Hi, I'm Trix! 24, They/Them, Bi, Polya, With @landfillbaby, ♋, Too many disorders to list (I might put them if requested).
I draw, although I haven't posted anything in a while. If I do something wrong, please let me know so I can try to fix it.
Hey my friend showed me baby Belphegor on discord and I was so struck by him that I drew a really quick spur-of-the-moment drawing of him. Enjoy Belphegor fanart.
Belphagor is looking a little wall-eyed in the recent picture. Is that normal or just a bad angle? I can't help but be a little worried
he's young enough that his eyeball muscles aren't fully functional! as Belphegor ages, he should look less wonky
I think the moment that convinced me the operating logic of our society is truly fucked in a way that cannot merely be reformed was after that eclipse in 2017 when the articles started coming out about how much money had been lost by productivity dropping from people stopping momentarily to watch it happen. To measure the world by the metric of the dollar to such a devotion that any cult leader would be jealous of that you would look at one of the most sublime experiences in nature which we, our ancestors, and even a not insignificant number of non-human species, have been observing in awestruck wonder for millennia, and decide that such a moment of profundity is something to be fought and preferably expunged from the human experience because it briefly impacts quarterly revenue.
It's a feeling that has been coming up repeatedly, but with increasing frequency in the last few years. That being: what is all of this for? Where are we going? Nobody who defends the status quo can seem to answer it. What's the point of an uninterrupted quarterly revenue stream if we can't even look at an eclipse every few years? What's the point of hustling and grinding 50, 60, 70 hour weeks if you never have time to have dinner with your friends, talk to your family on the phone, but on a bigger spectrum, what's the point of all of that if you still don't have any way of retiring in the future? With the way that our lives are being increasingly monetized and squeezed every second, what is there to look forward to?
idk if it’s the mental illness but sharing literally any information feels like oversharing. i’ll be like “i skipped breakfast this morning” and immediately im like “i might as well have told them where i buried the money”