Ani Was Writing

   Well, things have happened.     I'm going to put this here in writing so that way people know what's up.      I have pruned a lot of my social media stuff. I have removed a lot of the people I have followed and also removed a lot of people that are following me. Why? Because I feel like I need to. It is a pruning I do toward the end of every year. It is part of a much larger pruning I do in my life that often includes a period of isolation and minimal effort being put into most things.      This year feels a little different though. This year feels more like a good time for me to take stock of where I have been putting my energies and what I need to do to get stuff done.      So I am going to take a year of minimal social media outreach. A Minimal Media year, now that I am coining this season of my life. I have three main areas I want to focus on in my real life, and I cannot do that if I am being pulled by multiple dis...

 I am the shadow that lurks in your home. The thing that startles you when all is too quiet. The other metaphorical shoe that drops when you expect it, or the snag in the plan when you least expect it.  I am the destroyer of all in the world. Death reveres me. Disease falls to its knees in fear. Anger calls me its Master. War calls me its Commander. I am the truest suffering of all mortal and immortal kind alike. I lord over all forms of suffering, no matter what the form. All suffering carries out my orders in full adoration of my plans and machinations. I am the divine cause of all that you consider to be unethical or immoral in your smudge of an existence. I am the other side of the coin.  And now here I am, stuck in this fucking teenage girl's body with a brain that only carries one brain cell!  Oh, please, it's not that bad up there! I keep it clean and tidy, just like my adorably pink Hello Kitty-themed room!  If there was a deity kind enough to get me out...

 I am simply posting this to say that I now (unofficially) have too many squirrel decorations in my space. And with fall winding down, I've been seeing more squirrels.  I really do enjoy squirrels. Squirrels are amazingly wonderful at burying their work and leaving it to sprout on its own. They are great at picking the best foods and enjoying them when they can. They are the most erratic and exciting of the city dwellers that I know. No other animal quite compares to their antics.  Needless to say, squirrels are my favorite animals. And that's the majority of my thought at the moment.  Well, not all of it...

 Today marks one month into being 31. And I'm already over it.     Well, maybe not being over 31 in terms of my personal work and development. I've actually felt pretty good this month overall, especially after I've made a discovery about myself or explored a thought that I hadn't explored in a long time. That stuff has been amazing, and I feel like I'm making progress on understanding myself more and learning to work with or around parts of my perspective that are flawed and warped. They are parts of my perspective that I will gladly point to being different than what I've seen from most people.      On the other hand, I've been having a harder time dealing with my environment. In my choice to change jobs and try to make more money, I find my social life is a bit more cold than I would like. Sure, I can chat with my co-workers, but it is not the same vibe I used to have. These co-workers are a bit colder to me than my previous job. Granted, I worked for se...

 I'm going to shill this here, just because I can. As some of you may or may not know, I have been enjoying my spiritual journey lately, especially when it comes to collecting and using tarot or oracle decks.    With that in mind, there is a tarot reader on Tik Tok that has recently branched out into the Twitch community to play games and give tarot readings when he has a break in the game. His name is Uncle Bronze, and he is simply one of the more wholesome, honest tarot readers I've come across on either Tik Tok, YouTube, or Twitch. I will gladly link his social stuff in the hyperlinks below. Feel free to stop by (and if you feel like it, tell him Ani or AC sent you)!  Uncle Bronze Tik Tok  - This is his primary social media for the moment. He posts all kinds of tarot readings here, as well as tidbits of other stuff he is doing.  Uncle Bronze Twitch  - Streaming whatever games he feels like. Usually CoD or Spiderman-related stuff. Also does readings ...

 Hey!  So... it's October. And my last post was in May.      I would like to apologize first. There was (and is still) a lot going on in my personal life. Between my personal life and the lack of motivation on my end to really keep up with my writing schedule, this blog might have lost some of its steam. And that is entirely my fault.      Going forward, I will do my best to return to a regular content schedule. I plan on modifying this blog slightly as well, just to remove some of the blog posts that I have removed from the blog (aka the long-form story stuff). I may in the future publish some longer works, but they will probably be on other platforms with teasers posted here. I want to keep this blog for some of my smaller ideas and some more personal opinions on the things going on in my life or something I have been thinking of. (You can thank  Dr. Iver Arnegard  for the inspiration to come back and steer my blog in this direction ag...

