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Sometimes I get heated. Like, people will be talking nearby, and no matter how hard I try to bite my tongue, I can’t help jumping in because they’re WRONG. So fucking WRONG.

And I realize that other people have different lived experiences. I realize that other people read different news, watch different movies and TV and absorb things differently than I do but…

Why do you gotta be so wrong? So ignorant? So all-out STUPID? C’mon people! Wake up!

And I understand that educational standards have changed since I was young. That some schools have fallen into outright dispensing propaganda to the kids under their care, and as a result those kids have turned to sources like YouTube and Tumblr and Tik Tok to teach them about the world. And as a result… Ugh. So stupid.

And I don’t believe that PEOPLE are stupid. I’m old school, yeah, but I’ve adapted. Evolved. Changed with the times. Somewhat.

I don’t think that PEOPLE are stupid. I think that they believe stupid things. They do stupid things. They fall into stupidity traps and end up living stupidly when they could be doing better. But no, nobody is BORN stupid.

Everybody starts off ignorant and unknowing and learns things as they go along. And sometimes the sources they learn from give them wrong information or don’t offer information at all and the person has to learn things on their own.

They pick things up on the street, as it were. And everybody lives on different streets, which results in some people being taught foolish lessons or just coming up with ideals on their own that the majority of people would view as wrong or all out evil.

Capitalism is learned, not ingrained.

So rich people go to rich people schools that teach them rich people ideals that result in people growing up to be rich people stupid.

“I’m rich, therefore I’m better than everyone around me. So it’s a good idea to create what anyone else would call a death trap and entomb people in it and drop them to the bottom of the ocean FOR MY PROFIT.” It seems smart? No. It’s fucking stupid.

That’s just the way it is. Like, “I’m going to send a bunch of people to a colony on Mars where they will live and work and treat me like a king. And some people will be important and receive MASSIVE amounts of wealth, and other people will be there to do all the work nobody else wants to do and basically be the body slaves of their betters. What a great idea I’ve had! King of the World! Emperor of Mars! All hail my mightiness!”

Or “I’m going to use my massive company to generate massive amounts of wealth FOR ME, and as a result it’s going to DESTROY the environment people need to live but I’LL be richer and more powerful than a GOD! So I’ll have my worker-drones create a massive underground facility for my family and my retainers to live in after the world up above becomes an unlivable hellscape of biblical proportions. What could go wrong?”

And the stupidity in both those scenarios is OBVIOUS to anyone with a working brain but the propaganda of “Rich makes right” creates a brain blockage of epic proportions. Just an inherent sense of stupidity that they don’t have the breadth of wisdom to see beyond.

When you’re incapable of seeing the non-rich as people… You can’t even grasp a sense of the danger you’re in.

Like, take Mister Dick Tater for example. He lives in a massive castle outside the city and refuses to fly or go by boat and only travels from here to there in a heavily armored tank of a train. He’s always surrounded by the army and horrifically murders anyone that even speaks against him.

It’s to the point that people are so afraid of angering him that they LIED about how powerful the country’s military is, which lead to them invading a neighboring country and getting their asses beat by dudes using $1500 toy drones and guerrilla war tactics.

Ultra capitalism is stupid.

It’s obviously stupid to anyone with a working mind. But some people just have that giant blindspot that sees them overthrown like the czars while wondering the whole time “Why is this happening to MEEEEE?!?”

And it’s a learned stupidity, which means the first guy being that stupid could possibly live their whole life in luxury and wealth beyond imagining, setting a terrible example for their children. And those children grow up to unknowingly be terrible people that everyone hates but who think “People are just jealous of my AWESOMENESS. They can’t possibly see me as a leech sucking on the lifeblood of the planet. I’m not a parasite ruining society. I’m a trendsetter. I’m AMAZING. Look how much money I have. I could wipe out world hunger with $4 billion dollars! If I wanted to. If I had the desire to. If I had any sense of connection to the world and people around me.”

It’s just so stupid.

Tiresome and ridiculous people unaware that they have a comeuppance headed toward them.

Wealth truly is wasted on the rich.

Pax,

~HarperWCK

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Heroes & Villains at Amazon

THE STRANGER

There was someone standing beside the refrigerator. From the angle, I had to be in the living room. Yet somehow… Even though he was unfamiliar–tall and thin, dressed in a sweater and jeans with tousled curls atop his head–there was something recognizable about him. Not the shape or the color of the eyes, but something that called out to me. That screamed out his identity.

