Personal blog. They/them or she/her. I try to tag pretty much everything, but if you want something tagged, just let me know. Ask is always open for comments or conversation! Currently listening to TMA for the first time. My musings on it are tagged "is this liveblogging?"
you know what i need??? more myth and superstition in scifi.
give me starship captains like the sailors of old, weathered and wary of the vast beast that is deep space, who religiously keep their own personal traditions and rituals to appease her and guide their ships safely through her vast depths.
give me wide-eyed ensigns eagerly drinking in tales of great creatures of the void, space whales and other more malevolent leviathans, dismissed as tall tales by more cynical cadets who only trust the sense of their own eyes.
give me whispered accounts of ghost vessels, lost long ago in great battles across the universe, populated by a literal skeleton crew.
give me a space bermuda triangle.
give me a universe as cold and unfathomable as the ocean, and no less mysterious and forboding.
I went to the doctor because there was an eye in my knee, right underneath my skin. I was sitting in his office and since he didn’t know what to do, I took a scalpel and cut open my knee. Sure enough, instead of my kneecap there was a bright green eye there, staring at me.
NEOWISE of the North : After local midnight on July 14 comet NEOWISE was still above the horizon for Goldenrod, Alberta, Canada, just north of Calgary, planet Earth. In this snapshot it makes for an awesome night with dancing displays of the northern lights. The long-tailed comet and auroral displays are beautiful apparitions in the north these days. Both show the influence of spaceweather and the wind from the Sun. Skygazers have widely welcomed the visitor from the Oort cloud, though C/2020 F3 (NEOWISE) is in an orbit that is now taking it out of the inner Solar System. via NASA
my mom, dead in the middle of a conversation, slams on the breaks in the middle of a country road so she can pull over and take a picture of all these cows running for cover from the rain and adsfkjlfkdjg and thi dskfjfgj
I and a group of random people were wanted by the police because we knew the location of some treasure (we didn’t, really). The dream ended after we found that treasure.
Months (if not years) later, I had the same dream, and halfway through I said, “Wait! I had this dream before! I know where it is!” And proceeded to head straight to the treasure hideout to get it out.