 I'm a little torn between two mindsets at the moment.     In one world, I'm sit down and bring myself to stream my writing, post on this blog, and just generally wear a mask that says "I like being online right now, and everything I feel is positive and happy."     In another world, I stop being online entirely. My accounts become husks, never posting again (or ever, in some cases).     In one world, I continue the things that usually keep me going: writing, reading, crochet, and the occasional video game or mobile game.      In another world, I stop doing all of it and become another face in a crowd with no creative spark in them.      In one world, I am social, both online and in my real life.      In another world, I retreat into isolation for a long time, like I did back in the day during spring.      Why am I feeling like I am between these two worlds? I am not entirely sure. A lot of it...

 I've been dealing my whole life.  Dealing with people, places, things, situations, experiences. Just everything.  But tonight was a type of deal that I wasn't expecting so late into my life.  Let me set the scene for ya.      My name is -and I swear on my mother's grave, it is my real name- Jester Lester. My family thought it would be funny to give the middle child a ridiculous name. So yeah, that's my name. I'm the middle child of five, coming from a long line of gamblers and manipulators of gamblers. All of my family works within the casino industry for the majority of their life, starting at a young age. If we weren't able to run a table or collect the cash and chips, we were helping fix the slots or making sure the old hag at the buffet had everything she needed to keep her there. My younger siblings just graduated -well, that's a horrible but funny way to word it- into working the slots and collecting the money. My older siblings help my parents ...

 I don't often speak out about my opinions in public. I understand that most of my opinions are fairly obtuse and definitely not popular in the slightest. So I will simply toss them out into this Void that is my blog.     Please keep in mind that all of these opinions are from April 2023 me. At any point I can change them. Speaking of... You can change your mind whenever you want. There is nothing and no-one stopping you. I have run into too many people online that like to pull up old tweets or internet ramblings as some sort of "gotcha" against the person they want to hurt. But this -in the end- means barely anything. Could it hurt them in the future with certain things? Maybe, assuming that other people tied to a target will agree with the attacks and accusations. But by the time anyone draws their last breath, none of this will matter. None of it. Everyone you meet online is a character. Everyone you meet in person could be too.   Again, another opinion based...

      "Wouldn't that be amazing though?"     "I don't know about amazing, Dad. It is definitely a wild thought though."     "Isn't it? But that would explain so much about why cars seem to disappear and reappear on the major roadways all over the world!"     "Time travelers. Or would it be teleporting creatures?"     "It would be both. Absolutely."     I can't hear the rest of the conversation between this human male and his daughter as the green light on the road pushes all of our automobiles forward. A few motorcycles zoom by as well, too fast to pick up on the music they might be listening to.      "Did you find a Pathway yet?" My partner asks as she scans the Pathway Connector again. "We need to get to that party soon. I don't like missing such important get-togethers."     "I will find it. It is a fairly specific Pathway, even with how popular it is on the planet." I shake my head a...

    The warning flashed on our holographic communicators and every other holographic screen in our house. We were waiting for it with anxious darting eyes and shallow breaths. As soon as the tones sounded and we saw it, we all ran to find what we needed for the warning.   BLINDFOLD WARNING This is a blindfold warning! Please locate and wear your blindfolds until otherwise notified by a figure of authority. All those without blindfolds must barricade themselves in a dark room until otherwise notified. This is not a drill or test. Please locate and wear your blindfolds after reading this message!     We all found our blindfolds and put them on. It didn't take long before we heard a knock on the door and a familiar voice called out to us. "Family 126. Please link your bodies together so I can guide you to a safe location. Make sure all of your Asif are in their miniature terrariums and in your possession."     "They are. We're coming." Dad called back. H...

    "Normally, my friend would be running around by now, trying to steal my thunder." Charlie says to his other friends as I approach. "He always steals my thunder! I never get a chance to be in the spotlight of any- oh, dammit!"     "Something wrong, Charlie?" I wonder as our friends welcome me into the circle they made with Charlie.      Charlie looks all over my body and grumbles at a familiar token. "Again?! Seriously! Every time!"     I get really confused. "What are you on about? I don't see why my necklace automatically makes you so agitated with-"     "Don't bother! I just- Agh!" Charlie stomps away. "I'll just go practice with my sword. That will make me the-"     "Do you even know what's up with Charlie?" One of the others lazily waves toward Charlie's direction.      "I honestly have no idea." I shrug. "But come on. Let's go find him to make sure he didn...

