#imaginary axis

[seikotakai]

Noriaki Sugiyama turns 50 today

Happy birthday to him. He is a Japanese voice actor provides the voice of many characters like Bloo from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, Kevin from Ben 10, Uryu from Bleach, England from Hetalia, and of course...Mr. Sauce Gay Uchiha from Naruto. I hope you have a wonderful day and enjoy your cake sir!

[ah-xun]

Countryhumans 新軸心 Countryhuman New Axis

[randomperson339]

Hey guys I wanna make a game

but I'm way off anything presentable so here's my all star development team. Is this reasonable? No. Is this more fun? Yes. Should artists just skip to where they're discussed and get their rightful ego-boost? Also yes

BTW this is like a super long post. You have been warned.

Director: me (of course)

Programers/game design: James/ the folks over at extra credits and their other projects. This is because they have years of game-design experience I just don't have. Obviously it's in like, the beta beta stage so I'm not commenting on this too much.

story/writing: Tale foundry. they have a lot of story experience I just don't have, again plus they probably have good printers being The Tale Foundry and all that.

Art direction: a combination of Red from OSP, aka Aurora comic, and dead sound , with Neytirix thrown in too. Aurora/Red because she has a very distinct, minimalist style that would do excellent with giving the game a style unto itself. This would be aided by Dead Sound, who's a good horror YouTuber that would add some nice contrast by just doing what he's currently doing. Now there might be some difficulties in combining the two artstyles, which is why I would employ Neytirix, who regularly does very horrific stuff but also does some very cute art. Heck, she's a master at combining the two into one part horror one part very cute, which draws the comedy out of the situation.

Other artist I would be excited to include:

@beautysnake: amazing artist, cannot recommend their animations enough. Except to those with photo-sensitivity, because there's a lot of flashing lights. But her animation work is impeccable, animating better than most full-form TV shows I see. Like, the equivalent to Arcane-levels of animation quality, relative to non-professional animation work. Deserves to just exist without any financial troubles for a few years just by the sheer quality of the work she produced

Aegean: Wings of Fire meme-poster that I just vibe with. Would go onto make all the dragons I could ever want

@dingodoodles/DingoDoodles: very similar artsyle to Aurora/Red, would help establish that kind of art as the default for this world/universe

Glitch/Liam Vickers: these are two separate artists in the same catagory because this is my speculative dream team post and you can't stop me >P. Also I really know them because of their amazing work on Murder Drones. They're not on the same level as BeautySnake, but that's like saying you're not on the same level as J.R.R. Tolkien. they're still amazing, with these very stylish set-pieces that just ooze imagination. Yeah that imagination is used to make horrific stuff, but again we need some amount of horror in this game. And their robot designs would be excellent in the art

@mechapen: Very cool art, I love how they can convey movement in their work. Also is heavily inspired by Anime, which I appreciate.

Other writers I would include (mostly story analysis, so not making the story moreso there to be critical of it):

Schee: is the dude who actually made me analyse my own work and find themes. I'm just going to point out that's better than the public school system did, but that's a massive disservice to Schee. His analysis is better than anything I could come up with, and his passion is palpable in every aspect.

@ohnoitstbskyen: does a lot of analysis, and has a backround in some kind of illistrative field (I can't remember for the life of me what it is exactly), but that gives him a unique perspective as to what to do with characters.

@orbitaldropkick: If you can stomach it, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. It's not complete, yet, but it's still like much better than a majority of the media I've consumed. That alone gives them the right to be on this list, and their use of utter brutality would be a nice contrasts, since we already have horror and comedy in here. But seriously, their writing is ascendant and I hope to one get to the level of mastery they have. And don't even get me started on the lore- amazing all of it. I'm excited for whatever else they do in their life, even if it's just retire.

Oh wiat... I forgot a director of marketing... I suppose @neil-gaiman could work, since he has a decently-sized Tumblr blog. I'm certain he has no other credentials, like writing on some of the most influential books in existence and popular TV show of this era with impeccable talent put into it. Nope. None of that exists, since his only claim to fame is this one tumblr blog

[llitchilitchi]

the real and imaginary axis used for complex numbers but used for blorbo classification

[ebonyheartnet]

Prompt:

Tim goes through the whole Joker Jr. thing, but it backfires spectacularly. He actually gets the same super sanity bullshit that Joker has.

