What a terrible world, what a beautiful world

I feel a little bit sick

– The Silt Verses Season 3, Chapter 9

— Chapter 27: So I'll Bear It Trembling Onwards.

not carson going "im just a little guy"💀💀💀💀

brother you are RUNNING THE COUNTRY

Shrue said a few episodes ago, “I found my breaking point. And it was you.”

Faulkner finally broke down and began begging and screaming when he heard Carpenter was alive and with Shrue. Carpenter was his breaking point. And it is so damn delicious because he has held onto her memory as an anchor point, hoping that she lives on, even if she hates him forever. When he finds out she is alive and in danger, the dam breaks, the stained glass cracks, the mask falls.

Meanwhile, Carpenter’s voice is lilting and grim when she talks about Faulkner. “I told him. I told him I wouldn’t take another life in his name. I was done with him. And yet, there you are, brother. And here I am.” There he is, forcing her hand yet again. Leaving her with no choice but to break her own vow.

These two make me insane and I don’t think there’s any way back for their relationship. I’m still hoping that somehow there is.

it's good to relisten to the silt verses from the beginning from time to time so that you can feel a deep and inconsolable sadness well up from within when you realise how much more desperate and exhausted carpenter sounds with each successive season

We're so back

“It begins, as terrible things often do, with a knife.”

I feel like I need to listen again to The Secret of st Kilda.

colin meloy cast spell of make me so sick with feeling i have to go lie down. what the hell colin.

We keep ploughing on, through the dark and polluted waters - my prophet and me.

seablings brainrot anyone

see the moon, falling

So I'm listening to Deuteronomy 2:10 (again), and 'Look hard at my stripes, there'll be no more after me' rightfully gets a lot of appreciation but what really gets me is the final verse. The whispery delivery that increases in volume on the line 'I sang all night', the emphasis on the 'tiny'-ness of this little being, the line 'claim my place beneath the sky'?!? The idea that the golden toad's last song ultimately ended in extinction but that the final individual continued to sing all alone nonetheless? Crying again.

Something about Paige starting the show locked in an unforgiving routine she hates (with mild alcoholism) and now in season three faced with unmitigated change every day she hates (with serious alcoholism)

you love your god, but youre not sure you like him anymore. you go on a pilgrimage anyways, with a fanatical young boy, and meet some weird divorced cop you have to run from because your partner turns a guy into a crab. you (mostly accidentally) take a hostage, and shes pretty okay actually. you part on good terms, something thats absolutely not normal between kidnappers and kidnappees, but hey, whatever man. you find what youre looking for, and youre not sure you love your god anymore. the fanatical kid you thought you bonded with completely fucks off, hating you for your disbelief. the weird divorced cop finally catches you, but your hostage/friend(????) jailbreaks you (NOT NORMAL) and hes left handcuffed to the door of the precinct, ranting and raving about how hes going to hunt you down to the ends of the earth. you try to stop your fanatical partner from doing mass murder, but you dont have to. he prays to and you curse your god, and he answers (to who?). a weird old lady finds you but not him, so your fanatical friend is probably dead. youre mean but shes nice, and you think you could love the goddess she worships. you try to help out and two feral children catch you, turns out the fanatical kid is alive and has power in the church now. theyre not your people anymore, but you work to save them from the government backed feral children. the kid calls you sister. and then he frames you for the double murder he does. he cries as he does it, but he does it anyways. he sends his dogs after you and there is no rest, no reprieve. your new goddess keeps you alive, but you are caught anyways, and your old god kills to save you. you hate him for it, hate him for loving you, for wanting you back. you are caught again and youre done this time. you just want it to be over.

and then the fucking divorced cop who, last time you saw him, was screaming about you finding a prey god to pray to because he will never let you feel safe again, is jogging up and, in a jovial tone, calling you an old friend and asking his friends to patch you up. like what the fuck would you do

Wow, Nimona did really did say that the threat is just a dream you made up and the monster is a girl who did nothing and teaching your children to hate just means the next generation will grow up blaming someone else for the fires they start with their own torches and there’s nothing outside the walls but a better world and don’t you just want to fucking break something sometimes and- and- and-

Nimona sure is a movie