By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
To turn now to Thorhall: a messenger came to him and told him how things stood, how they would all be outlawed and how their suits for homicide had been quashed. When Thorhall heard this he was so upset that he could not speak a word. He sprang out of his bed and seized his spear, Skarphedin’s gift, with both hands and drove it through his leg. Flesh and the core of the boil clung to the spear when he had cut open his leg, and a gush of blood and a flow of pus poured like a stream across the floor. He then walked out of the booth without a limp and moved so fast that the messenger could not keep up with him, all the way to the Fifth Court. There he came across Grim the Red, Flosi’s kinsman, and as soon as they met Thorhall thrust at him with the spear and pierced his shield and split it in two, and the spear passed through him so that the point came out between his shoulders. Thorhall threw him off the spear, dead.
Kari Solmundarson caught sight of this and spoke to Asgrim: ‘Here comes your son Thorhall, and he has already killed a man — it would be a great shame if he alone had the courage to avenge the burning.’
‘That shall not be,’ said Asgrim. ‘Let’s attack them.’
Posted in CF-EF archive, excerpts from icelandic sagas
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
nothing happens to them. actually. it’s not like there’s decay where the rest is jelly and just the oldest root is vital under a melted mass. we’re so used to thinking of everything in terms of rootrot and decay but that’s not how it is. no, actually the whole thing is still intact. except for a sort of plaque that forms on the surface. a kind of crystal covering which solidifies over most parts and then it doesn’t allow the brain to work.
it’s in one piece underneath this crystal but then functionally something is in the way and it prevents them from forming new memories, or from accessing many of the older ones. like the calcified flakes inside a kettle that hasn’t been cleaned, it’s something preexisting in the water itself which given time wants to solidify.
you can hear it if you swirl the few droplets of water around the kettle, it sounds like it’s full of chipped glass. but it’s just something that comes from the liquid itself. no, not even something distilled from out of the steel. the water itself is full of microscopic solid parts and these eventually find each other.
it’s like that.
they did a trial in mice with a certain wavelength of light. it loosened the plaque and the mice were able to remember their way through the mazes. they could even complete new mazes. of course, they say that 98% of research with mice never translates to humans. but in theory you could take a certain wavelength of light which you would generate with cheap LEDs and this would be enough to loosen the crystal.
Posted in CF-EF archive | Tagged hrut
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
Kolskegg spoke: ‘You don’t need to look: it’s just as you think, the leg is gone.’
Posted in CF-EF archive, excerpts from icelandic sagas, one liners
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
Posted in 2019, one liners | Tagged gunnhild
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
ohmannn i live for these kinds of scenarios
jump rite in my dew jump rite dingdong in
Posted in 2020, CF-EF archive, one liners | Tagged hrut, kjarninn
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
the bus driver said
Time will be movin backwards.
no laughs
Posted in 2020, CF-EF archive, one liners
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
yea i almost ws gonna bring m flowers but then i was like
to myself i was like why do u always have to troll everybody
Posted in 2019, CF-EF archive | Tagged hildigunn
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
no i don t have somethin positive 2 say
i jus t wait w faith faith in the dam that will burst some day.i dont want2 clear the air i want 2 fill it w sulphur smoke yellow like from under the hat of the wickedwitch of the west i wont let out a scream what a world i will b the curls of it comin up blind u w my sour sharp density u could say it will taste as its flowin it will taste just liek
the caramel whip cream concoction i guzzled out of the starbucks trash on the hiway in texas: for better or worse here goes !
Posted in 2019, CF-EF archive
By hoskuld on 2020/12/18
i could tho said mord i could spend eternity watching bomber planes
eradicate new england and never b satisfied
Posted in 2020, CF-EF archive, one liners | Tagged mord