Tim knows his world is fictional, and that’s okay. It still matters to him. He immediately decides that he’s not going to break the fourth wall. Tim, “commit to the bit,” Drake is going to use the fourth wall to break *other people*.

Kon and friends follow behind with a spray bottle and treats as needed.

Optional DP x DC flavoring:

Danny, ancient of space, is weirded the fuck out. This new liminal only has one super power, which is already sus, but the way he uses it? It’s not even unhinged, it’s *extra* hinged. Kid! Kid, stop opening doors on imaginary axis!

[yuri-is-online]

i was just thinking about lovestruck ace, whose eyes always seem to be fixated on you during class, thinking about how cute you look and wondering how soft your hair is.

lovestruck ace, who feels as if he's going to have a heart attack every time you link your arm through his whenever you're walking together. 

lovestruck ace, who has to fight the blush on his cheeks whenever you use your fork to feed him when he wants to taste your lunch. 

lovestruck ace, who forces himself to stay still whenever you accidentally sleep on his shoulder during your hangouts. 

lovestruck ace, who thinks he's so good at hiding how down bad he is for you when, on the contrary, it's soooo obvious to everyone how in love he is with you.

You're just too good to be true//Can't take my eyes off of you

It's because he's bored. That's what he tells himself, that's what he whispers into his hand when he's playing with his magic pen in class, history is pointless and uninteresting but you write down every little thing Trein says like your life depends on it. He half wants your attention to be on him, half wants you to stay on task so he can steal your notes later as payment for keeping him off task all day. It's been driving him crazy just how badly he wants to reach out and touch some part of you, the itch to hold onto you by the back of your jacket or a single lock of hair just to be connected but only leave a ghost of his affection on you.

You'd be like Heaven to touch//I wanna hold you so much

Yet he fumbles when you reach to touch him, stutters about how embarrassing you're being as you walk along to the cafeteria. How he allowed you to pick up the habit of dragging him around is beyond him, his heart wants to give out from embarrassment from the attention everyone shoots his way when you walk with him like this. But he can't let it, he has to stand tall so they know he's in control, that they don't have a chance, that he's the only one you want to hold like this... he hopes.

At long last, love has arrived//And I thank God I'm alive

It happens so quickly he's convinced he doesn't get a chance to be awkward, but the thought of the indirect kiss still stays with him for the rest of the day. He tries not to keep his hand from touching his mouth and thinking thinking about what it would feel like to kiss you for real. He's heard of people describe the taste of a kiss... and he wonders if that's even a thing or if he'd be too caught up in the closeness of you to even notice it.

You're just too good to be true//Can't take my eyes off of you

The movie drones on in the background and Ace has forgotten all about why he wanted to watch it so badly in the first place, it wasn't for this no matter how much Deuce will tease him for it later if he ever catches wind of this. He finds himself matching his breaths with yours, wishing he hadn't left his phone on the side table so he could sneak a picture of you resting peacefully next to him... for blackmail he tells himself. For blackmail...

Now that I've found you, stay//And let me love you, baby

It's an open secret how Ace feels about you. His eyes follow you through every room you enter and linger long after you leave, there's an unspoken respect for your place at his side that no one mentions because they've long accepted the inevitable truth that his little world is spinning on a Yuu shaped axis and all he can do when approached is deny, deny, d e n y for fear of having it used against him in some imaginary contest of ego because of how well he seems to think he's doing. But they know.

Let me love you

Ace just can't take his eyes off of Yuu.

[mindblowingscience]

Earth's tilt has changed by 31.5 inches (80 centimeters) between 1993 and 2010 because of the amount of  groundwater humans have pumped from the planet's interior.  In that period, humans removed 2,150 gigatons of water from natural reservoirs in the planet's crust. If such an amount was poured into the global ocean, its surface would rise by 0.24 inches (6 millimeters). A new study has now revealed that displacing such an enormous amount of water has had an effect on the axis around which the planet spins.  Scientists arrived at this conclusion by modeling the changes in the position of Earth's rotational pole, the point at which the planet's imaginary axis would stick out of the surface if it were a physical object. The position of the rotational pole is not identical with the geographical north and south poles and actually changes over time, so the rotational axis cuts through different spots on the planet's crust at various points in time.  ... "Earth's rotational pole actually changes a lot," Ki-Weon Seo, a geophysicist at Seoul National University who led the study, said in a statement. "Our study shows that among climate-related causes, the redistribution of groundwater actually has the largest impact on the drift of the rotational pole."

