Stoned Architect 1: "DUUUUDE WE SHOULD HANG A GIANT BUILDING FROM AN ASTEROID IN SPAAAAAACE"

Stoned Architect 1: "DUUUUDE WE SHOULD HANG A GIANT BUILDING FROM AN ASTEROID IN SPAAAAAACE"

Stoned Architect 2: "DUUUUUUDE THAT SOUNDS RAAAAAAAAD"

Stoned Architect 1: "DUUUUUUDE"

Stoned Architect 2: "DUUUUUUUUUUDE"

And thus, the idea of the Analemma Tower was born

Our World was lonesome, pallid, and bleak. And small; though at the time, no one could imagine a world being any larger than the one we inhabited. It was only a few thousand miles long at its longest, and was crossed and bordered by what we came to comprehend as Walls, Walls that stretched up to the very Sky. We, the People, lived in colonies –if our meager numbers could a colony comprise– scattered in the Walls across Our World. There were some, however, who preferred to inhabit the lightless, dank labyrinth beneath the hard, barren ground of Our World. The Underworlders alone knew the true nature of Our World. They had even claimed to have seen –been to– a place beyond Our World, but we laughed in our ignorance and professed that there was no such place. There was only Our World, nothing more. We could have not have been more wrong.

Missing Sketchbook Update II

It's been approximately two weeks and no physical trace of the notebook has turned up (besides the severed cover, which fell off long before I lost it anyways). As I said in my previous update, Goblintongue is completely restored and I have actually been making adjustments and improvements to it lately. I managed to fully recover Elvish as well. Soon I'll get around to deciphering the traces of Neo-Zorsk and Bïïkani.

....the expenditure of mass resources proceeds at a roughly known pace in an abiotic, stellar universe with vast yet finite mass. However, when sophonts evolve and shape the world to their whim, their energy needs demand that the stellar processes be first imitated, then harnessed, then artificially induced; all accelerated. Thus it follows that the more sophonts a universe has, the faster it dies...

ancient Drifter text

The Moon looks pretty rad tonight

I was writing my astronomy homework about the moon and tried to write

“the moon appears red during a total lunar eclipse […]”

but instead I accidentally wrote

“the moon appears rad during a total lunar eclipse”

Well… I… I guess it does, if you wanna think about it that way.

me: I have my mother’s eyes, my father’s smile, and my grandmother’s sneeze

person: uhhh what? your grandm-

me: *sneezes, waking up deaf people in Taiwan and launching myself into the stratosphere*

person: … gesundheit…???