#Humanx

[vintagerpg]

Picking a random GURPS book to round out the week and landed on the sourcebook for Humanx (1987). I have a lot of fondness for this cover, by Michael Whelan, even while having no real notion of Alan Dean Foster’s Humanx Commonwealth. Turns out it is a pretty good distillation of the core concept.

The books are about, well, the Humanx Commonwealth, which is an intergalactic political body created through the partnership of humans the the mantis-like Thranx. It seems a rather optimistic sort of arrangement, with both species advancing farther symbiotically than the might have otherwise on their own. There are other sorts of aliens as well, including the lizardy, militaristic AAnn, whose empire is the Commonwealth’s primary antagonists. There’s high technology and ships and psionics (I believe this is the first attempt by the system to tackle mental powers, even), lots of setting information (there are apparently a large number of stories to draw on!) and a starter adventure.

I really like it! I find a lot of RPG sci-fi seems pessimistic in character, so this is pretty refreshing, more in line with Star Trek or even Iain Banks’ Culture. Yet another instance of GURPS inspiring me to track down some novels.

[cantsayidont]

1987. GURPS roleplaying game supplement based on a series of Alan Dean Foster novels about an ultimately symbiotic alliance between humans and an insectoid species called Thranx. This cover painting was done by Michael Whelan for the 1982 Del Rey edition of Foster's novel NOR CRYSTAL TEARS, which describes first contact between human and Thranx from the perspective of a Thranx called Ryo (Ryozenzuzex).

[vitrinanorte]

[robpegoraro]

Weekly output: 5G platforms, AI in financial services, AI and supply chains, Kamala Harris on AI, AI infrastructure, Gmail's AI calendar integration, Android 16, AI and information security

[dbloom]

I've been at the vast HumanX AI conference the past couple of days. Despite the stock market's mayhem, lots of money and confidence around AI's future. I talked onstage with King Willonius, the comedian/writer/creator behind last year's AI-driven viral hit 'BBL Drizzy' that turned him into a Time 100 person, among much else. Lovely guy, and lots to talk about in moving from long-time YouTube creator to an intentional curator of AI-generated possibilities that can become new kinds of entertainment. The conversation should be available on the HumanX site today. I have another panel this afternoon with CEOs from PicsArt and Stability AI, and Wyclef Jean concert tonight.

[youthchronical]

'As high as kite': Kamala Harris' latest appearance slammed as she talks about Doritos - The Times of India

Kamala Harris spoke about Doritos as she was talking about innovation and social media users though she was drunk. Amid speculations over Kamala Harris‘ next political plunge, the former vice president was again trolled for her recent appearance at the HumanX AI Conference as she talked about innovation but then linked her speech with an anecdote about Doritos which social media users found…

[theflyingpimphat]

April 2025

Chasing the Moon; The August Few: Amygdala; Dragonslayer; Sentenced to Prism; To be Taught if Fortunate

Chasing the Moon, A. Lee Martinez

Language: English

Synopsis: Agreeing into an apartment deal too good to be true, Diana finds herself trapped in it as the warden for Vom the Hungering, her only options to guard the entity forever or to be eaten by him. She finds a third option (using the food-generating fridge to distract Vom and escape), but is now stuck in an existence full of weirdness, with her also gaining the ability to have her more or less conscious wishes affecting her surroundings. Her new life consists of aiding the apartment complex' janitor in stopping multiple ends of the world on a regular basis, collecting more monstrous roommates which are attracted to her presence and wreak havoc, and encountering a woman similar to her, with her "monster" being a most normal-looking but highly unsettling man. It turns out he is a manifestation of the consciousness of Fenris, the second moon in the sky of this weird new world that chases the regular moon, about to merge and leave the universe, tearing it apart in the process. Diana manages to influence Fenris' consciousness enough that he remembers after merging, slipping out with minimal disturbance. Diana continues with her life as a warden, using the absence of the moon as an outlet to her powers by simulating a replacement.

Review: It was nice to read a book by one of my favourite authors again; they're slightly formulaic with an universe-destroying horror playing a role at the climax fairly often, but the sense of humour is great.