Continue Reading

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Some Greek Art Vocabulary

for your next poem/story

Alabastron - A small vase for olive oil, often scented.

Amphora - A two-handled terracotta storage jar used by the ancient Greeks to hold or measure oil, wine, or milk.

Calyx - The external, cup-shaped, leafy part of a flower.

Calyx-krater - A krater with handles in the cupped shape of a calyx.

Epitaph - A funerary inscription.

Krater - A large pottery vessel with a mouth broad enough to allow a jug to be dipped into it; used for mixing wine with water in ancient Greece.

Negative space - The area around the decorative subject on a work of art; the external or outside area that defines the subject.

Palmette - An ornament of radiating petals on a calyx-shaped or budlike base; along with the sphinx, palmettes often top Greek grave markers.

Positive space - The area on a work of art where the subject is represented; the internal area.

Registers - In art, horizontal bands of images that often appear in vertical series on walls, vases, and so forth.

Relief - A sculpted surface in which the decorations stand out, in varying degrees of depth; reliefs are meant to be viewed frontally, not in the round.

Sphinx - A fabled creature that is half human and half animal; in Greek art and legend the sphinx has the head and torso of a woman.

Stele - An upright slab of stone usually inscribed and sometimes decorated with designs or figures that are painted or carved in relief; used by the Greeks as grave markers or for displaying public notices.

Symmetry - The duplication of an image on either side of a real or imaginary central axis.

Terracotta - Clay that has been fired at a relatively low temperature, brownish-red or buff in color.

Source

[koishua]

№1 ) safe, good. ･∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° myung jaehyun.

listen to . . . spring snow by 10 CM

to know . . . mjh x gn!reader , hurt/comfort , 0.622k words , warning for depictions of a panic attack | in which a night of terror is shunned away by the safe and good myung jaehyun. @onedoornet

when the clock inevitably strikes three am, your body shuts down with the need to hold onto the safest hand it knows. jaehyun strokes your head, gently like he knows he has every power in the world to hurt you and is trying his damnedest not to. because he is your safest hand— your only hand to hold and despite his promises and actions, you still fear that one day even he will let go of you to fall into your demise. you can't help but fear. myung jaehyun is good.

jaehyun is good. that's the mantra replaying over and over in your mind in between the awful thoughts speeding through your head. jaehyun is safe. he is jaehyun and i am safe with him. when you slip and fall in the darkest hours of the night yet again, it's him who catches you— hands locked, eyes locked.

you can't feel your face and the buzz stemming from your fingers all the way to the back of your head is all you can take notice of. the world feels like it's tilted on an axis (or is it you tilting to the side, unable to find your balance) and maybe you're drowning or maybe you're falling falling falling. the ground beneath your feet doesn't feel solid as you trudge your way onto the couch in the living room where he settles you down, his brows connected in concern.

the material of the plush cushion you're sitting on has a foreign texture despite having spent years spending time on it, curled up into jaehyun's side. myung jaehyun is good. you repeat it once again, haphazardly tugging on his shirt to bring him to your height. he complies, pulling you as close to him as possible in an embrace you don't think could get any tighter, just as you want it to be.

as tight as it was, being wrapped in his arms set the chains on your lungs free, slowly coming to a relatively calm pattern. the few hiccups in between are quietly soothed by his sweet nothings in your ear. myung jaehyun is safe.

you could forget your name, but you could never forget the way he smells like everything you've ever dreamt of. the crook of his neck is the roof of your imaginary home and his arms your walls. you're my home, you tell jaehyun when you wake up that morning to the blazing sunlight coming through the open curtains. of course now, you're just waiting for the world to stop spinning.

jaehyun is good, so (or is it because?) he places soft kisses on your temple, purely cherishing your existence. when you lean back to observe his features, silently taking in the reality of this moment (of him) like a person seeing the sun for the first time fleeing a cave. then you notice his eyes— oh, the way he looks into yours makes you question everything you know about love. because this can't be love, can it? not just love. this has to be beyond it, time and time he has proven that love isn't enough of a word to describe what you feel for him.

"you're looking at me like that again."

"like what?" jaehyun counters, tenderly grazing his thumb over the valley of your cheekbone.

