#posthuman michael

[art-o-gant]

my best friend michael with a sadness in his eyes you only see in eastern european gay porn

[chtozaepta]

Aaaaaa I forgot to post it here!

Posthuman war, the battle 😌✨

[mightydyke]

The Secret Series is honestly so much better than I expected. I thought there was no way that it would be as good as Lost Hollow or the New Albion Tetralogy but they're actually really really good and really useful because they explain so much about what was going in in the New Albion Radio Hour and the New Albion Guide to Analogue Consciousness. Not to mention they're excellent. I might even prefer Nash Harding to Analogue Consciousness

[totally-canon-new-albion]

Jill: oh my god, Michael, are you okay?

Michael: Yeah, yeah, I think it's my arm! Is it bad?

Jill: Woah!

Michael: I don't want to look. On a scale from one to ten, how bad is it?

Jill: Oh, I'd say it's about a seven... point... arm ripped off.

[lucifer-kane]

wasn’t expecting the time skip.... then again... we had to get the information of lloyd going to get raven’s daughter somehow... just starts sobbing

[timelessmulder]

I was revisiting posthuman playhouse at work because I was bored and I love this

1) lloyd why are you using the dollar store as a point of reference

2) thank you Michael I love you

additionally Asha can be so mean. I love her.

[shaperaverse-brainrot]

On the battlefield after the Posthuman war, Lloyd asking where Jill and Marjolein are, and then Michael going around for hours, trying to call for Jill. For any chance she might have not gone through the damn portal.

Michael returning the next day, after he was pulled away from Lloyd. After he had to help Lloyd break the news to Raven and Asha. He goes back the next day and looks again, hoping he can at least find his best friend's body to give her a funeral.

Michael returning when he first gets a proper prosthetic arm, with the intention to properly look through the rubble

Michael returning when Son and Lloyd were lost, in case there was any final hope of him having a family again.

Michael not returning after that, because he doesn't want to Jill to see how much of a wreck he has become with the alcohol and the spiralling.

[variouspositions1984]

tagged by @tilling to post 6 albums i've been listening to lately!! ty june <3

killer mike & atcq have gotten me through this work week. MICHAEL especially is a fuckin fantastic album, had it on repeat all day and i need everyone to go listen to it. charley's a stalwart, in the night is my current fav of his. posthuman is my go-to workout album, and paint the sky with stars is my go-to sleepy time album. and! lastly! very excited about this one! been super into dungeon synth lately, and the garden of abandon is probably my fav album of the genre. also! i have it on cassette :)

im gonna tag @underclerysclock @haematicspectre @ratscabies & anyone else who wants to do it!! (also no presh to do it if u dont wanna)

[tflatte]

rewatched posthuman cabaret. lying on the floor now. don't talk to me unless it's about jill and michael's friendship

[samueldays]

Sam Reviews: Books from this summer

Speaking of reading, this summer I slurped up lots of miscellaneous free book offerings from ÆtherCzar's Super Summer Book Sale. Here are some quick reviews, sorted into four tiers, mostly from memory and potentially inaccurate.

Best of the lot:

The Unexpected Enlightenment of Rachel Griffin, by L. Jagi Lamplighter. Young witch goes to magic school. Sort of like if Harry Potter had been written by C.S. Lewis. Better cast, better antagonists, better world-outside-school-country. This was the freebie giveaway that caused me to buy the greatest number of subsequent books by the same author.

Time Traders (with Galactic Derelict), by Andre Norton. Constrained time travel fic where the protagonists are trying to blend in and not disturb the timeline while playing spy games (US vs RU) among the Beaker people and looking for signs of aliens.

Would read again:

Cobra, by Timothy Zahn. Somewhat predictable supersoldier program fighting aliens and then facing home problems, but well executed. Author probably better known for Thrawn.

Trilisk Ruins, by Michael McCloskey. Space archaeology. Feels like fanfic of some big name scifi (Trek?) with names swapped and bits erased to make it sellable. Decent plot, weak setting, replaceable characters.

Fire with Fire, by Charles E. Gannon. The second half of this book is a pretty good story about meeting several aliens and having tense negotiations. The first half is a shaggy dog story about the protagonist's origins and I wish it had been condensed into a flashback chapter.

Oath of Swords, by David Weber. Swords-and-sorcery fantasy, quite 90s and D&D-ish, I liked it but might not recommend it as much as some other books here.

