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Because I suddenly reappeared to mourn the death of our beloved green-eared hobgoblin, an explanation of my absence for anyone who cares:

So I've been away for a good long while.  I love and miss everyone on here, and the fandoms we share, and the sense of community we have.  I miss the ridiculous fanart and the beautiful fanart, I miss the .gifs and analyses, I miss reading and writing fics, and I miss mutually screaming over obscure trivia with like-minded souls.  I might even dive in again one day!

But a year or two back (whenever it was I went AWOL) I realized tumblr was kind of toxic for me.  I started feeling like a rat pushing the reward/meth button over and over to get a little burst of pleasure, to the exclusion of doing actually rewarding things in meatspace.  It didn't help that at the time, my personal meatspace was less than appealing.  Basically, the way this website works on a fundamental level enables something inside of me that scares me to death.

So I kind of quit cold turkey, and I've been doing really well.  I have a job I enjoy, family and friends I love, and a much better sense of self than a year or two ago.  On the other hand, I feel like I've lost most of my creative juice, which is something I still need to work on.  

But at least once a week I think about Trek, and all my beautiful trekkies our fandom allowed me to "meet" here, and I hope everyone is doing as well as I've been lately.

<3

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Leonard Nimoy has died at 83. This was his final tweet. Live long and prosper.

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I am the soft stars that shine at night.

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rest in peace, our cute and sweet honorary grandfather! 

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you have been, and always shall be, our friend.

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We are assembled here today to pay final respects to our honored dead. And yet it should be noted that in the midst of our sorrow, this death takes place in the shadow of new life, the sunrise of a new world, a world that our beloved comrade gave his life to protect and nourish. He did not feel that sacrifice a vain or empty one… and we will not debate his profound wisdom at these proceedings. Of my friend, I can only say this. Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, …his was the most …human.

He created hope and love in all of us, and gave this generation and so many more to come a vision that we can all better ourselves. Those words apply to Leonard Nimoy greatly. Wise, and very human. R.I.P Leonard Nimoy.

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(via astronautjameskirk)

(via waldorph, waldorph, zlot)

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I grieve with thee.

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yes, let us give thanks

there is gay erotic fanfiction about kirk and spock that is older than me

amazing

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A tribute to Kirk and Spock’s epic wordless conversations 

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I’m watching an episode of TOS where Spock is explaining something clearly and precisely to the rest of the away team (including Jim) and Jim is listening to him, watching him with the most un-deniable look of adoration in his eyes, gazing with love and respect.

It’s so beautiful.

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I HAVE GIVEN UP ON TRYING TO RESIST THE FANART……

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I AM CRYING. I IAM ACTUALLY CRYING

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I just wouldn’t want the agenda to be … whether it’s a heterosexual relationship or a homosexual relationship, to tell a story that was, that felt distracting from part of the purpose of the story is. So I’m in complete open-minded, you know, I’m interested in finding a way to do that but it’s almost like, it’s a tricky thing, because it’s the right thing to do and sometimes so is a story about something that also has some kind of meaning but do it and if it in a way that doesn’t feel like you’re doing it in order to make that point because then it’s almost a disservice. Because then it feels like “oh that stupid distracting subplot about you know, you know, that minority. Or those people… ” 

Oh...

But having Kirk wake up in bed with two cat women, randomly hit on some women walking into Starfleet HQ, check out Carol Marcus against her wishes, and not remember some kind of past encounter with Chapel wasn't "distracting" or doing anything a "disservice."

wow i finally got around to reading that post detailing dumb shit jj & co have said and this article is the last fucking straw i mean god damn fuck jj abrams wow i’m so mad

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The Death of Marat (by Jacques-Louis David, 1793) is a favorite of mine. Dukat used just because of his conveniently rhyming name, though I’m sure many people would be happy to stab him while he moisturizes his scales in the tub.