 Ha! Jokes on you. There is no blog post here.     Well, okay, not a real one anyway. More like a thank-you to those of you who have been reading my stuff, coming to see me on streams, and generally seem interested in my work.      Apologies for my lack of enthusiasm about writing toward the end of my writing months. I am going to be working on that to figure out why I seem to have a problem with that.      Keep an eye out for different things on all my socials. I try to make each one special to a certain type of post, to the best of my ability. I should probably post those here, eh? ~Socials!~ Twitch: twitch.tv/animuscustodius [Where I stream, usually randomly] Twitter: https://twitter.com/AnimusCustodius [Where I tweet blog post announcements or off-handed comments] Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/animuscustodius/ [Where pictures for inspiration/deep thought go] TikTok: @animuscustodius [Meant for private stuff, may post things even...

  Location: X-elia, Creator's Omniverse Description: A large temple found in unexplored forest of X-elia capital planet. Temple has entry and altar room above ground with an underground labyrinth of treasure rooms, libraries, and other special rooms underground. The underground area seems to reach through the planet's layers with little corrosion or decay. All passages are sealed with a puzzle and a cryptic message. Once the cryptic message is decoded, it provides information either about the puzzle or the area around the puzzle. Scholar's Information: According to the local information, this temple is called Tapmaka Tapmaca. It is one that predates the current civilization setup and the three before it. Since X-elian civilization keeps a great record of previous civilizations due to time-travel scholarship, we know that this temple was specifically built for the Creator and those who align with the Creator's mission. The cryptograms are enchanted and will be solved alo...

    It is one of the hardest things in life; dealing with the matters of the heart.      Normally, I save my blog posts for Saturdays. I have a few of them to catch up on and backdate, but they will be up within the next few days. But I needed to get this out of my journal pages and out of my head and my aching heart before I lose my mind. So consider this a sort of content warning for those who do not like to read this kind of stuff.  ~      The first hurdle was fifth grade.      The first time I truly desired to make my feelings known to someone else was as a child. I had a crush on someone who was much faster and stronger than I was. I wanted to express those feelings as a secret admirer. I hoped that with a tucked Valentine card under a student's desk chair, all would be acknowledged and life could go on. Heck, maybe I would have the first guy I actually wanted to be around as a boyfriend if he figured out who I was.  ...

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      The knowledge of the layers is forbidden to the students of the Klarion Academy. This knowledge -when found and recorded- must be kept in Klarion's "Holy of Holies," a section of forbidden only accessible to the headmaster of Klarion. ~     "Arthur! Arthur!" You call out to your friend as soon as a guarding golem rumbles pass you. "I know you are a blue robe, but this is ridiculous."      You see the flash of a blue robe in the shadow of a tree in front of you. "Oh, come on. You are such a yellow! Aren't you curious about who has been going in and out of the Holy of Holies, especially if it's not the headmaster?"     "Sure I am. But I know it's the headmaster's job to figure out, not ours!"     "So instead of tuning into your unique intellectual nature, you're just going to go back to your bed in the middle of the night and pretend nothing is happening?" You see a pale finger point up to the encha...

       She hears her name from the bartender out front. Probably telling her that her customer for the night is at the bar with his third drink and enough peanuts in him to make an elephant jealous. She fixes her lipstick and makes sure the mid-length black glitter dress hugs her waist more than her hips. She yells to the other girls to keep a watch on the area while she's gone. A chorus of half-hearted confirmation bathes her in indifference. She shrugs and walks out into the bar below to spot her customer.     Once again, it's another night for Sher. She always knew that her life was going to be a bit more on the mundane side of things. Her mother told that a long time ago as Sher watched her scrounge every last penny they had for the food and books they both needed. Her mother -in a vain attempt to get out of the mundane- studied at the nearby college so she could teach. Sher chose another path; one that seemed more exciting at first.     She s...