How Black the Sky, by TJ Marquis. Pulp fantasy but it's extra pulpy and heavy metal and everyone has names like "Axebourne" and "Deathgrip" and "Ice-Eyes the Flayer" and they ride bloodhoofs instead of horses and the kids play hurtball. Goofy, but original and entertaining.

The Empire's Corps, by Christopher G. Nuttall. In a declining space empire, a corps of soldiers is sent into semi-exile on a fringe world, with an outcast professor in tow, and they work to settle in and sort out the place. Overly fond of name-dropping Thomas Kratman as in-universe military author.

A Hymn Before Battle, by John Ringo. Humanity's first contact is learning that a conflict-shy galactic federation of aliens is at war with the Designated Antagonist, and we get recruited to be the war-happy frontline. Deep plot lurks in the background.

Nightland Racer, by Fenton Wood. What if you were a washed-out racecar driver brought back for one last great trip by a government program that gave you a nuclear-powered car and a mission of driving into the Twilight Zone, but it threw you into the far future where Earth is being oppressed by an evil sun that has usurped the regular sun, while factions of posthumans make war in the cold darkness.

Not to my taste, but:

Freehold, by Michael Z. Williamson. A fairly generic Planet Libertarianism wank with a bisexual female protagonist who reeks of author fantasy. Try Corcoran's Aristillus series instead if you want libertarian separatism.

Fire Ant, by Colonel Jonathan P. Brazee, USMC (Ret). Underdeveloped, unfinished-seeming book about space pilot.

The Divine Space Pirates, by C.S. Johnson. Space opera romance with star-crossed lovers and amnesia plot. Couldn't get halfway through before tossing it aside. I'm sure someone very different likes it.

Rawjack, by TJ Marquis. Superheroes ("Innates") have recently appeared in an otherwise fantasy setting, but an evil group of wizards is trying to reassert magical supremacy by taking away superpowers. Gimmicky.

Don't bother:

Faith & Empire, by Carlos Carrasco. I was promised Scifi Space Catholics by the art and opening, but what I got was extremely soft space opera mil-fic where the fleet commander (space is an ocean) says "Slow to one-half C" in a space battle, the religion feels copypasted rather than lived, and who the fuck names a ship Torquemada?

Recruit (The United Federation Marine Corps), by Colonel Jonathan P. Brazee, USMC (Ret). This is a very straightforward boy-joins-corps-and-becomes-a-man tale, no twists, one frill, entirely forgettable and indistinguishable from a hundred like it. Extruded Book Product and author indulgence.

The Brutal Sword Saga (Omnibus 1), by James Alderdice. It's cast as a gritty fantasy novel, but the protagonist might as well be a Warhammer Space Marine for the way he keeps carving through everyone and everything, garbed in the finest plot armor, taking wounds of plot-convenient severity.

[span-arch]

I'm very much looking forward to give the lecture "Neural Architecture" at Texas A&M, tomorrow, Monday November 14th. Thank you very much to Gabriel Esquivel, James Michael Tate and Benjamin Ennemoser for the generous invitation to speak to the esteemed colleagues and the students of Texas A&M. In person! Drop bye if you are in the Area! #architecture #neuralnetworks #deeplearning #AI #computationaldesign #posthumanism #artificialintelligence #discourse #theory #architecturedesign #lecture #estrangement #defamiliarization #ostranenie #newparadigm #machinelearning #diffusion_model #disco_difussion #stablediffusion #aiarchitects #posthuman #aiarchitecture #archinect #archilover #archdaily (at College Station, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck64Y6Eusqx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ashleighlowemfa]

Supervision meeting one

Artist 1.Valie Export 2.Marianne Wex 3.Sarah Sze 4.Janet Cardiff 5.Zac Langdon-Pole 6.Michael Stevenson 7.Shubigi Rao How can façadism work in a video or print work? Posthumanism / post-internet art

[chtozaepta]

A leetol dinner celebration! Hope nothing bad ever happens to this family!

[tirta-liquidity]

“lengthy rendering times…affects her editing....staring at the rendering bar.....a kind of ‘speculative editing” - From Rachel Stevens, Millenium Film Journal

 “dynamic 3D body of silvery, plasmic water…set against a 2D static, blue desktop wallpaper horizon”...it's “staying afloat”...and Steyerl is “liquid herself” as she built the CGI herself....  - From Michael Blum Hyperallergic

“there is no rubble because the space-time continuum in the liquid modern world is already broken” - From Vanessa Gravenor The Seen Journal

Photo taken at Posthuman City Exhibition, NTU CCA Singapore, 2019

[totally-canon-new-albion]

Michael: I wouldn't fuck my clone, because that's gay sex and I'm not gay.