The August Few: Amygdala, Sam Fennah

Language: English

Synopsis: It all starts out with Lucy Lacemaker throwing a fit and accidentally burning a dollhouse down: she has to leave that part of town and start her life somewhere else, weaselling herself into the position of a journalist. At the same time, the fire as well as the killing of a dollmaker are making rounds as ever-developing rumors, forcing several people in higher positions to act prematurely. One of them is Methusa, who was responsible for bringing the substance into circulation, which burnt down the dollhouse and which had been found in the dollmaker's shop. The inkhouse in which Lucy has found her job is also roped into producing the substance, which turns out to be medicine, able to temporary reverse ailments or speed up healing. It is part of a plan to overthrow the current meritocratic government and turn it into something more compassionate, where simple mistakes will not lead to death. The plan is planned to be revealed at the end-of-year carnival and the debate with Locket on this topic, but due to Methusa being betrayed by one of those who pretended to be her ally, where Lucy played a crucial role in falsifying some documents in order to pull her own head and those of her friends out of the noose, the plan fails and Methusa is publicly executed. While Lucy's friends still have to flee, she herself gets into the possession of an old bar, which she plans to turn into an inkhouse with herself as the chief editor.

Review: This doorstopper was hard to summarize, because of the sheer amount of content it covers, and only the first book in a planned series of eight. The plot is complex and interwoven, standing out with its core premise of exploring hard topics like meritocracy, social darwinism and similar in a non-judging manner, encouraging the readers to think and come to their own conclusions rather than thinking for them. The world is best described as bizarre, where light is a detritivorous lifeform and gravity is more a material trait that allows walls to be treated as additional floors and have water flow on ceilings. The inhabitants, while looking fairly mundane for the most part, are similarly strange, reproducing like xenomorphs and treating beheading like a minor inconvenience. Those inhabitants are included as illustrations between the chapters. The main issue I had with the book was the number of spelling mistakes, all of the type of having a word written as a similar, existing word (like "rips" instead of "ribs"), making it look like the typo checking was mostly done automatically.

Dragonslayer, William King

Language: German (Der Hort des Drachen)

Synopsis: After successfully raiding a dungeon, the ensemble around Gotrek and Felix fly across the chaos desert on their airship, having to take a detour to free a stronghold of a Skaven siege where its leader Thanquol wants to take the airship for himself. The Skaven army is nearly eradicated, Thanquol survives and is rejoined by his now-mutated underling Lurk, who seems to be less inclined to follow his orders. The airship continues, to be attacked by a massive dragon, requiring it to land in a nearby dwarven stronghold, from where they plan to slay the dragon, who has terrorized the area. A number of dwarves seeking fortune and/or a glorious death join them; on their way, they fight an orc horde and nearly avoid getting into the trap of human bandits, angering both of them. They fight the dragon in his cave, who has been gravely injured in the attack on the airship, with Felix landing the killing blow with his magic sword. Both the orcs and the bandits have gathered around the cave, forcing them to fight themselves out and having to detonate the cave, burying the dragon's hoard.

Review: A fairly out-of-the-mill fantasy story that would probably have been better if I've read the series from the start rather than grabbing a random book. Thanquol was a fun character because of his Ayn-Rand-sized ego and especially the fight scenes were interestingly written because they covered multiple points of view on both sides. One rather silly thing was how the suicide attack of one of the dwarves on the dragon was repeatedly viewed as the dragon having killed him by another character.

Sentenced to Prism, Alan Dean Foster

Language: English

Synopsis: Evan Orgell gets sent by his company to a recently-discovered habitable planet which the company wants to establish itself on for profit, but contact with the research team has been lost for some time. The life on this planet is mostly silicate-based and arriving at the station, he sees it had been destroyed with nearly everyone being dead and partially consumed by the native life. Following the signal of the only presumed survivor, his mech suit gets destroyed and he has to continue on foot, running into a native lifeform that turns out to be sapient and living in a complex collective with specialized shapes. Several of them accompany him on the search for the survivor, replacing parts of his body with more efficient silica partially as a non-consensual gift, partially out of necessity. The last survivor's signal leads them to an odd creature that merges itself with the life around it and get captured, nearly getting absorbed before they get saved by a laser cutting them out. The laser belongs to the survivor, a woman who got half of her body replaced by silica after getting crushed by a tree. At first, she wants to kill Evan before realizing he is not the traitor from the team, who is the actual reason for everyone on the station being dead. They return to the station, where the rival company the traitor belonged to had already taken hold, getting captured.As they are able to communicate with the native intelligent lifeform through radio signals, they manage to call for a rescue mission that forces the invaders to flee.

Review: Easily one of the author's stranger ecosystems, where the silica-based organisms function more like solar-powered machines and the native intelligent lifeform thinks as strangely as it looks (at least the one the main character was interacting with, since the planet has multiple). The plot was simple, as the focus was the protagonist surviving in a strange world, but the twist at the end was good.

