#cognita

[adobe-outdesign]

How long-lived is Cognita? Is Volo also long-lived?

PLA implies she's at least a few thousand years old and probably immortal. It's not clear why she is, but it's possible that extends to Volo as well.

[brackgiraffe]

Zelkyr Amerwing

[cognitauniverse]

[giopadn01]

También le dejo por aquí un dibujito de las bendiciones de la BOLA DE INUTILES.

Los presento el furro el Jay hijo de Nayla nuestra chica perro favorita 💖 propiedad de @ghostwolf01

Y la nena preciosa es Lucifer bendición de mi Oc Annie y el Oc de mi chiquistrikis LudgerFair 💕💕💕

[hisuis-hero-akari]

More work

Kamado said that just because I was in another life threatening situation it doesn’t mean I should stop working. So now I have to go and find these three weather pokemon that Mistress Cognita told me about.

But hey! Maybe once I fix the rift I could go home! If not me then at least warden Ingo! He’s been here longer than me anyways, so he should probably go first…

[plsleafmelon]

its here !!!!! its here !!!!! hohohohohoho

[speakviolence]

Cyberpunk 2077 Environment Study (4/??)

Terra Cognita Dogtown 10:07 am

[dearorpheus]

“I am writing this in 2021, 700 years after the death of Dante.  Dante’s Divine Comedy, completed in 1320, a year before he died, begins with the most famous book, The Inferno, where Dante is taken on a tour of Hell, with its 9 circles of horror, each one a kind of Behaviourist operant chamber, where nothing can ever change, where the same miseries and the same responses are acted out every day, because that’s what hell is - a place where nothing can change. At the end of Book 3, Paradiso, Dante sees the divine vision. At last he sees what ‘is’. The fundamental reality. And it’s not God is Logic. It’s not God is Thought. It’s not Descartes’ res cognita (a thinking thing). It is this: ‘L’amor che move il sole e l’altre stelle.’ ‘The love that moves the sun and the other stars.”

— Jeanette Winterson, 12 Bytes: How We Got Here. Where We Might Go Next

[razorsadness]

...the intense love of place frames this journey not as an enlightenment narrative of discovery of the unknown but an insular tale of loss of the formative terra cognita that exists in the song only as memory, a map written in the darkness of your guts, readable in a cross section of your autopsied heart. Nobody gets over anything; time doesn't heal any wounds; if he stopped loving her today, as one of George Jones's most famous songs has it, it's because he's dead. The landscape in which identity is supposed to be grounded is not solid stuff; it's made out of memory and desire, rather than rock and soil, as are the songs.

—Rebecca Solnit, from A Field Guide to Getting Lost

[fatehbaz]

By the dawn of a century christened as both the American and the geographic century, and on the eastern side of the Atlantic, European maps and globes overflowed with cartographic data [...]. By this time, European explorers and cartographers actively filled the last [apparently] remaining terrae incognitae with ever more dots, lines, and words [...]. [T]he vanishing of the terra incognita, of the antipodes, Africa, and elsewhere, meant that [...] ever so anxious [...] [European] cartographers now were about “mak[ing] sense of what the new replete mapping of the world means” [in the self-perception of European academics, who saw their own role as having changed from exploration to interpretation] [...]. As imagined by European colonizers and reflected in ambitious cartographic projects such as the “Millionth Map” [...] in 1891, this world was deemed a sufficiently homogeneous entity, to be neatly knit into a global network of inter-imperial exchanges. [...] [F]rom a Western point of view - at least among the white, free populations of various metropoles - [...] the world was assumed ready to be imagined as a market of overlapping spaces where the colonizers could pursue an assortment of projects toward the colonized: to dominate and exploit or to educate and elevate. [...] Europeans [...] established one single imaginary of the world, [...] which, from the perspective of the Western metropole, stood as a meticulously surveyed global environment.

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On the Western side of the Atlantic, on the other hand, maps and globes heralded, braced, and promoted the expansionist projects of the final years of the century - a century of national coming of age for the United States, during which Americans had struggled to make sense of the nation’s [...] spatially unsettled, globalizing empire. [...] Americans viewed maps and globes [...] as “arbiters of power” [...] viewed as artifacts whose malleability [...] marked the hand-in-glove advancement of the cause of their modern empire [...]. Drawing a direct line between geography and wars of empire, President McKinley, for instance, told an audience of missionaries [...] that, once his prayers to God about the “Filipino question” had been answered, his first presidential order was for “the chief engineer of the War Department (our map-maker) to put the Philippines on the map of the United States” (Rusling 17). [...]