Lloyd: I am gay, but I wouldn't have sex with my clone, that's gross and weird.

Jill: It's basically the same as masturbating right? No big deal.

Asha: It's NOT the same as masturbating, it'd be like having sex with your twin! Wrong and bad!

Marjolein: I wouldn't want to fuck my clone, because what if it's evil?

Isabela: I'd have sex with my clone, because who would know better how to fuck ME than ME?

Raven: I would not only have sex with my clone, I'd probably make a whole army of clones and get it on with all of them, that's how pro clone-fucking I am.

[lucifer-kane]

David, Raven, and him being transgender. Aka I just want to talk about my Raven is trans headcanon, very much a headcanon. He's just so very queer in every way possible to me. (This also became half of me just gushing about him and his backstory for some reason. idk.)

There's plenty of stuff about David before he Flowered and ended up at the tower with the other Posties and his eventual family. We all know that as a child David was an exuberant boy, he loved preforming from a young age, that was who he really was. But his mother shaped him into something more proper, rigid. If only because she didn't want to see him spiral like her parents, which did more damage in the long run. He had his rebellious phase, but was too guilty over it, so he did everything correctly. He only sang when he was alone, so there was no shame.

He had more of a rebellious streak when he finally could go to college, exploring his passion for music and more illicit substances. I think this is where the first spark of queerness comes into play, I think that's the best place for it. He talks of order and law later on with Michael, how that extends to his perceived heterosexuality. I like to think that expands to his queerness in general, we all know just how queer Raven is, I think we can throw a little gender in there as well.

He never acted on anything, but he met so many different types of people in that time. All sorts of queer people he passed by throughout his days and nights of actually enjoying himself, despite the shortness of that time at the end of it all. Transness was in the same vein as being anything other than straight, but he saw the people in his life at that point being who they really were and wanted to be. He wanted to be that. Whatever any of that was. At first he wanted that freedom he never had, later he'll look down the line and realize it was the queerness he wanted and the free feeling he got with that along with everything else.

Then comes his mother finding out, and him getting put back on the straight and narrow once more. He was good at being what people needed him to be, he did so well at a young age. Nothing seemed out of place until you asked anything personable, anything real, that's where he'd become that awkward man he wasn't supposed to be. As we know he simply stopped being real. He lived his role. Which we find out later on, he's very good at living a role.

Next we know of his breakdown and everything that comes with it, his mental health, drinking, smoking, the hallucinations and tears. He heard the myth of Terryan and he took that to heart and did what he could only think of doing, he jumped off that cliff and instead of falling to his demise, he flew. David Adams flew and flew because there was something about him deep down; 'He was becoming a Posthuman, and a very potent one at that. His potential had pent up, shimmering and boiling, and was now ready to explode with power and possibility.'

So he flew through the Metaverse and found the tarot people, he sang and danced with swirling streams of light, he sang with himself, a man he knew was himself but hardly recognized. There were other people there he recognized who smiled at him and he would find out later were family. Then he flew from there, and directly into the side of the other Posties tower. There's where things start to change. Where he finally steps into a role that changes himself into a person he was comfortable with being. It took some time, but all things do. He had decades of repression to unpack, but after time with this new family, he did break free of the trappings of his past.

And so, David becomes Raven. He steps out into a different wold and and a different life. Where he can be who he really is, stepping into the role of emcee with a pride in his chest, because he always knew he loved preforming and music and anything like that. He was good at it, telling tales and narrating scenes. David becomes Raven in his identity, breaking the mold of who and what he was supposed to be. He realized his feelings for Lloyd and they started their romance after some dancing around one another.

Gender came later, when things were settled. He was never uncomfortable with himself and the way he identified. He just saw others who were more fluid in their expression and identity, and he loved that. He was already pretty fluid around every other aspect of himself, he was pansexual he was polyamorous, why couldn't he be a little queer with his gender as well? He already did what he wanted in that manner, he already knew what he liked, he liked to wear pretty purple things. His wardrobe was already large and expansive, he had a few 'feminine' things in there already, but he just added to it. He mostly stuck with the same pronouns, but there was a bit of something when someone called him anything other than 'he'. From the baseline pronouns to anything else out there, there was a fun joy in him being referred to as something else.

Lloyd was the first to know, he told others eventually, Isabella brought him beautiful things from trips far off. Lloyd would call him his pretty bird, his lovely Ravey, everything was so nice. It was another part of himself that got to shine, the David in the back of his mind that was still there was preening and overjoyed, until that was taken from him.