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Get your pens, tablets, and keyboards ready for Booster Bash for January 2024! Make something Booster Gold/Blue Beetle related with the prompts below, share under the tag #boostlebash and feel free to make whatever you'd like; art, writing, character thoughts under the theme, anything goes! Week 1 - 1st to 7th: Romcom Week 2 - 8th to 14th: Fairytale Retelling Week 3 - 15th to 21st: Reunion Week 4 - 22nd to 28th: Insecurity Bonus Week 5 - 29th to 31st: Weather/Food

Feel free to share multiple works under each theme.

Let's have fun and celebrate the boys!

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"Les villains, si vous voulez, les héros maléfiques, si vous voulez... J'ai toujours essayé à mettre quelque chose dedans de la tristesse. Inattendue, toujours. Il faut- il faut absolument que le public soit un peu, heu... bouleversé. "Ah! Je n'attendais pas ça avec ce monsieur."

— Sir Christopher Lee, 2001 Bolero interview on Monte Carlo TMC, with Denise Fabre.

(gifs by @david-talks-sw)

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The heaviest weight I carry. 

The heaviest weight I carry I put on before work.

The heaviest weight I carry I put on to see you.

The heaviest weight I unload on you sometimes. 

I always regret it.

Girls paint their heaviest weight on.

Men shave their heaviest weight on.

Hold your breathe.

Try anything.

Drink, drugs, blood.

Just find some brace that can hold you straight.

Enough to bear that heavy weight.

What did I say to you today?

Was it worth saying? 

Heavy weight will you fall with my hair?

Heavy weight will you fall for her who is fair?

Heavy weight fucked me over.

Heavy weight charges fare.

Once I tried some little weights 

Pills of heavy metals.

Once I felt a little hate.

Now I know not to meddle.

What have I done today?

Can you forgive it?

Heavy shit. Fall down. Fall off me.

Heavy weight fall back, you're so unfair.

Heavy weight stroked me kindly.

Heavenly friend, could you stop that? 

Once I puked metal and discharge.

Pill shaped suspenders and bowties.

Enter the day with a big song.

Then I sold some hate.

Now I know not to meddle.

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I am lying bound at the bottom of Van Gogh's well 

I am lying still though I tug at my hands 

I am lying prone under cover in my own hell

I am lying unable, unable to meet your demands

I am clutching little rocks to my chest

You are high on a mountain wind in your hair 

You are high on the mountain but you don't know

You are high on a mountain where you sit and stare

You are high on the mountain because you can't go

You are clutching sleeping dragons while you rest

The sky is turning over 

The world is being sold

The earth is splitting apart

Run little children! 

Run for another galaxy!

Run innocent beasts!

Run from us shakers!

The sky is drenched in clover 

The world costs a marigold

The earth is full of bleeding hearts

Run bent branch

Run before you fall

Run tall reeds

Run before you burn

You are chained to the mountain, face frozen 

You are chained to the mountain, betrayal so deep

You are chained to the mountain, snow ambrosian

You are chained to the mountain.

It sings you to sleep.

You are dropping all your little dragons 'till they float

I am pacing my big black box, feet aflame 

I am pacing my big black box, hands squeezing

I am pacing my big black box, never the same

I am pacing my big black box.

It shows me nothing. 

I am swallowing all my little rocks down my throat.

We, two halves of one whole, can never match.

If your little dragons fly, there's no need to catch.

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Washing our hands

We are not eating.

We are not cooking.

We are not taking shots.

We are not working.

But we must wash our hands again.

Like some original sin, it grows.

It is not the bacteria growing since birth.

Bacteria is not always bad.

Bacteria is not the problem.

It is us.

We are dirty, we are sullied.

We are sin.

You wet your hands.

Ruminate.

What have you done?

Tenderize the mind to bleed your failures this day.

You pump the soap.

Rub.

What's wrong with you?

Salt the brain to draw out meaning behind each flaw.

You lather, scratch, and scrub.