To be Taught if Fortunate, Becky Chambers

Language: English

Synopsis: Four astronauts from a crowd-funded project fly to a system with four supposedly life-bearing planets/moons to catalogize the life there and send their findings back to Earth. The regular news updates they receive from Earth suddenly stop and years later, they get a transmission from a similar research project that has returned, telling that there are no more non-automatic signals coming from Earth or its surroundings, suggesting that technology either got fried by a solar flare of everyone got killed by a nearby supernova; they never receive a concrete answer. With this uncertainty of a safe return, the astronauts decide that after concluding the research, they will go into stasis and wait for a signal from Earth telling them to return or to continue research on a system further away, accepting their death if there is no answer at all.

Review: I've read this mostly to check if the author has gotten over her plotphobia (not the case, but at least with a premise that lends itself better to a mostly plotless book). While the science has significantly improved, there are still some critical research failures like dating the first human spaceflight to 2025, classifying sea cucumbers as cnidarians or completely missing the main reason why life would choose a specific chirality of its molecules. The depicted aliens were fairly good and surely would have been better if the scientists studying them would actually do it scientifically rather than in a style resembling a primary schooler field trip. With these shortcomings in mind, this book was written in a notably condescending way; I'm reading Project Hail Mary right now, which has thematic similarities without being told in a "the readers are morons" fashion.

Monthly book reviews: 2025

Reviews of 2024: https://www.tumblr.com/theflyingpimphat/772473279372017664/december-2024-the-obelisk-gate-spiderlight-myth?source=share

To reduce my book pile of shame, I do short reviews of the books read every month, as part of the reading challenge is to finish at least two a month. The books read and reviewed are mostly sci-fi and fantasy of variable age. The synopses and reviews are put under the cut to preserve space; they also contain spoilers.

January 2025

When Harry met Chunglie: It was Murder; The Return of Nathan Brazil; Player of Games

When Harry met Chunglie: It was Murder, Jack Q. McNeil

Language: English

Synopsis: Chunglie, a cybernetically-augmented, vaguely centipede-like alien wakes up in the cargo department of a spaceship, together with a bunch of other people who turned out to be drugged and locked up there. After they manage to get out of the cargo, they discover that a bunch of people on the ship are dead, and that its course is set to crash into a planet in a few hours. Chunglie and Harry, an investigator whose father didn't want to break with a naming tradition just because he had a daughter, try to find out who was involved in the crime and how to prevent the crash.

Review: A fairly short and amusing murder mystery which I regret to have read after finishing writing the 18. A to Z episode, as it was thematically similar. A lot of the humour stemmed from Chunglie not understanding humans, like asking if they reproduce asexually when noticing there is one person more than previously counted. The clues to who did it were either laid out poorly, or I haven't noticed them properly, considering I don't usually read murder mysteries. I'm certainly excited to see what will follow.

The Return of Nathan Brazil, Jack L. Chalker

Language: German (Rückkehr auf die Sechseckwelt)

Synopsis: Around 700 years after the previous book's events, a mind-controlling microorganism begins to take over the Milky Way's population. A war between the possessed and the uninfected breaks out, brought to an end with a weapon engineered from Zinder's research, which deletes an area of sime-space and everything inside it. While it wins the war, the hole starts to grow and will comsume the entire universe at some time, unless it damages the Wellworld computer and causes its end even earlier. To stop the process, Mavra Chang and Obie have to find Nathan Brazil, the only person who is able to fix the already damaged computer and the spacetime hole. While they manage to find him with the aid of Olympian cultists, he at first refuses to do it, because it would require the computer to be rebooted and with it, the universe would cease to exist. After he is convinved that ending it now and allowing the universe start anew is better than having it end irreparably after a few millenia, the ensemble travels to the Wellworld and undergoes the usual process of being assigned to a random hexagon and being transformed into its native intelligent species. Their plan to get Brazil to the Well of Souls involves the world being flooded with the cultists, which leads to the natives defending themselves against the new arrivals, ultimately ending with Brazil's death.

Review:

The ending of the book makes it pretty obvious that the story stretches over two ooks, even more obviously than the last two books. The Wellworld was visited lately in the book, but it was nice to see how the galaxy looks like for a change.