"like you wouldn't let even death do us apart."

oh, myung jaehyun's heart thumps firmly beneath your palm over his clothed chest, the cotton of his white t-shirt feels worn and loved. i live solely for you, jaehyun wants to whisper in your ear. i want to live for you, his throat burns with the desire to scream it from the top of a mountain.

myung jaehyun is good. myung jaehyun is safe.

[msperfect777]

the world within the mind + the 5 senses

⭐️part ten of the understanding consciousness & non dualism series

this delicious post is based on ArshaBodha's youtube video and he is a traditional teacher of Vedanta (non dualism). this video was recommended to me by one of my amazing followers💋

the 5 senses are more limited than you think. the world we "see" is not what the world actually is. it is what the mind perceives which is not the same as the reality of the world.

some examples:

"the sky looks blue, but air is colorless"

when you watch a video, it is actually a series of still images projected on a screen, 30 images per second

when you watch the sunset it seems as if the sun is moving down and "setting" but really "the horizon moves up as the earth turns on its axis"

science proves that "you can only perceive a minute fraction of what actually exists" -> "a dog can sniff and differentiate 50 times more smells than you can. your ears can hear only a narrow range of pitches. and you eyes can only see colors from red to violet."

"beyond those pitches and colors lies a vast range of sound and light that you simply cant perceive. the point is, because the range of your senses is so limited, you cant fully and accurately perceive the world around you. only a tiny part is accessible."

"appearances can be deceiving. its natural to believe that your five senses of sight, hearing, taste, smell and touch give you an accurate representation of the world around you. but the fact is, your powers of perception are extremely limited. experiencing the world through your five senses is like looking through five little pinholes pierced in a heavy blanket covering your head."

sorry the video is blurry asf its bc its a 3min vid💀

video recaps:

the mind, based on the 5 senses, creates an image or representation of the world which is not an accurate representation of the world

the room your in is just a 3d representation of the room produced by the mind

because of how limited the 5 senses are, you arent able to accurately see the world

brain + 5 senses = inaccurate perception

"waking world" is based on senses (mind) and "dreaming world" is based on memories (mind) so both are created by the mind; they are imaginary; not real

if you had no senses, you would not know the difference between being awake and dreaming bc both are unreal

"the waking world and dream world both arise in your mind. every day, they come and go."

this is all a dream

© msperfect777

[noelements-setempty]

They should stop rating movies 1-10 and start using complex numbers. Real axis is for the technical quality of the film, imaginary axis is how fun it is to watch.

[authorchia]

Apeiron's Numerical Categorization

All screenshots are from Villenthessis on Youtube and all web event results are from me and the members of Reverse 1999 server

Ahem! So I wanna try something new today, and it's about how the Apeiron's categorizes arcanists and humans with numerical meanings with the help of lorechat members. This was explained by 37. Remember, these categorization are not determined by one's lineage. Let's go read, shall we?

"Integers are living example of virtues."

I'm guessing Integers are categorized for arcanists that possesses great knowledge or seen as someone who you can look up to as an example. Sonetto, Vertin, and APPLe are the examples of this.

"You are well-behaved, proactive, have excellent morals, and work hard to expand your set"

2. "Fractions can be understood through specific means."

This one line really piqued my interest because Lilya and Ms. Radio are categorized as Fractions. I was enlightened that you have to have a way of thinking to truly understand why Fractions act the way they are! No wonder Lilya has never been bothered by Abraxases or are ignored by the Apeirons while she wanders around.

"You are internally stable, confident, skilled in everything, and have your own set of behavioral logic"

3. "Irrational numbers are free spirits,"

Like it said, Irrational numbers are free spirits. They follow their own rules and most likely stubborn. Regulus is the only prime example of this because she broke 2 rules in the main story and got fucking wiped. Poor girl haha! XD

"You are spontaneous, free and "untraceable", with an unruly heart that follows its own rules."

4. "while imaginary numbers are the existence which doesn't belong to this dimension of the number axis."

So, to put it simply, imaginary numbers are just ordinary people. Humans. They don't care about us. That's it. :P

Ahh... It's been a while I ramble something more "productive", let's say haha! It's thanks to the lorechat members of the server I'm able to make this post. You wanna join the server? then go to #1999-story-spoiler when you're verified!

wanna overanalyze your faves? wanna constantly go off topic? wanna talk about your insane low rarity ship without being stoned by #help-question for not using meta? join lorechat today!