[T]he popularity of slated globes ["blank" globes on which students were invited to re-draw borders and labels] in American classrooms coincided with the United States, hoping to materialize the “global Monroe Doctrine,” was actively redefining its standing as an imperial power [...]. [S]panning the years between the “classically colonial wars of 1898” and the entry of the United States into World War I [...], Americans’ heightened interest in and engagement with the world at large coincided with a turn-of-the-century crisis of legitimacy among European empires [...]. This meant that American geographers, in and out of schoolrooms, needed to pay special attention both to the rapidly disappearing terra incognita and to those recently-made-cognita regions (such as the Philippines, Hawaii, Guam, and Puerto Rico) [...]. Consequently, by the end of the century, even the most mundane aspects of Americans’ lives were mapped onto a cartographically known, commercially accessible, cognitively smaller world. [...]

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On the whole, by 1900, excessive data and visual elements covering the surface of world maps and terrestrial globes cast a near total eclipse over them, a cartographic masquerade resulting from spatial omniscience (or the delusion thereof). [...] It is true that, during the final decades of the nineteenth century, data from discoveries and explorations in Africa and elsewhere had resulted in such excess of toponyms, routes, and borderlines that American geographers joined Europeans in celebrating the fact that there was no more need to “place elephants for want of towns” to fill the terra incognita on maps and globes (Swinton iv).

[But] [w]hat is more, [...], American cartographers reacted to the impending total loss of terra incognita in a manner fitting their role as agents of a rising empire: longing to assert their own reading of the world at large [...]. In other words, empires conduct their own surveying and develop their own mapping discourses and cartographic apparatus, regardless of (though heavily informed by and carefully positioned against) the maps they inherit from a former or neighboring empire or they seize from the native populations [...]. As citizens of a late-coming empire, Americans too were eager to draw their own maps of the world, inscribing it in their own “imperial vernacular” [...] and develop their own cartographic narratives of the world while distancing themselves from European cartographic precedents. [...] [Later] agents of the US Empire [...] experiment[ed] [...] with the spatial representation of such a world as a geographical expanse that was both desired and imagined to be blank, mappable, erasable, and pliant. [...]

[The United States] appropriated the terrestrial globe as a spatial palimpsest, invoking varying degrees of known and unknown as they erased, drew, and erased again: once put to proper use, the 1955 catalog of the [D.G.] Company insisted, “this globe becomes a living thing, made so by the interplay of minds, teachers’ and pupils’” [...]. In effect, if we agree with Wright that in late modernity we understand all terra to be an intermittent conglomeration of the cognita and the incognita, then the comparatively younger American colonizers could decide which terra to focus on in isolation, keeping the rest conveniently covered under the blanket of blankness.

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All text above by: Mashid Mayar. "What on Earth! Slated Globes, School Geography and Imperial Pedagogy". European Journal of American Studies 15-2. Summer 2020. Online since 17 November 2020. doi dot org/10.4000/ejas.15703 [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me. Italicized text within brackets added by me for clarity and context. Presented here for commentary, teaching, criticism purposes.]

[sirpuddingcup]

Before I get into it

SPOILERS FOR THE END AND THE DEATH VOLUME 3

Holy shit this book is great! It genuinely is everything I wanted and more. Volume 3 ties everything up so well that even though I knew the plot outline already just from lore it had me gripped from cover to cover. An emotional and bloody ending to the to the galaxy spanning series.

First off I really enjoyed getting the little updates on what some of the other players are doing while it all goes down. Bobby G and his endless strategy meetings as he tries to figure out how to get to Terra. Lorgar pulling a jonestown as he arrogantly misinterprets prophecies. Perturabo wallowing in self pity as he destroys his room like an angry teenager (the image of him pouting in his broken chair as the room lies devastated around him gives me life). Finally Eldrad and the others arguing over shoulda woulda coulda as they realize this is way worse than they thought. It was nice to check in with everyone before we dive into the trauma of it all.

Speaking of trauma let's talk about the black rage! We see sanguineous's mangled corpse in the lupercal court as the psychic shock sends the entire ninth legion (minus Zephon) into a berserk rage. I really can't think of a better word for it than traumatic. After all they've been through together during the siege to have the blood angels turn into actual monsters against their will is just twisting the knife for the loyalists. From Rans desperate fight for survival against a man he idolizes to Amit waking up dazed and confused at the end of a trail of corpses ("why do the bodys end here?" "That's as far as you got" kills me), it's safe to say nobody is having a good time.

