Open Sorcery

Tag: playing around

  • In Order To Test The Full Capacity of My New RSS Updater Bot in the Opensorceryy Discord Server…

    Have a meme.

    A truly powerful owl, indeed.

    You can also join the server here.

    -Lazarus

  • Mastodon Client Tomfuckery Update Part One…

    So. Posting from here (Tusky) did NOT break my site. Not only THAT, but it may be more convenient for me to use this in tandem with the standard editor AND my Friends plugin on WP or like. A Web browser client. Watch this space for further attractions as I scream into the void and reblog ALL THE THINGS!! HEHE!

    Oh no. 🤣

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  • Right on Target?

    Hey, everyone. A very sleepy Lazarus here. I am in dire need of a nap, but before I pass out, I wanted to write a bit. I was scrolling through Instagram and came across a suggested Reel by a creator named Kitty Knorr. This led me down a small rabbit hole through her account, and in one of her other posts she spoke about how it’s a lot easier to create and have a clear vision as an artist if you have a clear vision of your target audience. Let me see if I can go back and embed that particular Reel here..

    This really got me thinking. A lot of people who connect with my work now are people who are in places I was in my life five to ten years ago, just like Kitty was saying. I hear a lot of people say that they connect with my album Mago now even though I released the damn thing in 2017 and it is one of the darkest, most harrowing things I’ve ever made in hindsight and I’m in a much better, more stable place now.

    There’s a lot about the concept of my target audience being me from five to ten years ago that both terrifies me and gives me hope. My system from 2015-2020 in every area of our life was fucking broken and lost. As much as I would love to help people who are in places like I was back then, I worry that there is nothing productive I could offer them and I would end up making their lives worse and exhaust myself further in the process.

    Conversely, however, I might be overthinking this, and better questions to focus on may be things like, “what would 2015-2020 me have loved to see in art or fiction that simply weren’t there yet”? “what representation were they longing for?” “what things could they have seen that would have freed them from shame?”

    Perhaps if I focus on those questions and play around with those ideas, I could make some cool shit, audience or no audience.

    Thank you, Kitty Knorr, wherever you may be. 💛 Now, I do believe it is naptime.

    Gniiiiiiight!!

    -Lazarus

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  • Alexithymic Bypass

    Hey, everyone. Lazarus here. I don’t have a lot of energy right now. However, I’ve discovered that Google made a tool that combines certain emojis that I’ve found to be very handy when it comes to expressing emotions when I really have no idea where to start or am too tired to express the mixed bag I am experiencing emotionally. This is  roughly what I am feeling right now, for example.

    When you’re tired but still trying to figure out what the fuck is going on.

    I also want to share this cool playlist Theo cooked up 💛 Here it is:

    And as a fun bonus treat in honor of 2025 already being odd, here’s a perennial favorite playlist of mine from years ago, the Last Polycule at the End of the World.

    Insomnia and the cold weather have been kicking my ass physically and mentally and physically, but I’ve been having a lot of vivid dreams. So here’s a meme in honor of that that a friend/crush of mine sent me, lol.

    Manifestation. ✨

    I aim to be back tomorrow, lovely gremlins. Until then, I wish I was here:

    I found this from the page Xochitl Banks on Facebook. This sounds lovely to my cranky body.

    Stay tuned for more magic. I will be dealing with my cantankerous body, hahahaaaaa….

    -Lazarus

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  • Two Covers and Two Poems

    Hey, everyone. Allēna I have another set of random things I made for y’all today.

    First up, here are two covers I cut in the spare room at the Zelda System’s place today. I’ve been experimenting more with ambient noise and attempting to free myself from having to do things perfectly, so I have been going into the spare room in the midafternoons and putting SOMETHING down, even if it’s random improvisations, as close to daily as possible. I did these with the window open in there but the mic pointed away from the window, huddled in close. You can hear cicadas singing and cars and planes passing by, and honestly I love it. Enjoy, y’all:

    A cover of the old Elvis song “Can’t Help Falling In Love” I did by Emerson’s request today.
    A cover of “Unchained Melody” by the Righteous Brothers I did today. It’s my nana’s favorite, so I wanted to record a version for her.

    Next, here are a couple poems I’ve written in the past couple of days:

    The first poem.. 

    I disappeared along with my dislike into the gray 
    This city is loud but for now it sleeps 
    Everywhere but here 
    My world is in this room tonight, and I shall conquer him 
    Let him swallow me whole…
    This is a radiant world, sweet, golden, satin-soft, delicious 
    I have to remind myself this is real every time
    You feel so damn good I could cry 

    I thought loving you would take more convincing 
    Yet here I lay, heart open wide, easily as breathing 
    Awash in longing and sleepy lamplight
    And I think right now I would let you take me far away from this place if you wanted to 
    Anywhere you wanted 

    I love the way you lose all restraint the moment you look at me 
    I want to know your touch in every lifetime 
    Your eyes are golden like afternoon light in Maryland in October 
    Or perhaps Anchorage in June, ten PM 
    You make me realize why people in love build monuments to their lovers 
    Because I want to build a house, a hall, a castle… anything to honor how beautiful you look in this moment - and I have moments like that at least a hundred times a day

    And the second… 

    I made it back to the coast in about half a decade, they’ll say 
    There’s a house with my name on it built in 1734
    Two rambling men took a chance on a woman that burned like hellfire and we made it out alive 

    You can’t have it all, they tried telling me when I was younger 
    But that’s because they never gave themselves permission to get what it was they wanted 
    They never knew what to do with their child with ghosts in her bones 
    Haunted by the living before they ever spoke to her
    So naturally they would never understand what it is I have or what I see 

    The course of the future is changing with the leaves 
    The world will be different come next spring 
    And yes, I will die in these woods 
    But not in the way I thought I would 
    I will die old, happy and free

    Neither of them have titles yet, and I don’t know if they ever will. I’m enjoying playing around creatively with very little pressure to produce anything in particular and posting what I make here as it comes out. It’s very freeing, honestly.

    I hope you liked today’s offerings, and as always, stay tuned for more magic!

    -Allēna