[svndaysaweek]

e^(iπ)+1=0 — {Feat. Minnie}

1.3k words

A/N: I've been studying math so hard that I came up with this... I don't know if all readers can understand this, so I recommend googling the inclined terms(which are mathematical ones). Also know that e^(iπ)+1=0 is the most beautiful formula in mathematics,,

p.s: Why is eˣ okay but e^(iπ)+1=0 not? Tumblr mysteries..

Tags: Math(?), Choking, Creampie, Loving Sex

******

Minnie is like the eˣ function to you. The way her consistency fills up your heart—eˣ differentiated is still eˣ—, her always positive character—its domain is always positive number—, her out-of-this-world beauty—e^(iπ)+1=0—, and–

The way her back forms an exponential arc in front of you.

"F-fuck,"

On her knees Minnie is taking your pounding, with her entire body. Her back arcs upward to meet you face to face, as she turns her head back to you and into a blissful kiss.

You draw the sin x graph with your tongue inside her mouth. Up and down, up and down, corresponding to her tongue that draws a cos x graph, intertwined with yours completely—but following the exact same period of 2π.

You push her down to the mattress, and now you can see the hyperbolic curve of her waist. You grab on the narrow valley of it and continue pounding.

What you are doing to Minnie is distorting the perfectness of her body, although it's your way of worshiping it. The circular dark orbs in her elliptical eyes disappear into her head.

You choke her from behind. The amount of air getting in her lungs converges to zero, while the pleasure diverges to infinity.

Her fingers dig into the mattress as you pace up. You feel her walls pulse like sin x. Instant grips and loosenings of her pussy indicate that she is now close. You contribute the last drop of your patience for her orgasm—the maximum, when the derivative of her pleasure hits the X axis.

"I'm cummi–"

Minnie cums with a scream silenced by your grip around her neck. You for a moment regret restraining her voice, but no. You can just make her cum again, again, and again.

You flip her around to face you and resume the race. The race of which finish line you all are aware of obviously.

You kiss her again, this time drawing infinity with your tongue. It of course doesn't mean that it'll last forever, but you feel like it lasts as long as eternity itself. Rather, it would mean the neverending high you two are sharing right now.

Integral. Integrity. You and Minnie in bed together can't be counted as two. Undivided pleasure travels your connected, shared body. No boundaries are found between you and Minnie as you are pulled into a tight hug by her. You can feel how smooth her skin is, how soft her breasts are like it's your body—forget about the breasts, maybe.

Actually, it sounds quite right because it is your body—it's been so long since you lost count how many times you two told each other "You're mine,". Minnie moaning beneath you is yours. Yours to savor, yours to please, yours only to love.

Yes, yours only, and vice versa. You two are bijective functions. Each of your factors matches each of hers, without duplicity.

Again, you're hers only. Minnie is here, taking your cock to define you, to differentiate you, to integrate you. Minnie is moaning underneath your body, to be your proof, to be your solution, to be your answer.

"Are you close, babe?"

You were just about to say that you were, but you are so predictable a problem—Minnie knows the exact formulae to use when dealing with you.

"I am,"

Go ahead, she eyes you. You crook your neck to nibble on her ear and whisper,

"I fucking love you, Minnie,"

The moment you cum inside her, you are sent out of this world. The real world means nothing to you. Imaginary sensations feel more real than the real ones. Like you're feeling the i itself—the imaginary number.

1×1=1. You and Minnie just can't get separated. When it comes to you two, it's not the concept of addition or subtraction. You two love each other so it's 1×1=1. When you two are away from each other, you're still one, because 1÷1=1. Being 2 means you and Minnie are two 1s, which makes you two different individuals—right now, and of course always, you'd disprove that proudly.

You already came about half a minute ago, but you don't pull out. You see Minnie's heaving back and it's perfectly symmetrical—her erector muscles being the perfect axis for it.

It's an even function —f(x)=f(-x)— that you get visual, psychological satisfaction from. That way you could split her perfectly into two halves.

Your hands softly rub on her back. She still is in the middle of recovery, as you can feel her bumping heartbeats on your palm.

"Y-you feel so warm, baby,"

Minnie slightly lifts her limp head from the bed and murmurs with such a low tone. You then pull out and lie down next to her. Turning your body to her side you brush her hair behind her ears. She looks at you and gives you a satisfied, satisfying smile that could literally melt anything, everything.

Minnie's hand comes up to touch your face and–

It hits your still hard dick and she looks at it.

