Cyrus Draegur

Atomic energy enthusiast. Architecture enjoyer. Mecha appreciator. Sci-Fi reader. Friendly neighborhood shameless degenerate. Winged caniform synthetic biped techno-lich. Mostly Harmless™. Poly-Panro-Demi It/They/He

  • 8 Posts
  • 1.65K Comments
Joined 2 years ago
cake
Cake day: July 1st, 2023

help-circle



  • You stopped being a bad person when you grew sufficient empathy to feel bad about what you did.

    But your debt is not paid.

    Consider the bad person you no longer are as though they were a dependent in your charge. Everything they did is, rightly, an embarrassment of who you presently are.

    You will continue to be a good person as long as you work to make up for the things that your past self did.

    Not out of guilt, though:
    Out of gratitude that you’re no longer that person.












  • Cyrus Draegur@lemm.eetoNews@lemmy.world*Permanently Deleted*
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    83
    arrow-down
    38
    ·
    6 days ago

    Boomer negligence and outright malfeasance ruins yet another millennial life on several levels…

    If her parents had been fucking responsible, she’d be in less shit right now.

    If her parents’ GENERATION hadn’t been FUCKING EVIL, there wouldn’t be as much shit to BE in in the first place.


  • … If there were a word like ‘delicate’ that did not imply fragility. And smooth. I admire the care you’ve taken of yourself to land such a balance. If this image of you were a drink, it’s clear and clean and refreshing. As a song, a clear melody, sweet and soothing, without distraction. I wish rising from bed on a day off felt more like the way you look.



  • Cyrus Draegur@lemm.eetome_irl@lemmy.worldme_irl
    link
    fedilink
    English
    arrow-up
    7
    ·
    6 days ago

    mood.

    at best I’ve been able to finagle some kind of gerry rig of empathy where i can tell that someone else is enjoying it and i can kinda emulate it…

    … this has been little more than a survival camouflage, however, to blend in temporarily and only long enough to slip by.

    only after realizing and accepting that I’m asexual does it finally click why the “locker room banter” I’d always encountered in life felt so DEEPLY UNCOMFORTABLE for me. relationships too when we got close to particular milestones. then i wouldn’t be able to maintain the illusion and they would recognize SOMETHING was “off” about me and become obsessed with trying to “solve” me like i was some kind of riddle… OR WORSE: they began assuming that whatever i “must” have “really” been into “HAD” to have been some really fucked up shit.

    these people were literally incapable of comprehending that shit didn’t do anything for me.

    at least i can appreciate aesthetic beauty in the same way that i appreciate waterfalls or sunsets or shit like that but I’ve never wanted to fuck those either >_>;