Mixed Media // Politicians can eat an important dick

Hey. Hi. Hello.

Tru dat. Let us bookpost.

Fig. 01a. -- The Tower (XVI)

This is FANTASTIC and I will be throwing monies at it:

Fig. 02a. -- Me

I hear tell it started as a webcomic, and I will probably be checking that biz out -- but regardless, I will be throwing the monies and I encourage you to do so as well, post haste.

This was really interesting -- it's ostensibly about a death at a Buddhist retreat but it kind of takes on America's fascination with "eastern mysticism," and just...dude, all kinds of stuff, ok. You got yourself some crazy pseudo-Tibetan-splitoff-cult true crime story going, you got some geology and history of Arizona, some Tibetan history, some stuff about violent Buddhist schisms, this thing called "lung" I'd never heard of? Madame Blavatsky? Geronimo? Some ritual stabbing? Many thiiiiiings.

I thought this was really cool, even though it was technically a quote within the book:

Twenty-seven million years ago a small cone of congealed magma built up on a weak point in the earth's crust and stuck in the ground like a cork just two miles south of the valley that Diamond Mountain now occupies. Countless centuries of continental movements and subterranean lava flows pushed upward against the plug until the pressure was released in an explosion of volcanic ash and magma a thousand times more powerful than the eruption at Mount St. Helens. The hot cloud darkened the globe and robbed plants in faraway Indonesia and Germany of sunlight and caused chaos in global weather patterns for decades. For Southeast Arizona, this might as well have been the moment of creation.
The cataclysm erased any trace of what came before it. The mountain's once-mighty peak collapsed in an instant into a twelve-mile-wide volcanic crater that now descends almost a mile into the earth at its deepest point. Ash that settled outside of ground zero left behind a Mars-like landscape. Over the following eons ice, wind, and excoriating sun sculpted the softer minerals away and left behind improbable rock shapes. Spires of hardened magma that resemble carefully stacked pebbles, called hoodoos, can soar hundreds of feet into the air. At the heart of the caldera, their trunklike pinnacles form a forest of rock pillars.

Me: what the fuuuuuuuuuuuck

This happened?!

Fig. 03. -- Giants, advancing.

How indeed

"You a fan of the pikachu?" "Uhh..."

"I'm gonna say hiii to the guyyy with the kniiiife! Hi!"

My brain tried to destroy me again last night/this morning with its migraine powers, but I valiantly fought it with pills and hydration -- and I'll probably be crashing early tonight, too. Other things are also dumb and I am just... so very tired of thinking about everything. Or anything. I hope I can actually fucking sleep tonight. Alright, I'm done. Look at this damn wallaby while I play us out with hip-hop and xylophones.

Fig. 04. -- Wallaby (Wallabus Weaboosis)

Cape Town Cape Town

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