"Wanna go for another round?"

Minnie asks you, sitting up and getting on your thighs. It's a question with only one answer, it's another function that defines you two—a constant function, no matter what she says your answer is yes, undeniably.

Minnie grabs it, strokes it softly, and you feel your lust being recharged. Seems like she doesn't even look for your answer, anyway.

"Holy–"

You're inside her. Right after insertion Minnie starts to ride you out fast. You can only gasp at the feeling of her already-fucked inside, which is what you do every fucking time. Minnie kneeling, each of her knees are next to your both sides as she waves her hip and waist on you.

"Ah, fuck… You can last longer, right?"

She again asks you a question, locking fingers with you. Just like before, your answer is undoubtedly yes. Minnie then brings your hands to her lower waist and leans down forward, completely relying her weight on you. She lets your head into her embrace and whispers into your ear.

"Warm me up again, baby."

Your hands go down to grab on her hips and you begin fucking her upward with pace. As soon as your thrusts start to fuck your previous cum deeper into her womanhood, she moans beautifully into your ear.

Her arms tighten around your head, but the only tightness you can recognize is that of what's around your cock. She nibbles on your ear. Hot breaths tickle your ear, and her teeth on it motivates you to go even faster, rougher, and harsher. That's what loving sex is to her, and of course, to you too.

Your right hand detaches from her ass and gets on the back of her head. Minnie then lifts her head slightly up to fall into a dirty kiss. This time, you review the whole session beforehand.

You are drawing sin x, cos x, and infinity randomly with your tongue. Her back begins to arc exponentially, so you strengthen your hand on her head to keep her body tangent to yours. Your fingers on her ass rubs on her another hole, to make her pleasure diverge to infinity.

And everything you're doing earns her uncontrolled scream of ecstasy, as if she's trying to make an auditory definition of orgasm.

She again closes in to lock lips with you, and soon she cums. On your still-moving cock she cums hard, and in your mouth she lets the orgasmic sound out. It travels through your body fast, reverberates in your skull, sending you over the edge in no time.

You push deep into her for the last time before violently cumming inside her again.

It's explosive, you would term it. Minnie's entire body reacts to every spurt you shoot inside her.

"Holy fuck…"

You let out a sigh of words.

"Baby, that was…"

On top of her lungs she says, only to pause for breathing.

That was awesome, yeah. You know that, because you feel just like her too.

You look into her eyes, and find the excellence itself, the perfect, absolute beauty—e^(iπ)+1=0 .

[yesterdays-xkcd]

That's nothing. I once lost my genetics, rocketry, and stripping licenses in a single incident.

Math Paper [Explained]

Transcript

[Cueball, holding a pointing stick, is using it to point at an equation on a panel. He is looking to the right. There are several parts of the panel that can be read. At the top, there is a formula. Below is a frame with text. Below again to the left is an X-Y plot with small dots all over all four quadrants, probably indicating the complex numbers with b on the Y and a on the X axis. Finally, right of this is yet another formula.] Cueball: In my paper, I use an extension of the divisor function over the Gaussian integers to generalize the so-called "friendly numbers" into the complex plane. Panel: σ(n)/n = d(n) Friendly #s share d(n) For a + bi...

[The audience to the right of Cueball consist of two Cueball-like guys (one in front and one in the back), and between them are Hairbun, with glasses, and Megan. They sit around a table; only Hairbun is on the near side. The Cueball-like guy sitting to the right is at the end of the table, the other two are on the far side. The Cueball at the end of the table is talking, the other three have turned to look at him:] Guy at the end of the table: Hold on. Is this paper simply a giant build-up to an "imaginary friends" pun?

[Back to Cueball, who stands speechless.]

[One more beat panel with Cueball, who now looks down.]

[Zoom out to Cueball and the front end of the table with the Cueball-like guy who has not spoken yet and Hairbun who now looks at Cueball. Cueball looks up again and speaks. The guy at the end of the table speaks off panel.] Cueball: It might not be. Guy at the end of the table (off panel): I'm sorry, we're revoking your math license.