Player of Games, Iain M. Banks

Language: English

Synopsis: Partially because of boredom, partially because of being blackmailed by a drone after having been talked into cheating by it, Jernau Gurgeh embarks on a flight to the Azad Empire to compete in the game of Azad, a highly-complex game that determines the rank of those competing in it. At first he is seen as entertaining, but since he keeps winning, there are attempts to stop him, like assassination attempts, coercing him into bets to have him castrated or offering an island complete with an estate and slaves if he drops out. Gurgeh manages to stay in the game up until playing against the emperor, who would rather kill the entire entourage including himself rather than losing; it turns out that he was told Gurgeh's win would mean the Culture would invade the Azad Empire and Gurgeh was essentially used as a gaming piece by the Culture to usher in the Empire's downfall.

Review: A massive improvement compared to Consider Phlebas. On one hand, it finally showed the Culture properly (the author was quite the visionary, predicting deepfakes and health-monitoring smartwatches), on the other hand, it avoided the previous book's shortcomings by not having any overdrawn action sequences, although some scenes did drag. It also lends itself well to analysis: the equality of Azad on paper against the reality where it's rigged in favour of the elite, how people are game pieces in the hands of the mighty, or which factors led to an outsider winning over those playing the game from birth.

[e-vay]

*shyly asking* an Au where Amy is turned human and how their relationship would work?

(I'm not so much fan of the 2006 game(I don't hate it either) but I'm just curious on how would sonic react to Amy being human (you know, because he kissed Elise, he had Madonna as girlfriend, and so on and so forth) and because it's Amy it would be a whole different story. AND most importantly, because I love how you make sonamy so beautifully 😍) love your blog so much!

But if I'm asking too much, you can ignore this message. Thank you for taking your time to read it tho 🥰 have a good rest of your day.

Hi anon, I want to thank you for reaching out to me. I initially wasn't going to answer this because I rather focus on things I do like and not point out things I don't, but I thought this might be a good opportunity for me to make something clear just so others who are curious have a definitive answer as well.

I am very uncomfortable with HumanXSonic ships and, no matter who it is with (even human Amy), I will not draw it. Elise (which I'll still argue: he didn't kiss. she kissed his corpse. he had no say in the matter), Madonna, Sarah -- all of the human-or-humanoidxSonic ships make me so uncomfortable.

The only humanX"mobian" ship I ever liked was Rouge X Topaz but I don't have intentions of drawing that either.

My answer is not meant to embarrass or shame you at all. Anyone can like or ship what they want and I don't judge you or anyone for it, but humanXSonic ships are not for me.

I am thankful that you like my art/blog and again I'm thankful that you felt comfortable enough with me to ask me this (even if it was anonymously) and I hope that you don't find my response as insulting. I hope you have a great day, too!

[esmeraldacante]

El amor para mí es esa cosa ciega , luminosa y horrorosa a la que nos vemos atraidxs a sentir. Brilla en la oscuridad; dándonos la esperanza de sentirnos humanxs amadxs. Pero no vemos el filo de sus dientes, ese que se esconde detrás del destello. Estamos a merced, rendidos. Nos hará sentir, reír, bailar, incluso inspirarnos a ser mejores. Pero saldrán de allí también el dolor, los celos, el odio y la supervivencia individual. Una dualidad que baila con la música de la cotidianidad , la monotonia y el desconsuelo de no ser adivinxs del futuro .

Y tú ¿Estás dispuestx a ir hacia la luz ?

Esmeralda Cante.

[lensman-arms-race]

*CRAWLS INTO YOUR INBOX LIKE I AM HOLDING CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION* LENS. I HAD A DREAM AND I WANNA SHARE IT WITH YA. Okay, it's not directly affiliated with Skibidi Toilet...BUT!

I had a dream where a human was transported/summoned into a primarily robot populated world. These robots have no concept of flesh or organic bits, as they are made from electricity and metal, but they have lifeforces of their own. They think the human is completely alien and like an eldritch horror in a small way, to which they are, and their world of understanding is compromised. Like, they live in a metal/robotic world with metal trees, robotic lifeforms, ect. The human sticks out like a major sore thumb and is pretty much at the mercy of these curious robots that called them to their world to care for their very organic needs. In return, they have to endure tests, sample taking, and other things as they are explored by their curious captors. The human doesn't come to harm, as they are far too precious to destroy (as the human isn't really threatening nor hostile), so they are given caretakers to make sure the human is living comfortably enough. These robot people can be object heads, legit robots, and AI's. There's quite a variety to their appearances. I won't know what the end goal of this dream was, but the human was given a habitat to live in and was treated as a major lab secret, as the robot staff members try to understand the ways of flesh and bones of the being they pulled from another plane of existence via their confidential lab experiment. The head of the lab team was even a TV unit looking robot, with multiple arms and screens all jutting out from their sides. It was like Polycephaly...but not?

