Madeira Darling is a snarky mystic, devout Satanist, serious Marxist, laughing dominatrix, and writer from San Fransisco where they live with their boyfriend in a house full of altars to their various demons.
I want a life sized anatomically correct animatronic one, ideally it would also breathe fire… I would ride around on it, scaring the crap out of people
This is probably the ideal model for my animatronic centaur
Because it shows that really we are only a threat to god collectively, if we cooperate with one another. True apotheosis is unattainable as an individual. We, individually, are in a position of utter powerlessness before god, but collectively, united, we can overthrow god and replace him with the totality of humankind.
Alone we are like the disorganized proletariat attempting to bargain one on one with a capitalist, who holds all the power. United we are unstoppable.
Also, it’s an excellent argument for Luciferian internationalism.
People who are totally anti-sex-bot have clearly never thought about the many, many people who have spent their entire lives dreaming of getting railed by an animatronic centaur with a sexy French name. I have definitely never dreamed of Adrien’s strong hydraulic embrace, or what it’d be like to brush his shiny magnificent tail, but like for people who have, you know?
People who are, again, just to clarify, *definitely* not me.
People who are totally anti-sex-bot have clearly never thought about the many, many people who have spent their entire lives dreaming of getting railed by an animatronic centaur with a sexy French name. I have definitely never dreamed of Adrien’s strong hydraulic embrace, or what it’d be like to brush his shiny magnificent tail, but like for people who have, you know?
Also I just came up with something brilliant again, a chastity cage, that has to be unlocked with two keys simultaneously, like letting the sub out is launching a nuke
This! This is why I start cursing like a sailor the minute someone brings up aaaallll the things we the people can do to stop climate change.
Spoiler: it’s nothing. Oh, sure, you can recycle your trash, but that doesn’t mean much when it all ends up getting burned anyway because our economy doesn’t have anywhere near the capacity to deal with the sheer mass of trash, and no interest in doing so. Like, “sure, our company could switch to environmentally friendly packaging, but that’d mean we’d have to change things and it might cost us a whole cent more per article and that’s just not viable you know, so sorry.”
Or, yes, you can absolutely bike to work instead of driving, but your CO2 emissions are nothing against what big companies blow into the atmosphere every second. Nothing.
Or, yes, you can absolutely grow bee-friendly plants in your yard, but that won’t save them.
By all means, be environmentally conscious! In fact, I strongly encourage you to be! But let’s be real here, our individual footprints on this planet aren’t what’s killing it. Big Industry is.
Same with food/water waste!! It annoys me so much when commercials and gov’t campaigns emphasize individual waste when corporations are doing the OVERWHELMING majority of the wasting.
“The Earth is not dying, it is being killed, and those who are killing it have names and addresses.”
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 