Resist.

How could you?

Sear the neurons to break down toughness and sinew.

Burn it alive.

Burn yourself alive.

You wash yourself down the sink.

Rinse.

Are we clean?

Turn on mother's garbage disposal to drain yourself.

Don't wet your hairshirt brother.

You might get sick.

Look here at my seven tailed "discipline".

How pathetic are us godly?

No religion holds me but I kneel to you stalker.

Sticky toucher grips me.

Sticky toucher scolds me.

I'm sorry again.

I'm sorry for life.

I'm sorry for being me.

I can't wait to be somebody else.

Someone with clean hands.

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There is an obsession with the story of Samson and Delilah in music. Especially given the non religious contexts it's utilized in. Two prevalent examples are "Sampson and Delilah" by the Grateful Dead and "Gouge Away" by the Pixies (possibly my favorite Pixies song). 

(Kim Deal)

To begin I believe the reason why is not because of the folk like or magical nature of the story as it's a cool but mostly generic story: Samson is in love with a woman, he tells her his secrets, she attempts to tie him up using stupid methods he lied about, he decides fck it and tells her the real secret to his strength anyway, she cuts his hair and chains him up, the Philistines come in and gouge his eyes out, he pulls the whole building down thus killing Delilah, his enemies, AND himself. 

I think what people are fascinated with here that sets the story apart is that Samson not only had to be torturously blinded and kill himself just to escape his love for women (because Delilah was not his first wife and a love for women is considered one if his "character flaws" supposedly) but that he likely knew exactly what he was doing when he gave in and told her the truth. Such was his love that he just accepted defeat and so total was his defeat and resignation that it caused the death and ruin of hundreds and his own suicide. 

I'm not religious and I'm not explaining what the text was really about from a biblical standpoint or what parts of this story are accurate depending on what Abrahamic religion and what version or any of that. I'm trying to explain it from the point of view of the kind of people that write songs about it.

Onwards to the Pixies song. So Black Francis definitely wrote this at least primarily about an ex of his who is even referred to as 'Missy Aggravation' in a documentary and I will comment on that first but as I would argue for almost any Pixies song, there's more to it in my opinion (but also absolutely not because Francis literally just throws shit together and doesn't put much effort into lyrics [his words] but can I please just interpret it anyway)

The primary highlight between the Pixies song and my probably flawed reading of Samson and Delilah is the near exhausted repetition of defeat and acceptance in the song saying again and again:

"Gouge away, you can gouge away, stay all day if you want to". 

He's sick, he's tired, he's going blind but he doesn't just accept it, he wants it. Just keep stabbing me in the eyes. Just keep coming. It's okay. 

This is interlaced, in the classic Pixies "loud-quiet-loud" style, with lyrics very heavily  referencing the Samson and Delilah story especially the crooning and seducing of "Missy" as she strokes his locks, and the referencing of torture, spooning the eyes, breaking arms, and chaining him up.

Here's where I would argue there's more to it. So when I listen to this song I feel absolutely fucking entrenched in my own….reluctant acceptance? 

We all make deliberate poor choices. I'm an alcoholic, I make a lot of very deliberate poor choices. But that's not what this is. It's the pathetic feeling of "lying back and taking it" because you've convinced yourself it feels better to be in pain or at very least you have no idea how to fix the problem so you're just fucking sick and mired in it. 

For me it's psychosis and depression. I just would rather stare back at the man in my bathroom and let the voices in my head berate me than even try and comprehend how I would get out of this situation.

I'll lie here awake and stare until it's 9 pm and then I'll get up and go to work. And in the morning I'll let you back in the door so you can put your poker back in my eyes. That's obviously not the typical lifestyle people are resigning to but I would argue at very least a state of stunted mental health is the grounds for most people's miserable but complacent attitude.

But back to the song, hear me out. This "lifestyle resignation" is conveyed in the song as well. It's definitely about his ex but at the same time she is part of his whole life setting which he has allowed to be fucked. I'm not even necessarily talking about Francis here just the storyteller though it's not like he's had a perfect life.

