Uroboros

# same brother, same

i just remembered the absolute frenzy i was in after watching arcane for a while there. anyway if T doesn't make me look like vander i'm blowing up a building.

city of last chances anon come back .... i need to scream about yasnic building a shrine to all the lost gods of ilmar

started house of open wounds.

Freud should put a bunch of water snails in there. Or however you call the fuckers in English. One time someone looks over whilst Snail has his shirt off and you just see a whole army of snails floating and spinning around in his back.

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#surpressing the urge to p a i n t

Fontainebleau State Park, Louisiana by Lana Gramlich

imagine meeting god and they're just some fucking guy.

folded after five minutes.

I've tried to draw the graphs of a function x ↦ x² in ℤ/pℤ for some of prime p's. And the result gives me the feeling like I'm a medieval sage and I'm studying some sort of alchemy :)

Apparently we can see quadratic residues (the numbers which have at least one incoming arrow) and quadratic non-residues (have no incoming arrow). It is a visual representation of a fact that for each prime p there are equal amounts of both, which is (p-1)/2. Also, I could see two structures: cycles and trees, which are always combined and which I am curious to investigate further. Also it's interesting how the number of connected components is related to the number p

It really feels like I gradually unveil the secrets of the universe. The look of my printed paper also gives an impression of an ancient scroll

Just put the mental image in my head of the water snails we once had in our aquarium (those brown grey disk shaped ones that grow way bigger than they have any bussines to) aggressively propelling themselves about and hitting the glass with a loud *THUCK*, but then like in Snails back, and I can't stop laughing

Just imagine being in the same room as him and suddenly you hear a loud *THUCK* echoing trough what you assume is his aquarium-back. And when you eventually gather enough courage to ask someone about it they look you dead in the eyes and tell you it's the snails.

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