[dykeulous]

so, for context. this was under a post of a transmasc who spoke about transmasc issues, and they called it misandry. i corrected them & said that what they experience is misogyny (+ transphobia). a transfem (person in the screenshots) commented how the people who say misandry doesn’t exist don’t know what they’re talking about because transmascs exist, to which i replied that we faced misogyny (& told them (the transfem) to be safe). they replied back, something along the lines of “my heart goes to you <3 we do need a term for the oppression transmascs face” & i agreed with them. they then followed me, and started replying to the others comments that i left under that post (the screenshots above). i seriously want to get to know transfems who are, you know, fucking normal. i do not want to have biases about them. but it’s hard when this is literally the majority of them, seemingly. they started off as loving & nice, and as soon as they saw that i disagree with them, they resorted to insults, and saying they didn’t care about “staying civilized” (when i was). they need to stop talking bs about radfeminism, and if they’re going to– they need to at least educate themselves on it. “white rich women”, are we being fucking serious?? also the whole “the male sex IS demonized”. lol. lmao even. “other forms of oppression stem from the male sex being demonized”– they are so clearly a mra, and they aren’t even attempting to cover that up. i seriously want to stay nuanced, but it’s genuinely hard when i keep encountering transfems who full-on claim that misandry is this fucking systemic axis of oppression that violently and unjustly punishes male people, and female people are just so privileged– when female people speak up about their oppression, we are just such red flags. and apparently also bio essentialist– oh, just how much we would benefit if they wanted to learn the definition of bio essentialism.

“other forms of oppression stem from the male sex being demonized, such as intersexism and transmisogyny” both are wrong. the male sex is not “demonized”, the traits this person listed are in fact celebrated on a male literally everywhere you go– the problem is when someone who is not male has them. butch lesbians & gnc women in general, tomboys, female people on t, intersex female people– when any of these groups possesses any of the traits you listed, they are demonized. intersexism is discrimination against intersex people– claiming that it originated from the oppression of male people (what the actual fuck i actually don’t even know how to put my frustration into words??) is just simply tone-deaf & insensitive to the fucking end. comparing real, tangible oppression of intersex people, to this imaginary word that describes an axis of oppression that is real by zero evidence– is actually fucking vile. transmisogyny did not originate from “misandry”, either. it’s ridiculous to claim it did. to claim that trans women, transfems & male dysphoric people are oppressed for being male– is this a mask-off moment?? transmisogyny stems from gncphobia, homophobia, misogyny, and the systemic discrimination against dysphoric folk– not from this so-called misandry.

i genuinely do want the best for transfems. i try to be respectful. i try to be nuanced. i try my best & i never give up on diplomacy, but god fuck. some of you are fucking insufferable. i need to meet transfems who will interact with me in good faith, who won’t resort to insults as soon as we disagree on something. i want to meet transfems & i want to interact with transfems– transfems who won’t stab me in the back.

[elkement]

I've recently started to create geometric drawings (axonometry) of mathematical functions, the same ones I usually tackle with code.

One could say it does not make sense to painstakingly draw what code could create quickly. But for me the interesting thing is to grasp these functions on a different, more intuitive level - compared to mentally processing mathematical formulae or casting it into computer code. After literally decades of dealing with mathematical expressions and code I have rediscovered descriptive geometry, as sort of a "third language" (in addition to math or code) to say the same things. I am also fascinated by the little math puzzles that pop up when I create these drawings, and which require a completely different approach than calculations or programming.

I am usually drawing them at least three times, until I am somewhat satisfied. The journey is the reward anyway :-)

Here is the work-in-progress photo of my taming two favorite functions of mine - often already used in my creative coding art. I called them "Reality and Imagination" as these are two "towers" or "trumpets" that represent real and imaginary part of the complex function 1/z. Grand words, but you also describe them as: Stack circular rings upon each, ring diameter decreasing reciprocally with height, align along the circumference. Then flip over, and then rotate by 90 degrees.

Circles are just ellipses, seems to be easy, but the 2D projections overlap greatly with the 3D axonometric image as I am currently using "small" A4 watercolor paper. The real challenge will be to convey the spirit of this trumpet-like surface without of course create all the giant circles.... as moving closer to the origin of the vertical axis, the radii of the circles get larger and larger, and finally the straight axis is the "circle with infinite radius".

Anyway, I actually do not really want to "explain math", I am more meditating upon these structures :-) I am drawing two versions in parallel - with slightly differently positioned 2D projections, and different sizes of the circles. The version were I colored the ellipses / circles already was the first, more rough one - and I guess I will test something more bold with that one. The other one will maybe become a more delicate drawing. I also admit, that I take a look at the code-generated structures - not for comparing details, but to get the overall look right :-)