He says "you stroke my locks, some marijuana if you got some" "a 3 day party I broke the walls" he's living a shitty lifestyle and he's doing it with a shitty person and he's just letting it happen because it's easier than trying to figure out why he's miserable or what to do about it.

So yeah. We're all obsessed with Samson and Delilah because it's manic and self flagellating and contains all of our favorite themes: love, suicide, murder, and total defeated resignation.

The Grateful Dead song is a bit different in that it focuses on the frustration of being locked up and powerless and because it was written by a bunch of very talented potheads with no deeper meaning even though I love it but it just goes to further cement alternative music's love for this story.

Some other examples would be Samson by Regina Spektor and a litany of rock and grunge covers of the original worship song.

As a disclaimer I'm a huge fan of the Pixies music and listen to a lot of it but I don't know Black Franis' life story, I would need to do a lot more research I just wanted to analyze the song.

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Depeche Mode just released a new song.

Their first one since Andy Fletcher passed.

Excuse my shameless devotee moment but it's been a hard day for me with my mental state. Really hard. I was literally just writing some personal notes on them and...here we are.

Anyway it sounds pretty modern but distinctly DM-ish like most their stuff has for the past few years and honestly it's really good. It's what everyone wanted I think. Comfort and mourning.

Just go listen.

It's been a long day for me, for hallucinations and psychosis and through too many extra work hours and relapse and honestly idk. Just. Any devotees out there I hope you're listening with me I need the support.

I think we all do nowadays.

Off to work to work another overnight in an hour or so. Have a safe night everyone. Breathe. Rest. Love the world. It'll all be okay.

I plan on writing a very poor analysis of the music video at some point if I get time but for now lets just listen right?

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Eater, little eater

Takes from me without reserve 

Together we feast on that we don't deserve 

Eat fast, fast eater 

Take my child, take my body 

Sever the root of hope and boil it down

Give to me loneliness, steamed and ripe

Now fast, fast eater 

Your hunger. Divine. 

Eater, big eater 

So small but such an appetite

Such suffering, our bellies ache as we fight

Eat fast, cruel eater 

Punish us who cannot provide 

So much smoke and tears I will give to you

My penance does not fill your stomach one drop

Cruel fast, fast eater

Your hunger. Sheer pain.

Eater, whole eater 

Swallow swallow. Swallow rhythm, swallow rhyme

Tear out the heart of me and put it to page

Burn me inside for a well cooked feast 

Squeeze out the transudate to rinse your throat.

My own is a charcoal tube, never to sing again. 

The pace matters no more, the song is dead.

This cantor sacrifices his music upon your alter

And so an ugly prose rears its head

Little eater rears their head

Eater, little eater 

Take from me without reserve 

Today you may feast on that you don't deserve

Crappy slide photos from me, ask if you are interested in what they are.

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Absolutely incredible how fifteen years after the end of Mandalore's civil wars, their bio-domes are prospering. The planet's surface was glassed to the point of being uninhabitable and instead of colonizing an empty system or starting a new war to conquer a fertile land to live on, they chose to rebuild their cities. In what would have been a time of instability, they chose to care for and maintain and improve what they had already built.

This is Satine Kryze's investment in her people.

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Was watching TPM with someone and just randomly started thinking about how Qui Gon Jinn just supported entering a nine year old boy into Death Race 2000.

He's such a riot. He also just steals the kid's blood and only tells him he's doing it because said child notices and asks what he's doing.

I mean he had absolutely no doubt this kid would live and win so it's not like it didn't make sense it's just....such a Qui Gon move? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

He's literally the cool skater uncle of Jedi masters and I will die on that hill. If the Jedi wore modern clothes he would wear shades, sneakers and listen to Switchfoot.

Gif credit:@padawanlost (thanks to @cinebration )

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Would anyone on the wide web be interested in doing a song a day music exchange? Or any type of music exchange? Or would like to request a playlist?

