Kistaro Windrider @kistaro@dragon.style

I genuinely feel weird using binary pronouns for people at this point

my gender is, and remains, 🐉

This seems like as good a time as any to remind folks that I'm otherkin. I don't need to preface this with some explanation about how identity is all in your head and is whatever you make it; my cosmology allows for past and parallel incarnations, a universe that we can only begin to glimpse at from over here while physically incarnate on earth, and allows souls to acquire a form - which does not have to match their incarnation. I am a dragon, I have been a dragon for aeons, and I will continue to be a dragon after this planet's star burns no more.

None of us are bound to any one place or time forever. Incarnation is transitory, but souls are eternal; a consciousness is an indivisible spark of will and experience, but it has no power to act or experience anything on its own; incarnation is the only way out of an insensate hell. (Or an insensate nirvana, if you are better at keeping company with only yourself than I am.) Incarnation is, to a first approximation, recursive; I am a soul, incarnated as a complicated crystalline being of fractal nature that exists alongside itself in a multitude of places and times, which again incarnates to experience and explore forms of the universe that it cannot exist in, which incarnate and reincarnate subject to local forces and whatever passes for "metaphysics" (or just plain physics) wherever it happens to be. What else is there to do, but unwind the mysteries of the universe? We're here, we might as well figure out what "here" is.

Most of the time, I incarnate in something that at least resembles a dragon, for reasons of comfort and personal preference. This was *supposed* to be a sapient lizard planet but apparently my copy of the Hitchhiker's Guide was sixty-five million years out of date, so I've made do with the species that at least has smartphones. I can exfiltrate some brilliant works of engineering, electronics, and reinventing the process of logic for the benefit of machines - pure machines, with no souls, engaging in reasoning! Few places have laws of physics so strict that there's no easier way to do it, leading to spectacular development in large-scale mathematics and hyperminiaturized electronics, all of which can be re-applied to places that don't *need* it so didn't develop it, but could use it.

So perhaps I'm a little "old-school" by local standards, because not a word of this is figurative. I have beliefs that I freely agree are unusual, and a self-consistent and unusual cosmology to match. I read Tarot (although I'm badly out of practice) and am reasonably convinced that it works, when applied well. My consciousness is not primarily local, although it's running on a monkey meat computer that I'm not entirely happy with (but who is?) but I make it work and I know it's doing its best.

I neither require nor expect people around me to believe that my view of the universe, and my place in it, and my nature, is accurate. I believe it to be accurate, however, and I will not make psychological excuses for why; it is a reflection of the sum of what I am and have experienced and perceived; it is not abstract.

BattleBots makes me enthusiastic to fold laundry

I have dental floss picks at my desk

I successfully replaced nervously biting my fingernails with nervously picking at my teeth with dental floss

I am now in the best dental hygiene of my life

at some point, I fell into “just trying to deal with the next day in front of me” mode and never escaped it, which is why I haven’t been around at all. dunno how to escape.

I forgot about tea I was making and it steeped for four hours and the result is this kind of oil slick on it

Not drinking it - because it’s too late in the day for caffeine now!

I just spent the last six hours playing Stellaris.

oops.

I tried to program my programmable light panels to be vaporwave-y, but actually cast enough white light to use as normal room lighting when I need to see more than just my monitor

I wound up creating a trans pride color scheme. Oh wellllll~

Maybe I should keep my lights brighter in my computer room in the evenings.

Finished the ink in a fountain pen, time to try a new sample!

After cleaning the residual ink from the previous sample out first, of course, so now my bathroom sink looks like I murdered a Smurf.

I think the best feature of the “divot” in the middle of an IKEA Fredde is how friendly it is to clamp-on keyboard trays, for those of us too short to actually use an IKEA Fredde as intended. I should have installed a cheap clamp-on tray years ago

Good morning! It is 1/21/21.

Joe Biden is President of the United States of America. Kamala Harris is Vice-President.
The Democratic Party controls The House, The Senate, and The Presidency.

Have a nice day!

I usually fill my Hobonichi Techo pages but I think I want to leave this one with only this.

It’s an optimistic sentiment, but a little optimism can be okay sometimes.

every time you masturbate, your skeleton masturbates

A programming language where all the flow control constructs look identical to various dialects of source control merge conflict markers