Change: happens all the time; never there when you want it.
“when doctors tell heart patients they will die if they don’t change their habits, only one in seven will be able to follow through successfully. Desire and motivation aren’t enough: even when it’s literally a matter of life or death, the ability to change remains maddeningly elusive.” https://hbr.org/product/immunity-to-change-how-to-overcome-it-and-unlock-t/an/1736-HBK-ENG
The biggest lie of all is a ‘true self’. We all wear masks to face the world. Including to ourselves. But if you cut away all the masks, is there anything left? That said, changing who one is, is just changing one’s decisions.
Wait wait wait, I just realized something. There’s 777,777 or so god corpses, right? They were also split up into white and black? Where is god corpse 777,778? Is that why Earth doesn’t have a fatal case of Demiurge Dictatorship, by not being on the map?
It is known that Earth lies within the realms of Mother Om; it merely has yet to be reaped. Give her another couple thousand years, she’ll get around to it.
The nature of the Missing God is one of the great mysteries yet to be revealed.
Troubling logic indeed, but distressingly abundant among the devils blue. I once had an imp try to convince my that her divesting myself of my storefront would triple my profits if the storefront guild ran it. Testing her logic, I divested her of her mask, and felt thrice as well as I did before. Later I would sell the mask to an ink guildsman, and last I heard he had it displayed proudly on his wall next to a varied collection of papers and vellum from all the different realms.
I disagree with Cio, there. I figure that, if you notice your life is retracing a pattern you don’t like despite your best efforts, the very least you can do is be worried about it.
I reread the whole archive earlier, it’s kind of interesting how Cio’s appearance starts very insect-like, becomes hardly insect-like at all during the devil bar scene, and has sort of averaged between them by this point.
The key somewhat yet glowed when Allison contemplated the hair dye, but has gone completely dim since. Comfortable enough to surrender to some self pity?
I only now took note, how a very peculiar form to address our Queen does fit…
“Seeker of the Throne, Coveter of Fire”
She did stop running, after all, and, as all do who just rose to adversity, seeks to grow to the challenge, grow the fire that is the soul. Especially here.
Anyone notice how the key is kind of see through/not white? It’s almost like it’s that way because her will is weak in that moment. I swear the attention to details in this comic is amazing.
Most of what’s changed about me in the 35 years or so I can remember is constantly becoming more aware of other people, learning to consider their perspective and needs and suffering, learning to care about them. I’ve learned that it feels good to care, and I try to do it as much as possible, but it’s a learned skill, I only do it by conscious effort, it’s tiring, I forget sometimes. Cio would certainly say I’m pretending, it’s not really who I am.
But to that I’ll say, what difference does it make how real it is? The real me could never make me happy, the fake me does. Even from a perspective of caring about other people only so far as they’re useful to me, I’m gaining so much from learning to care, it’s teaching me endlessly about myself, the world, natural science and all kinds of things I like to know. Pretending is good for me. Pretending has a future. Just as long as you’re not attaching too much value to this concept of a “real self”. Hey I think the comic has said something about that stuff on occasion.
I think if the way you act now is different from the way you act before, then each one was the real you in the moment. To say any particular version of you is more real that others is a deliberate choice on our part to assign more importance to some traits over others. I think it makes more sense to just treat people as living things that grow and mature over time.
That is, as far as we can measure, categorically incorrect. People change, and you can claim that all those changes are a façade and that the true self stays the same, but it could be equally true to say we are born not ourselves and our true self is who we become. the most honest thing you could say, I think, is simply that people grow. If who you are today is different from who you are in a decade, it makes sense to say each one is who you are in that moment.
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Perhaps her former (?) husband did not appreciate her tongue enough…
Change: happens all the time; never there when you want it.
“when doctors tell heart patients they will die if they don’t change their habits, only one in seven will be able to follow through successfully. Desire and motivation aren’t enough: even when it’s literally a matter of life or death, the ability to change remains maddeningly elusive.”
https://hbr.org/product/immunity-to-change-how-to-overcome-it-and-unlock-t/an/1736-HBK-ENG
The biggest lie of all is a ‘true self’. We all wear masks to face the world. Including to ourselves. But if you cut away all the masks, is there anything left? That said, changing who one is, is just changing one’s decisions.
