LITERALLY WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE YOU?

and could you explain your, like, thought process on angels and telephone poles?

[IMAGE OF AWESOME WOLF HERE]

I hid my bank account information somewhere on this page. Buy yourself something nice, breathtaker!

It's so crazy how you're here right now. I mean, around eight billion people on earth, and you wound up in the woods with me. There are birds singing. Can you hear them? I think I hear a spotted towhee in there!

This is the page where I talk about myself. You're here because you wanted to hear me talk about myself. Thank you for stopping by!

TOP NON-ASTRONOMICAL PHENOMENA
  1. deja vu
  2. a marble rolling accross a wooden table
  3. a teen somewhere in america misspelling the word across

I am a self-diagnosed writer, artist, and wannabee scientist with a particular vigour towards astronomy. My favorite artistic medium is a blank sheet of paper with a ballpoint pen and a marker or two - preferably a dying one, as you can get some fun textures out of those! My writing style, as probably evident by everything on this site, has been profoundly influenced by Welcome To Night Vale. I have a large collection of rocks, an even larger collection of stuffed animals, and a comparatively modest collection of animal bones. One of my favorite stuffed animals is a very large rainbow trout named Jean, after my first crush.

We've already established that my pronouns are BLAAAAAAAGH BLRREEEEEERGHHHH BLAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH!!!!! But, see, that's not actually true. In reality, I'm genderfluid, and my preferred pronouns shift by the day. As expressed on my homepage, I'm delighted with people defaulting to they/them or it/its - it/its in the sense of a concept, or the observable universe.

Hey, speaking of concepts, don't you guys think it's weird to identify only as human? I mean, we're all sitting here, and our big rock is spinning, and we're comprehending things way beyond the scope of one human body, and yet we're still expected to fit our identities into that body. No sirree, it's a no from me! The meat is limiting! I identify broadly as otherkin, and I like the label spacekin since all these molecules I carry around were manufactured in a star somewhere and I live in keeeeeeeeen awareness of that. I guess you can say I'm a snooty philosophical otherkin. Not fully human because, philosophically, I can't reason out a reason to be.

Interests? I have interests! Talk to me about:

Wolves - commonly understood to be any members of the species Canis lupus, Canis rufus, and according to some scientists, Canis lycaon - are extremely well known for their robust social lives. But it isn't just members of their own genus they buddy up to; wolves get along wonderfully with ravens!

As scavengers, ravens already have a natural connection to predators like wolves. But their bond runs deeper; ravens will warn wolves of approaching threats, alert them to nearby prey, and even "gift" them carcasses that are too tough for their own beaks to tear through. Wolves may go so far as to show their gratefulness by vocalizing in response to raven calls. Ravens and wolves have even been observed to play with each other - games of tag and stick tug-of-war, play-chases around snowy clearings. It sounds like something out of a storybook, but it's blessedly true!

This bond is likely bolstered by the intelligence and sociability of both wolves and ravens. In a dog-eat-dog world, it can be very refreshing to see those dogs slowing down to play with the birds for a while!

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