I could set up a Spotify playlist for it maybe or if you don't use streaming services we can just message songs?

I really love music, talking about it, exploring more of it, listening to it, analyzing it. Just. Everything.

You don't have to like any specific genre, though the more genres you're okay with the better. Hard passes are fine too, like some people can't listen to speed metal it gives them anxiety and some people won't hear profanity that's all fine just let me know.

Please please please, hmu if you'd be willing to do this.

I also would be very happy to make or exchange customized playlists for pretty much any genre, mood, or even for ships if anyone would like that. In the past I have made custom ones for specific stories my sister is working on to suit her mood while she writes as well if anyone would like that.

Idk y'all I'm just living my lonely ass hyper-fixation life over here.

Also if you read this and aren't interested I hope it's not weird to ask, please share so I can find someone/people!

First gif credit: @theh0bbitt

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Things that actually happened to me today that I feel like should instead be happening to Dean Winchester:

Traded a pregnant woman an oil change and an IOU on a slab of homemade pistachio halvah for an absurd amount of baby clothes from her previous child.

Verbally played music trivia with my clocked out coworker while I continued to prepare orders at work.

Had to let my cat "clean" my rat tail (yes I have a rat tail). The fact I even wound up with a cat is already ridiculous.

Explained to a man in very broken Spanish why he can't put jumper cables on our car batteries negative terminal first (he asked okay lol).

Put a cassette in my van's tape deck only to find it even more distorted than the last time I played it and got very disappointed. Guess my copy of "Seven and the Ragged Tiger" is on it's last limbs. : (

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Y'all remember that one time Sam and Dean couldn't figure out what to do so Dean just impulsively burned an entire house down?

Cause I do.

Can't be haunted if it's reduced to ashes right boys?

Unfuckingbelievable

Sam's clear distress over the whole situation is 10/10

He looks be at about %10, "Will this even really solve the problem?" and about %90 "Dean what in the actual fuck?"

And then it just pans up and away like this was just another difficult decision the Winchesters had to make but that at least there was a resolution (neither of which applies).

Wow. Dean's a trip.

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This. Seriously. Just this....well actually....

Everything SW related, I am heartily slapping my table to in agreement but I'm here with you today again acknowledging the forest and hyper fixiating on a tree anyway.

Don't shame people who can't drink for going into bars, sometimes underage people and recovering alcoholics just want to hang out with their friends or meet people okay!? 😂 Lmao okay I'll stop.

i’m still forever going to be baffled by takes that are like “i don’t think anakin’s redemption should have happened” or “i don’t consider it a redemption” or “anakin shouldn’t have shown up as a force ghost.” because a) why would you care about star wars if you don’t enjoy the actual thematic point of star wars and b) why would you care about star wars if you hate the one character that appears in literally every movie and c) once again, the entire saga is about this redemption, the whole thing builds to this scene. why are you eating ketchup if you don’t like tomatoes? are you the vegan trying to order off the menu at mcdonald’s? do you hate dogs and then get angry when you have to see them in petsmart? if you can’t have alcohol, are you still walking into the bar? if you don’t like redemptions, why are you watching Movie Series Space Guy Gets Redeemed In 4k on your television? it just seems like there’s a fundamental ideological difference between you and the text. how is this enjoyable for you.

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*Inflation rising so high wages are not even close to keeping pace*

*A menagerie of financial issues which we attempt to abate by throwing extra work hours at like flour on a grease fire*

Me: "I crave not food nor home. Gas prices rising?Laughable. There is only one thing which I desire...."

Okay but in all seriousness why does this man have so many $200-$600 figurines. He's got not only the bougie shit as well as countless adorable "toys". Like.....and yet the only SW figs I have is a tiny child Anakin and a Luke and Leia compactor bobble I got in clearance.

I have genuinely never seen a character with so many premium statuette style figurines though, it's seriously just blowing my mind.