Scratch that you know who is having a pretty good time? Rogal Dorn. Fresh out of the desert of endless boredom Rogal finally gets to let loose a little as he fights his way to Valdor. I love their dynamic and I wish we got more of them hanging out("damn you!"(frustrated) "damn you too."(affectionate)).

We check in with Fo and the genocide crew which ends predictably. I saw him completing the Terminus sanction then getting killed trying to escape a mile away. I did not see him making a fucking clone body and replace Xanthus! I love me a devious old scientist causing problems on purpose! I really hope he comes back in a big way.

The library crew didn't do a whole lot other than Ariman being a creepy magic man. It is buck wild that the archivist turned out to be Lilean Chase at the beginning of her career she goes on to found the fucking Cognitae so get it girl I guess.

The did my boy Loken so dirty in the end but fuck me was it good. They planted seeds earlier on talking about how a demon is made, a reaction in the warp to a traumatic event in real space, how in the warp effect can come before cause. But fuck me I wasn't expecting this. After the dust settles and Loken almost convinces Abaddon to give reconciliation a chance Erebus (fuck Erebus) stabs him in the back dooming the galaxy to endless civil war. And why did he do this? Because Samus is the man beside you, Samus right behind you, Samus is the guy she told you not to worry about, look out it's fucking Samus! The abrupt murder of Loken gives birth to the Demon Samus kicking all of this shit into motion. It truly is all Erebus's fault.

I saved the best for last. The showdown on the vengeful spirit. This is where Horus really gets tho shine. I haven't loved his character like this since the first couple of books. He's a fucking mess and I love it this is the man who's daddy issues burned the galaxy to the ground, and as someone who has a difficult relationship with my father fuck me I get it. Dan Abnet is so good at making fights feel intimate, Horus isn't a one dimensional avatar of evil hes a son confronting his abusive father. Horus doesn't want to kill his father he wants to be better than him, and not just stronger but a better person. He needs the Emperor to acknowledge that he had hurt Horus. Horus loved his father and wanted to reach out him on an emotional level so badly, but the Emperor was simply no longer able to do that. When the Emperor purged himself of the infant god the dark king his kindness and empathy went with it ( going on to create the star child). This emperor is nothing but power and cold fury. He enters the room having already written Horus off as dead. It's such a tragedy from top to bottom because we know from Malcador in his all knowing position on the golden throne, that there is a version of this confrontation where they both walk out alive. That does not happen.

The actual physical fight is nothing to write home about besides the fact that different people see it happening in different ways Dusk sees it as a clumsy slugfest between two lumbering giants while LE2 saw it as the greatest display of skill he had ever seen. In truth it was both. The psychic battle had them tossing each other across time and space and fighting through the sites of each other's greatest sins. They use the settings to try and undermine each other emotionally holy shit. Then the do the next logical step AND HAVE A FUCKING TAROT DECK YU-GI-OH DUEL! I need an imperial tarot card game right now GW take my fucking money. It ends with the cards predicting the fall of cadia (the despoiler unlocking the silver door) and the emperor loses. It has become obvious by this point that the Emperor can't beat Horus. Horus outclasses him in every way but Horus doesn't want to kill his father he wants acknowledgement. So what we get is several desperate attempts by the emperor and several others to fight back as Horus beats his father bloody. But nothing works until Oll and John show up having magically teleported much closer than they ment to. They stand right in front of Horus. Horus is bemused at best giving John just enough time to use the word he learned from the tower of Babel directly in Horus's smug face. The resulting blast nearly kills everyone in the room, but it's the first thing so far to actually damage Horus. While her recovers John makes a run for it but Oll goes to the Emperor gives him the athame (stone knife used to commit the first murder) and tries to wake him up. Only for Horus to wake up first and turn poor Oll to a fine red mist.