SORRY FOR DROPPING THIS IN YOUR INBOX, BUT I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU!

Hell yeah!

This is reminding me a little of Alan Dean Foster's Humanx novels, which I haven't read but I totally should become the concept is so good! The humans meet an alien civilisation called the Thranx, who are human-sized bug people. Each civilisation is amazed at the existence of the other: the humans' calculations determined that an arthropod couldn't exist at that size because its exoskeleton would collapse, and the Thranx's calculations showed that an endoskeletal creature couldn't exist at that size because its flesh would fall off its bones! The two species become pals and form a society collectively called the Humanx. It sounds as though the robots in the dream are baffled that a creature made of meat could even exist!

Actually, this is also reminding me of Robots the Dreamworks movie. Everything is robots down to the wildlife! :D

[thalassicthirtyeight]

no clue what qualificationx a "boywife" xuggextx but youre always welcome to be an honorary member if im axked

it would have been so cool if you were a pirate

ARRIAR — "Hahaha. Yeah.. but I'm a legislacerator through and through."

[v-vs-s]

el relativismo extremo, la máquina, el azar contextual y la culpa de existir

la música distorsionada y mecánica se encarga de calmar mi ansiedad fuera de control, los estímulos , pensamientos y emociones que me rompen, se transforman en nostalgia y sacos de recuerdos vacíos que se pierden en la inmensidad del horizonte

mis acciones y pensamientos no están alineados, de hecho, diametralmente chocan generando ondas que podrían derrumbar países enteros, convertir en ruinas lo que antes fueron grandes núcleos de vida y riqueza, los ojos como pozos podrían derretir a veces la propia lava, podrían quemar un ejército de autómatas preparados para matar

relativizar y acudir a la lógica y lo coherencia, temporalmente, calma el frenesí al que me llevan las emociones, al que me lleva la experiencia, el trastorno y la distorsión, los estímulos negativos que intenté evitar durante años ahora saliendo del armario y se agruparon en busca de su confrontamiento, en busca de una solución

entiendo que de puertas afuera, mucha gente pensará de mí muchísimas cosas, como que soy una persona estúpida, que se ha dejado llevar, que no es responsable, que no es consciente, que no es funcional, que no es humana, que no está dentro del sistema, que no pertenece a nada, y casi todas esas afirmaciones probablemente sean ciertas

pero esto no es un simple problema de pertenencia, aceptación de la realidad o falta de afecto, va mucho más allá, va de la forma en la que interpreto los hechos, las emociones, los procesos racionales, y ello se entremezcla formando un conjunto que no funciona en sintonía, algo se rompió hace mucho y no es identificable de momento el desperfecto

siento que hay una grieta cada vez mayor entre mi existencia y la de otros que me rodean, que nos pasan cosas distintas, que sentimos cosas distintas, que mi sensibilidad, empatía, pensamiento, funciona de una forma distinta en muchos casos (ni mejor ni peor), y que esto ha sido así desde que se manifestó en la adolescencia

me dicen con sus actos y sus palabras que aprender a vivir es endurecerse, es adaptarse a otrxs, es poner los pies en el suelo, pero quién tiene las llaves de la jaula, quién tiene las verdades universales que llevamos milenios buscando y que nadie queremos aceptar, que muy probablemente, no existan?

ya es prácticamente una década, de sufrimiento, de soledad, de falta de experiencias, de una huida constante del mundo, de mi propia imagen y de mis vivencias, y ni siquiera tuve derecho a querer dejar de ser, siempre pensé en lo que ellxs sentirían si hiciera eso

siempre acabé cayendo en lo que sabía que acabaría matándome en este mundo, en contentar a los demás, en verme reflejado constantemente en esas cuencas vacías que me juzgaban y en el fondo no les importaba, y reconozco que eso ha sido uno de los grandes problemas

pero esto al final solo es una consecuencia de mi propia visión, de los miles de reflejos personales que capto como motivo de este malestar y esta falsa esperanza en mí, de no permitirme respirar cuando es la fuente de mi vida, de asfixiarme no siendo necesario, de flagelarme aún no siendo religioso, pero el resquicio supongo que se mantiene, o incluso elementos humanos de otra índole