He was me.

That was me standing next to the refrigerator. I knew it deeper than the deepest knowing. So far that something inside me rang out with the knowledge: That’s me!

I didn’t know his face or recognize his body. I didn’t know his name or anything about him. But I knew that was me I was looking at.

And who am I? | wondered, near to crawling out of my skin at the eerie strangeness of it all. The wonder and the weirdness.

I stared at him, but it was as though I was a ghost to his sight. He gazed through me as he turned to walk into the kitchen. There was the clink of dishes as he opened a cupboard and took down a plate and cup. I thought that I should say something–“Why are you digging through my dishes?“–but the words died unsaid and unformed, the will behind them dissipating before I even drew in breath to speak.

I moved closer to keep him in my view, but I didn’t dare to get within touching distance. I simply stood next to the refrigerator–where I had first seen him–and watched as he fixed himself a plate of buttered toast and made himself a cup of tea with sugar and milk the way I liked it. And I watched him eat, the way he chewed every bite, swallowed with a bob of his throat, and his hand rose and fell with the toast disappearing munch-munch-munch until it was gone and he was brushing the crumbs from his hands over the sink.

My sink.

In my kitchen.

In my house.

Using my dishes.

This stranger standing in his stranger skin, looking nothing like anyone I had ever known and the farthest from me as he could possibly get. Yet knowing that he was me and I was him. That we were the same person, though we’d never seen each other before and maybe never would again.

And I watched him as a ghost as he moved about his daily life. And there was so much familiarity in his every motion, in the way he tossed his head and moved his feet, in the way he held his mug–my mug–as he drank the tea until the last drop was gone and washed the dishes, his sleeves rolled up in the same way I would roll up mine.

And it was strange and familiar at the same time. And I wanted to watch him forever even as much as I wanted him to leave. Because it was uncomfortable to have him here. To feel so jealous of this stranger my mind kept insisting was so familiar, so me.

But I lingered near. I remained a silent witness as he lived in my house and enacted my life. And I watched him, admired him, slid my gaze up and down his form and felt a nameless wanting.

Until I woke up in my own bed. In my own skin. In my own self. In my own eerie sense of longing and loss, of something taken from me that I had never known but never not known.

And I got out of bed and I dressed myself. And I brushed my teeth and washed my face. And I brushed my hair. And I avoided my own eyes in the mirror as I went out into the kitchen and made myself some buttered toast and tea.

Alone again, without me.

/END

~HarperWCK

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Allies & Enemies at Amazon

This story I’m reading… So much sex. Just… SO MUCH. Like, way too much.

And like, I’m not a prude about sex in stories. I’m not that super into it and I’m mostly a glosser, but I don’t have a problem with people adding it. It’s just that this is a lot of the same stuff OVER AND OVER again. Like, the dude needs to learn some different moves or something 🤷🏻‍♀️

There comes a point where the amount of sex isn’t just unarousing but boring. A repetitive pounding with his massive member. It’s like, "Doesn’t that hurt at this point???" He’s so big she can barely wrap her hands around him. That means he’s almost as big around as a baby’s head.

The funniest thing was the misspelling that ended up with him pounding his rock into her. Which made me immediately think of the trolls from Discworld, and then it was like "rock and two pebbles?" because I’m a silly.


I’m writing my weird sci-fi dystopia story along with my usual Darkstar fics, but I’ve semi-promised an erotica for my Patreons. And since I’ve been listening to this story…

I’m thinking about giving my character’s love interest average to less-than-average sized genitalia. Like, I’m to the point that thinking about someone with a dick the size of an adult forearm has me wincing and feeling sorry for that man’s poor wife. I mean, she seems to really be into it from the scenes as written, but in real life… she’d have to have her servants sew her a donut pillow because yikes.

I don’t think I’ll ever write a "serious" story with that amount of sex. Like, an erotica, a porn, sure, but nothing where a reader has to skip 60% of the story to get past the sex and back to the plot. I’m having to skip forward dozens of pages to get back to the actual action.

There’s a lot of screaming orgasms and sloppy wet kisses. It’s not even the least bit arousing the way it’s described. Just a lot of yikes resulting in dozens of pregnancies.

I don’t know. It feels like a lot of sex with no sensuality. The physical with no real sense of romance. Just pounding and thrusting and baby after baby after baby…


Because of the title of this post, which started as "reading; writing; arithmetic" and transmorphed into aeromancy… My little erotica story is going to feature an aeromancer. Because why the fuck not?

