i’m never gonna stop laughing about this. it debuted on tumblr in 2017 and i think of it OFTEN.
"The pale king's light was as inescapable as the radiance's" god that reminds me, I get so annoyed when people pit the raidiance and pk against each other to try and figure out who is the good guy, when the entire subversion HK is built upon is:
Light = bad
Dark = good (or at least better than the light)
Something you basically never see in fantasy media! Especially not western fantasy media!
The biggest victim in this entire story is and always has been the void. The ancient void civilization/worshippers are gone (perhaps because of the raidiance, considering she refers to the void as her ancient enemy), their current descendents, the snails, have their power shunned, and then what remains of the void is exploited by the pale king to win his war with the radiance.
The game is about putting an end to that.
I’ve always joked about how one of the actual messages of hollow knight is “no kings no gods no masters” but like i mean. When every single antagonistic god is associated with overwhelming light filling up the empty spaces inside you until you’re brought into their thrall (for purpose, for unity, etc) it is, perhaps, not unfounded to think about it like that.
And yeah, it does frustrate me a lot that people see the subversion and then will argue until the sun goes down about how BUT WHAT IF LIGHT WAS GOOD AND DARK WAS BAD ACTUALLY like please. Can we have some context-dependent analysis about Too Much Of One Thing Is Bad, Yes This Includes Light-Themed Things. As you say it’s extremely rare to have a thing that sticks very clearly to its thematics about how darkness is not innately bad and light can be extremely fucked up and people erasing it is like…Ehhhh.
proximity
original image: four panel comic titled “Proximity” by @JNYMFG (op). Each is numbered in the corner, counting from 3 down to 0.
Panel #3 is yellow-toned, with an over-the-shoulder shot of a cheerful man reading the newspaper headline MORE WAR and thinking: “How awful… but I have my own problems!”
Panel #2 is orange-toned, showing a distraught woman reading the same headline, and thinking: “But my husband has family there!”
Panel #1 is red-toned, showing a pensive man reading the same headline, and thinking: “If I’d stayed, maybe I could have saved them.”
Panel #0 is entirely blacked out.reblog image: photo of poem titled The Diameter of the Bomb. Poem reads:
The diameter of the bomb was thirty centimeters
and the diameter of its effective
range - about seven meters.
And in it four dead and eleven wounded.
And around them in a greater circle
of pain and time are scattered
two hospitals and one cemetery.
But the young woman who was
buried where she came from
over a hundred kilometers away
enlarges the circle greatly.
And the lone man who weeps over her death
in a far corner of a distant country
includes the whole world in the circle.
And I won’t speak at all about the crying of orphans
that reaches to the seat of God
and from there onward, making
the circle without end and without God.Yehuda Amichai (translated from the Hebrew by Yehuda Amichai & Ted Hughes) /end ID
It's so off-putting! Kinda reminds me of the concept of sunlit horror and how being somewhere really bright and open can make you feel exposed. Watched. And I don't want to shit on anyones art, but sometimes I feel too many people focus on the beauty of it rather than the "I need to get out of here and hide in a dark nook" feelings it inspires. Even with the king gone, his gaze lingers in the blinding light that fills the palace walls. It does not feel like a good place to be, and I struggle to imagine it ever was.
YEAH, like in some ways the pale king’s light was as inescapable as the radiance’s and it fills almost every single bit of the white palace dream. I think there’s a real reason symbolically why when you get to the end of it/when you look into the more personal rooms, it’s very dark or the light is less harsh - even he couldn’t seem to bear it in the end and he crawled away to escape that sort of dream of omniscient radiance that he’d instilled in so many.
IT MAKES YOU FEEL SO EXPOSED. There’s nowhere to hide or duck out of sight it’s just All There Forever. Prey animal on an exposed plain sorta feeling
Sometimes I’m talking to a child like hey I’m not mad. I’m not even disappointed really. Your classmates however are going to beat you with sticks if we don’t do something about this.
Listen I know you like clicking the pen. I even have clicked a pen myself once or twice. However.
measure once cut also once, no prablem
concept for a vcarving project
no i get you this was perfectly centered when i wrote it
I have done the cross stitch
I’ve been getting a bunch more snow in my area this year than i did this time last year *visualizes a geoguesser guy who works exclusively from weather reports doxing me* or have I…
the worst extremely low-stakes consequence of societal fatphobia is when a low-calorie/“”“"healthy”“”“ recipe is actually good and suddenly everyone thinks you’re sharing it as a diet aid and not because it fucks hard
anyway put some frozen raspberries in a bowl and pour just a leetle bit of cold oat milk over it and the oat milk will semi-freeze into a kind of ice cream texture. and now you have fake raspberry ripple ice cream that’s 90% raspberries by volume
slightly furious reminder that fish do in fact feel pain and do in fact experience fear and distress when in pain since people seem to love spreading the myth that fish don’t feel pain. what is it with people assuming a creature is incapable of feeling pain or emotion just because it doesn’t have complex facial muscles. come on gang
As my main income, I work with fish in a specialty pet store that’s privately owned (so I’m allowed to say no and be stern to customers when it’s needed).
You learn really quickly that not only do fish have individual personalities and emotions but they also have memories and recognize people! There are certain fish who will only come out for me and hide for everyone else. The pufferfish spits at me because she gets pissy that I haven’t fed her. The flowerhorn bites everyone but me and my coworker when we clean his tank. I trained a fire eel to come up and eat directly out of my hand.
Fish are beautiful complex creatures and I thank the universe everyday that I get to work in a place where I’m encouraged to tell animal abusers to fuck right off.