Wait wait wait, I just realized something. There’s 777,777 or so god corpses, right? They were also split up into white and black? Where is god corpse 777,778? Is that why Earth doesn’t have a fatal case of Demiurge Dictatorship, by not being on the map?
It is known that Earth lies within the realms of Mother Om; it merely has yet to be reaped. Give her another couple thousand years, she’ll get around to it.
The nature of the Missing God is one of the great mysteries yet to be revealed.
It is typically believed that there is exactly one more God born of YIS than of UN.
It is rarely believed that there is a exactly one Grey God.
Troubling logic indeed, but distressingly abundant among the devils blue. I once had an imp try to convince my that her divesting myself of my storefront would triple my profits if the storefront guild ran it. Testing her logic, I divested her of her mask, and felt thrice as well as I did before. Later I would sell the mask to an ink guildsman, and last I heard he had it displayed proudly on his wall next to a varied collection of papers and vellum from all the different realms.
On a different note we’re getting closer and closer to the point where these two will make out. It has to happen eventually.
… Says the being of pure chaos to the universe of potential in a shell of meat.
I disagree with Cio, there. I figure that, if you notice your life is retracing a pattern you don’t like despite your best efforts, the very least you can do is be worried about it.
I reread the whole archive earlier, it’s kind of interesting how Cio’s appearance starts very insect-like, becomes hardly insect-like at all during the devil bar scene, and has sort of averaged between them by this point.
The key somewhat yet glowed when Allison contemplated the hair dye, but has gone completely dim since. Comfortable enough to surrender to some self pity?
Strike hard and fast, light the match and set alight the winds of change.
…If only I could have such lovely chitinous bristles on my legs, perhaps I would be able to resist this damnable urge to shave them…
They’re on the same bed
Yes
This is happening
My fanfiction is coming true
Also Cio’s, probably
“Suddenly, gazing deep into her azure orbs, the devil drew close and…”
I only now took note, how a very peculiar form to address our Queen does fit…
“Seeker of the Throne, Coveter of Fire”
She did stop running, after all, and, as all do who just rose to adversity, seeks to grow to the challenge, grow the fire that is the soul. Especially here.
This line coming from her after hearing the tales of her past self is ominous.
Anyone notice how the key is kind of see through/not white? It’s almost like it’s that way because her will is weak in that moment. I swear the attention to details in this comic is amazing.
You should see what this guy can do with banisters!
That ship is picking up steam.
Seeing those last three panels was the thing that finally convinced me to read this comic and let me tell you I have not been disappointed.
Cio’s Haiku:
“Ten thousand bark rings
but in the middle, coursing
sap you begin with”
_________
Most of what’s changed about me in the 35 years or so I can remember is constantly becoming more aware of other people, learning to consider their perspective and needs and suffering, learning to care about them. I’ve learned that it feels good to care, and I try to do it as much as possible, but it’s a learned skill, I only do it by conscious effort, it’s tiring, I forget sometimes. Cio would certainly say I’m pretending, it’s not really who I am.
But to that I’ll say, what difference does it make how real it is? The real me could never make me happy, the fake me does. Even from a perspective of caring about other people only so far as they’re useful to me, I’m gaining so much from learning to care, it’s teaching me endlessly about myself, the world, natural science and all kinds of things I like to know. Pretending is good for me. Pretending has a future. Just as long as you’re not attaching too much value to this concept of a “real self”. Hey I think the comic has said something about that stuff on occasion.
I think if the way you act now is different from the way you act before, then each one was the real you in the moment. To say any particular version of you is more real that others is a deliberate choice on our part to assign more importance to some traits over others. I think it makes more sense to just treat people as living things that grow and mature over time.
That is, as far as we can measure, categorically incorrect. People change, and you can claim that all those changes are a façade and that the true self stays the same, but it could be equally true to say we are born not ourselves and our true self is who we become. the most honest thing you could say, I think, is simply that people grow. If who you are today is different from who you are in a decade, it makes sense to say each one is who you are in that moment.
Thanks for posting this info. I just want to let you know that I just check out your site and I find it very interesting and informative. I can’t wait to read lots of your posts.
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