e incluso cuando uno intenta expresar su mundo, intentar ser escuchado, intenta conectar los puntos de unión en busca de un enlace, recibe un rechazo sistemático e instantáneo, un chispazo que incendia todo su sistema de alarma, un incendio que, en cuestión de segundos, combustiona el trabajo de semanas, meses o años

es ese momento en el que reconoces que no ves humanxs, que todas las esperanzas, los ideales, las ilusiones mentales, que has formado durante muchos años, vuelven a mostrarte , una vez más, lo iluso y alejado que estás de la no-violencia y del equilibrio, de las cosas que diste por sentado de la sociedad, de la humanidad, de relaciones personales cercanas y en general de todo lo que has ido adquiriendo

eso poco a poco te transforma, te insensibiliza, al menos en tus relaciones de cualquier tipo, te hace sentir cada vez menos, comienza a fallecer gente cercana, cada vez te duele menos, te importa menos, te afecta menos, ya no solo porque hayas imaginado cosas que no le deseas a nadie, una fuente ilimitada de pensamientos e ideas negativas brutales, sino que además, te has alimentado de toda esa apatía, desidia, y se han ido apagando tus sistemas, tus deseos, tu fuego

así uno sigue en una disonancia palpable con los rodapiés de acero, con ese sonido mecánico imparable, con ese gran corazón artificial que debe seguir sean cuales sean las consecuencias

a mí ya me da todo un poco igual, solo soy una sombra de lo que fui, uno de esos de la otra orilla, esos que entre la niebla se camuflan y se pierden en una nube difusa de conceptos, recuerdos y rostros ajenos

no hay salvación el que aparta la mano, para el que no entiende, ni para el muerto

[chessyre]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ A nadie le interesan las ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ experiencias ajenas

Escuchame bien, no necesitas esa mierda de "motivación" ajena, esos estereotipos de creer que al leer lo que le suceden a otrxs te llegase a suceder algún dia, y para AHI! SI JUSTO AHI!, "Algún día" no existe, el tiempo no existe, es una mierda que no es constante, no es lineal, y solo se usa para que lxs humanxs midan e categorizen su vida. No la NUESTRA, porque somos materia en un multiverso, nuestra conciencia coexiste en miles de universos a la vez mientras lees esto, ¿crees que no puedes hacerlo como ellos aHORA?, pues dejame decirte, que solamente te limitas y tratas de tomar el camino difícil. Deja de leer esa mierda y empieza cambiar tú enfoque, al final del dia tú eres el único culpable que redirige su atención en ello, polémicas, escandalos, y gente que puede o no mentir sobre ello por un simple like. Te necesitas a ti, escuchate a ti, usa tus límites a tu favor, no encontra. Te lo digo como alguien que ha estado años en esto, y ojalá me lo hubieran dicho antes.

─ׅ─ׄ─★─ׄ─ׅ─ׄ─★─ׄ─ׅ─ׄ─★─ׄ─ׅ─ׄ─ׄ─★

[lu-ego-del-fuego]

Métodos de adivinación del presente por medio de residuos. Laberintos concéntricos que destilan vapores sulfúricos.

¿Qué se puede aprender del azaroso mundo de las marcas?

El espacio es infinitamente hermoso, pero también hostil para les humanxs.

Creo que habito un mundo, hostil, hermoso a la vez.

Que me deja signos. Le de-vuelvo pues, significados.

......

Leandro agregó señalando la segunda foto:

"- Éste parece un patito."

[robpegoraro]

I'm sitting out SXSW

One of the conferences I've most enjoyed going to isn't on my calendar this year--because of other conferences. #firstworldproblems

The second weekend of this March will not treat me to a few things that have been constants in my late-winter business travel since 2012: a taco- and BBQ-centric diet, the squawks of grackles, panel FOMO, and sore feet from walking up and down the streets of Austin. I’m breaking that streak of covering SXSW in person (including moderating panels at this conference in 2012 and 2019) not because…

[zzxvletters]

Permítete sentir enojo, tristeza, alegría, miedo y si deseas, llora. Todo eso no te hace débil, al contrario, te hace más humanx.

Y recuerda que, ninguna emoción es más buena o mala que la otra, todas son bienvenidas, y si en algún momento sientes que pierdes el control, habla con alguien, ya sea un familiar o un amigo, pero no te guardes nada; puedes buscar ayuda de un/a profesional, para que juntos encuentren las herramientas adecuadas para tu proceso, para que te sientas mejor, ya que es un trabajo mutuo.