Finally Horus stands there triumphant and who is there but his own favorite son Loken. Loken is the only one who tries to reason with Horus to make him see the the chaos gods are using and manipulating him. It was a great touch to frame Horus pov in 2nd person as if someone is telling Horus his thoughts. Loken convinces Horus that he's not really in control anymore and the only way Horus can take back control is to give up the power that the gods gave him. The moment he does back on Terra Keeler uses the power of millions of praying souls to relight the astronomicon and and give the Emperor a font of power to tap into. The emperor rises as if from the dead. Horus at first tries to pull the power back but the gods hold onto it as punishment for spurning them. Then Horus looks at the Emperor empowered as an avatar of humanities faith and he finally understands. The gods panic and try to force their power back into him and Horus begs his father to kill him now while he can resist. Then it happens a father murders his son. The emperor tells Horus "I forgive you and I'll wait for you". Excuse me Dan Abnet what exactly does that mean? Horus returned? Ghost Horus? Reincarnated? What the fuck? From there it's mostly just wrapping up they teleport home and we get the last gasp of Malcador as they place the Emperor on the golden throne.

If you read this thank you this was mostly for me because I needed an outlet for my feelings and I don't want to bother my friends to much with Warhammer. It's been a wild ride and I can't wait to see where it goes from here (especially the third Bequin book).

[adobe-outdesign]

How would Cognita and Cyllene get along?

Cognita insists on going clothing shopping with Cyllene. she secretly enjoys it but would rather die than admit to it

[muspeccoll]

#WordyWednesday

Imprint: An identification of the printer responsible for producing a given book. Up until the late 1500s, the imprint usually appeared at the back of a book and was synonymous with the colophon, but it was eventually moved to the title page. Many printer’s imprints also included their devices or logos as printers did their best to draw attention to themselves and establish a loyal customer base.

Image: Junius, Hadrianus, 1511-1575. Hadriani Junii Batavia: in qua præeter gentis & insulæ antiquitatatem[!], originem, decora, mores, aliaque, ad eam historiam pertinentia, declaratur, quæ fuerit vetus Batavia, quæ Plinio, Tacito, & Ptolomæo cognita. Dordrecht: Vincentius Caimax, 1652. DJ107 .J9 1652

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[giopadn01]

ya se, ya se como chingo con las bendiciones pero ME VALE <3 tomen al precioso Esmond uwu

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Detail of temple banner. Japanese Temple Banner,Silk plain weave with gilt gold paper weft patterning.(ginran) Complete example with dragons over waves confronting a burning pearl.

Japan, Edo Period 1615 – 1867 A.D. 18th Century

[Guillaume Gris]

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“I am writing this in 2021, 700 years after the death of Dante. Dante’s Divine Comedy, completed in 1320, a year before he died, begins with the most famous book, The Inferno, where Dante is taken on a tour of Hell, with its 9 circles of horror, each one a kind of Behaviourist operant chamber, where nothing can ever change, where the same miseries and the same responses are acted out every day, because that’s what hell is - a place where nothing can change.

At the end of Book 3, Paradiso, Dante sees the divine vision. At last he sees what ‘is’. The fundamental reality. And it’s not God is Logic. It’s not God is Thought. It’s not Descartes’ res cognita (a thinking thing). 

It is this: ‘L’amor che move il sole e l’altre stelle.’ ‘The love that moves the sun and the other stars.” — Jeanette Winterson, 12 Bytes: How We Got Here. Where We Might Go Next

[via "Alive On All Channels"]

[nell0-0]

When it comes to Volo, it seems like his partner will be Togekiss given the ending but others think Giratina which would be interesting. Especially since Cynthia still has her Giratina. As for Cognita, I may hate Enamorus because she made me in game broke trying to get her but the two just fit very well.

As for the eventual Ingo, it depends if the wardens will have their aces or their nobles(well, at least their species. Gaeric’s won’t fit in the lodge) Pokémon. So either Gliscor or Sneasler works. But I would love if the pair trend continued for it not to be a second Hisuian but rather Emmet getting a special outfit or sygma suit. Know how cool and kinda touching it be if he teamed up with Chandelure to try to bring out Ingo’s memories? In Gen 5 he did use Ingo’s team for the most part so it’s not farfetch’d. Could also show how strong his amnesia is depending on the results(my guess is it wouldn’t fully be fixed but perhaps a memory would be loosened)

Giving Volo a Togepi as a sync pair is probably gonna be it, but I meant story wise since Volo and Giratina are kinda linked, you know? Strike them down and all that

I feel you with Enamorus. Even when I caught her, my hatred was so huge towards her that I've never been able to consistently use her. But, well, I love Cogita ^^

They have so many posibilities for warden Ingo it's mind blowing. I do like that idea, though. So wholesome, it has the potential for a very nice and cute story