Velya Tenebris
@veloraxzia.bsky.social
Just a goth moth stuck in the broth | ''My life is a shitpost and not even the funny kind'' | 23 🏳️⚧️ | MS in ME and CpE turned failpuppygirl :3| I work in Concentrating Solar Thermal Power
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I possess a brain smoother than my thighs and a personality flatter than my chest
I need a hat that just says:
>Men want me
>Women hate me
>I Fish
>Men want me
>Women hate me
>I Fish
December 18, 2025 at 1:39 PM
I need a hat that just says:
>Men want me
>Women hate me
>I Fish
>Men want me
>Women hate me
>I Fish
Huh...
Did not think my life would ever go *this* direction, but I guess I'm teaching as a professor next semester???
Crazy shit...
Did not think my life would ever go *this* direction, but I guess I'm teaching as a professor next semester???
Crazy shit...
December 17, 2025 at 7:48 PM
Huh...
Did not think my life would ever go *this* direction, but I guess I'm teaching as a professor next semester???
Crazy shit...
Did not think my life would ever go *this* direction, but I guess I'm teaching as a professor next semester???
Crazy shit...
>And yet,
>Still,
>Even at the top,
>We can lay back our heads
>And gaze at the stars beyond
>Still,
>Even at the top,
>We can lay back our heads
>And gaze at the stars beyond
...yet there will be a day when there are no more higher goals, and the heavens were just a lie you told yourself. Climb till you tire, only to realize the time was spent wasted, grasping for something never even there
November 25, 2025 at 1:00 PM
>And yet,
>Still,
>Even at the top,
>We can lay back our heads
>And gaze at the stars beyond
>Still,
>Even at the top,
>We can lay back our heads
>And gaze at the stars beyond
At least,
If I'm loved,
Even just a little bit,
By someone,
I'll make it.
If I'm loved,
Even just a little bit,
By someone,
I'll make it.
November 25, 2025 at 12:56 PM
At least,
If I'm loved,
Even just a little bit,
By someone,
I'll make it.
If I'm loved,
Even just a little bit,
By someone,
I'll make it.
Damn...I do be fuddled...
November 23, 2025 at 2:18 PM
Damn...I do be fuddled...
>I'm so tired
>of looking again;
>I'm so scared
>of getting hurt again;
>Running away
>doesn't fix anything;
>Whatever;
>We carry on;
>Into this
>Endless;
>Black;
>Void;
>of looking again;
>I'm so scared
>of getting hurt again;
>Running away
>doesn't fix anything;
>Whatever;
>We carry on;
>Into this
>Endless;
>Black;
>Void;
October 25, 2025 at 7:17 PM
>I'm so tired
>of looking again;
>I'm so scared
>of getting hurt again;
>Running away
>doesn't fix anything;
>Whatever;
>We carry on;
>Into this
>Endless;
>Black;
>Void;
>of looking again;
>I'm so scared
>of getting hurt again;
>Running away
>doesn't fix anything;
>Whatever;
>We carry on;
>Into this
>Endless;
>Black;
>Void;
>Sans Signifié, Signifiant, et Soi~
October 16, 2025 at 6:56 PM
>Sans Signifié, Signifiant, et Soi~
Gegen:
>Geilheit!
>Голода!
>Glücklichkeit!
>Geilheit!
>Голода!
>Glücklichkeit!
October 16, 2025 at 6:56 PM
Gegen:
>Geilheit!
>Голода!
>Glücklichkeit!
>Geilheit!
>Голода!
>Glücklichkeit!
>Day after Day
>I waiKe before I craYk
>Send upon me Deliverance
>For my life was a Mistake
>I waiKe before I craYk
>Send upon me Deliverance
>For my life was a Mistake
October 16, 2025 at 6:36 PM
>Day after Day
>I waiKe before I craYk
>Send upon me Deliverance
>For my life was a Mistake
>I waiKe before I craYk
>Send upon me Deliverance
>For my life was a Mistake
>The Self is Structurally defined by Memetics; Without Memes, I will Die
October 16, 2025 at 6:33 PM
>The Self is Structurally defined by Memetics; Without Memes, I will Die
>Trees! Trees!
>The magical Lock!
>The more I See,
>The more I Talk!
>The magical Lock!
>The more I See,
>The more I Talk!
October 16, 2025 at 6:32 PM
>Trees! Trees!
>The magical Lock!
>The more I See,
>The more I Talk!
>The magical Lock!
>The more I See,
>The more I Talk!
My goals aren't Materialistic, Moral, or Emotional: Rather, they're completely Aesthetic
>Are We Cool Yet
>Are We Cool Yet
October 16, 2025 at 6:27 PM
My goals aren't Materialistic, Moral, or Emotional: Rather, they're completely Aesthetic
>Are We Cool Yet
>Are We Cool Yet
"Y'all always arguing about the "Real" and "Imaginary", but can't see that the real "Real" and "Imaginary" were the Lacan and Deleuze we made along the way"
-Slavoj Land, probably...
