My ball was blue. It’s one of those dog toy soft bouncy ones. Table is rectangular, wood, with a light colored stain that’s well polished. A man casually slaps the ball and I hear the sound that type of ball makes as it bounces without much force. It bounced once off the table, then off the wall onto the floor where it did the dribble bounce off the tile in the kitchen until coming to rest on the carpet in the living room. None of what I see is related to my house.

If I really wanted to, I can vanish into this world I’ve built for the ball. I can get lost, staring out a window or something while not actually seeing anything because I’m in my head. I have hyperphantasia. It’s seen more often than aphantasia, but it’s not exactly common. It’s very useful for creative endeavors, but has a lot of pitfalls; usually involving spacing out at inopportune times.

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Rubenesque didn’t seem to apply.

What a total waste of incredible cosmic power! Tell me oh rotund and couch astride sorcerer; why focus on such shitty, spammy schools of magic?

Grifters grifting grifters in a death spiral of enormous scale.

It fundamentally can’t. Humanity has seen plenty of miserable rich folks to know the innate truth of that.

I use it for things that can be talked about for ages, but nothing can be changed about them. I don’t use it to terminate discussion, but more of a well understood quick hand for acceptance and sometimes resignation.

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Children of time, but as a scifi miniseries.

Because a huge chunk of the story is wandering the gorgeous, but empty desert with a bunch of psycho killers. Occasionally that group commits grisly large scale harvesting of passable scalps to sell off to bigger towns with a scalp trade. Sometimes one of them, usually the judge, will commit a little extra horrific crime against humanity as a treat for themselves. The “good guy” isn’t exactly someone to root for either. It’s a story with muddy, dark morals and an ending that’ll bum out a lot of folks. No happy days here.

I loved the story and would watch a well done movie about it. I highly doubt that’ll happen. To do it right is to include almost all of the horror of what these people are, which would be a lot of money on effects that will anger a ton of people due to what they portray. It’s not that it’s unadaptable. It’s that it would be a slow burn movie with brief, hyper violent hollowing out of small villages including baby smashing. It’s slow, mean, and ends in a way that’ll have you stare off into space feeling a little bad about the nature of humanity. Not a very profitable idea for a movie.

I once had a Christmas day post blow up and become top of the day from a stupid pic I uploaded. I wonder if some of those comments or a weird version of that pic will pop up. Anyone that had similar things happen should keep their eye out. Anything that blew up probably gets a bit more weight.

Oh God, cumbox! All of cumbox is in there. I wonder what kind of unrelated search could summon up that bit of fuzzy fun?

I have both an inner voice and strong imagery. I cannot imagine any other way. I assume that people on the opposite end would see my mind as massive chaos though.

Why wouldn’t they? They are, after all, the craven whores who thirst for corporate donor cock.

Yes.

Once planet Vaporeon gets the invite, it’s all over for us.

I would have been that boyfriend. I always saw women like the right as more attractive and sexual than women like the left. It would infuriate a couple of my friends because I was a pretty boy who had the attention of women they found more appropriate, but I could never get them to understand that those women were like background extras to me in dating terms. It’s not even something I willfully do, it just feels natural and correct to want a bbw vixen.

What is this, a meme for Mormons?

I feel exactly the same about the billionaires.

I’m totally sure you did bud. Enjoy supporting fascism in the next election.