science, it was one of the things that separated humans from other animals. Through art, people conveyed their emotions, their thoughts, and hidden meanings. But gradually, it became just part of plastic capitalism, cheap production to attract attention for money, like fast food. And now, with the advent of AI, it has become an even more ugly phenomenon. It has lost its humanity. It's just a simulacrum. New generations absorb cheap copies, shaping their consciousness, watching short videos and weakening their attention. I don't know what kind of people will grow up who were formed living in a fake reality.
Music became just background noise.
Sorry if this all sounds weird, English is not my native language.
I made a lot of drawings, this is just a part. And the last picture is just for fun. and in the gif I made a grammar mistake but lazy to redact it....
but I don't think I'm good enough to go to heaven so I don't have to worry
I wanted to draw Kamakurako and Mafurako. but I don't have any good ideas..
I really like this location. I just really love sewers in real life, but I’m afraid to actually visit one even just once
I imagine that Madotsuki is a university student perhaps majoring in mythology, or something related to math.
She has a passion for Aztec culture, and for pre-Columbian South America in general. She owns many books. She is fond of Aztec patterns and imagery. And she purchased a rug with a similar design, patterns. The various creatures she encounters also seem to be drawn from the realm of mythology.
Some of the worlds she visits are filled with mathematical concepts and geometric shapes, I initially considered the possibility that she was studying mathematics. However, mythology appears to be the dominant theme.
She was a student, but eventually, she succumbed to depression. She lost her appetite, lost the will to do anything at all, and could no longer bring herself to leave her room. She decided to spend all her time sleeping, immersing herself in lucid dreams. She had no need to leave her room to use the restroom simply because she wasn't eating or drinking anything. She did nothing but sleep, her physical strength gradually wasting away until the end. Maybe she also had maladaptive daydreaming...
I'm in the past, in "non-existent" time, and in the future, but not in the present.
When I'm in a memory, I feel everything as if it's happening now: I feel the wind, the sun warming me, I hear sounds, I sense distant memories. Everything seems alive, colorful. My memory is very bad and all of this is also made up, but it is still more vivid than the present time.
In reality, I feel almost nothing and it doesn't seem real.
By "non-existent," I mean memories that never existed, but they still feel very real. I look at other people's photos and feel like I'm there. I can hyperfocus and spend hours looking at photos on Pinterest, living a life that's not mine. This time and memories do not exist, but I seem to live other people's lives in an indefinite time.
I'm in the future where my friends left me, where my relatives have died, and I've become indifferent to my hobbies. Sometimes I see what will happen after I die. I see how things will remind me of ex-friends, how the apartment will change when a family member dies. It's as if I'm already there. As a child, I cried for those who were still alive.
But my present is empty.
Like today 😃😃👍👍👍 why can't I force myself to sleep.... I didn't even notice what time it is now when I play