-Slavoj Land, probably...
October 16, 2025 at 6:23 PM
"Y'all always arguing about the "Real" and "Imaginary", but can't see that the real "Real" and "Imaginary" were the Lacan and Deleuze we made along the way"
-Slavoj Land, probably...
-Slavoj Land, probably...
>They put us into little boxes
>Tell us how to think
>But when we dare to disagree
>They gut us in the sink
>Tell us how to think
>But when we dare to disagree
>They gut us in the sink
October 16, 2025 at 6:20 PM
>They put us into little boxes
>Tell us how to think
>But when we dare to disagree
>They gut us in the sink
>Tell us how to think
>But when we dare to disagree
>They gut us in the sink
>Happiness is a myth, created to sell more antidepressants
October 16, 2025 at 6:18 PM
>Happiness is a myth, created to sell more antidepressants
>Eyes of Wood
>From a Soul that's Dead
>Pour out the Blood
>Save the Flesh instead
>From a Soul that's Dead
>Pour out the Blood
>Save the Flesh instead
October 16, 2025 at 6:17 PM
>Eyes of Wood
>From a Soul that's Dead
>Pour out the Blood
>Save the Flesh instead
>From a Soul that's Dead
>Pour out the Blood
>Save the Flesh instead
>This Lonesome Sadness
>Creates a Numbing Madness
>Bent to the Will: Monotony
>Mahogany Dreams
>Walking in this World of Red
>All around Us: The Gracious Dead
>Creates a Numbing Madness
>Bent to the Will: Monotony
>Mahogany Dreams
>Walking in this World of Red
>All around Us: The Gracious Dead
October 16, 2025 at 6:16 PM
>This Lonesome Sadness
>Creates a Numbing Madness
>Bent to the Will: Monotony
>Mahogany Dreams
>Walking in this World of Red
>All around Us: The Gracious Dead
>Creates a Numbing Madness
>Bent to the Will: Monotony
>Mahogany Dreams
>Walking in this World of Red
>All around Us: The Gracious Dead
>If the natural state of a Human is Isolation,
>then it is better to become Numb
>to the Starvation of Touch,
>than it is to address It at all.
>then it is better to become Numb
>to the Starvation of Touch,
>than it is to address It at all.
October 16, 2025 at 6:10 PM
>If the natural state of a Human is Isolation,
>then it is better to become Numb
>to the Starvation of Touch,
>than it is to address It at all.
>then it is better to become Numb
>to the Starvation of Touch,
>than it is to address It at all.
>Suicidality is just psychosocial capitalism
October 16, 2025 at 6:05 PM
>Suicidality is just psychosocial capitalism
>Genocide of the Masses: Death as a Function of Time
October 16, 2025 at 6:04 PM
>Genocide of the Masses: Death as a Function of Time
You keep climbing, wanting to reach the top, only to find that nothing was awaiting you; you should have stopped while you still had the chance. You reach for higher goals, and stretch out your arms towards the heavens...
October 16, 2025 at 6:02 PM
You keep climbing, wanting to reach the top, only to find that nothing was awaiting you; you should have stopped while you still had the chance. You reach for higher goals, and stretch out your arms towards the heavens...
> >"Play a posteriori battles; Win a posteriori wars"
October 16, 2025 at 5:51 PM
> >"Play a posteriori battles; Win a posteriori wars"
>Singing in the Brain
>Just singing in the Brain
>What a horrible feeling
>And I'm slipping again
>I'm crying in the sheets
>So dark, down in here
>The Void's in my heart
>And I'm ready to disappear
>Just singing in the Brain
>What a horrible feeling
>And I'm slipping again
>I'm crying in the sheets
>So dark, down in here
>The Void's in my heart
>And I'm ready to disappear
October 16, 2025 at 5:50 PM
>Singing in the Brain
>Just singing in the Brain
>What a horrible feeling
>And I'm slipping again
>I'm crying in the sheets
>So dark, down in here
>The Void's in my heart
>And I'm ready to disappear
>Just singing in the Brain
>What a horrible feeling
>And I'm slipping again
>I'm crying in the sheets
>So dark, down in here
>The Void's in my heart
>And I'm ready to disappear
> >"If you think about it, dreaming about flirting with someone is just you flirting with yourself..."
October 16, 2025 at 5:43 PM
> >"If you think about it, dreaming about flirting with someone is just you flirting with yourself..."
"If there is an incongruence within a Sign, between the Signifier and Signified, then a functional difference has been created, differentiating the Symbol and the Object. By bifurcating the Sign, two new Signs are formed, with their own Symptoms derived from their Symbols."
October 16, 2025 at 5:41 PM
"If there is an incongruence within a Sign, between the Signifier and Signified, then a functional difference has been created, differentiating the Symbol and the Object. By bifurcating the Sign, two new Signs are formed, with their own Symptoms derived from their Symbols."