Which means it will be set in a fantasy world with realistic magic. Aeromancers, pyromancers, geomancers, necromancers, aquamancers, demomancers, spiromancers, etc.

I have kind of a "world background" concept building in my mind palace (lol) so there will be the erotic content amongst a hopefully vivid worldscape.

I usually like a generic background with the characters providing the vividness against the drear, but I’m picturing a lush backdrop for the sensuality of the main characters falling into each other’s spheres and merging together, entwined in a life together. Where physical imperfections aren’t problems but an endearing uniqueness that only enhances and deepens their relationship.

~Harper Kingsley

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Fortress in the Eye of Time at Amazon

I wish there was a way to find out where I am on the Bluesky waitlist 🙁 Once I get my invite, I guess I sign up and then I’ll get an invite code per week after that, so I’ll pass them on to YOU.

I’ve been waiting and waiting. There’s definitely been a sense of FOMO (feeling of missing out).


I’m working some more on “Burrito at Night.” It’s set in a futuristic dystopia that’s also kind of familiar while being completely alien to everything we know.

Yeah. It’s a confusion happening.

The main character is known simply as “he/him/his.” I don’t have a name for the character, and I’m not going to give him one. Though he is easily able to differentiate from other characters, so there will never be “Is it main character talking or someone else?” moment. Guarantee. (And if you see otherwise, I’m sure you’ll let me know ❤️.)


For the News of the World:

  1. The Department of Labor found out a slaughterhouse in Nebraska was employing over 100 children in dangerous positions. Like, there were reports as far back as 2016 of children going to their middle schools with chemical burns and cuts due to performing dangerous jobs for low wages.
  • children should not work dangerous jobs
  • children should not have to work at all, as a universal basic income and free medical for all would allow people to live without fear of being killed by capitalism
  • if companies are going to hire children to perform jobs intended for adult workers, then children should receive adult wages (the same way disabled people should receive full wages. Otherwise it’s soft-slavery, and that’s GROSS)
  1. Tucker Carlson is going to have his show on Twitter, and is likely being paid by Elon to do so.
  • why?
  • seriously, why???
  • he is giving up his $25 million non-compete money from FOX to be able to do so
  • a lot of rightwing boomers that never bothered to get Twitter accounts are now getting Twitter accounts and using their social security money to pay for Twitter Blue
  • Twitter Blue already sucks for EVERYONE because it brings the most terrible replies right to the top, and now it’s going to be populated by the kind of people that can’t figure out how to use their TV remotes without asking for help. So if you’re a child of a rightwing boomer… your parents are suddenly going to be coming to you whining and crying because their accounts have been hacked and all their personal information has been stolen or because they’ve “accidentally” bought a bunch of NFTs and/or invested in Scamcoin
  • anyone that thinks Carlson is “one of the people” is a liar and a scammer because the guy is a scion of a rich family that paid his way through school so that he could force himself in front of the American public
  • he’s not the son of a guy that bought an emerald mine in South Africa with the money from the sale of a private plane… but his family DOES have that big Swanson Foods money
  1. Florida has put in laws to prevent trans people from using bathrooms.
  • how are they going to enact this law?
  • cisgender women have already faced abuse by self-proclaimed bathroom police (one transphobic woman freaked out and began screaming at a cisgender woman in the bathroom and pulled her husband into the women’s bathroom to beat up the “man” invading “women’s spaces”)
  • why are these people so interested in the genitals of strangers? Why can’t they mind their own business? Why are they making other peoples’ genitals their whole personality?
  • how does a state dependent on tourist money hope to survive by being transphobic, homophobic, and racist ALL AT THE SAME TIME? Like, who is picking their fruit and taking care of all their retired old people?
  1. Multiple European countries have issued warnings that America is unsafe for tourists.
  • there’s been OVER 200 mass shootings in the United States (it’s only considered a mass shooting if 4 or more people were shot)
  • multiple children in different instances have been shot while playing outside
  • people have been shot while eating, shopping, practicing their religion, enjoying a parade, and going to work
  • multiple trains have crashed while transporting dangerous chemicals, resulting in poisoned water and dead wildlife all due to unsafe railroad industry practices
  • waste water management testers have found HUGE amounts of COVID, wild COVID variants, syphilis, measles, and polio in our sewer systems, which means there are active untreated cases moving freely amongst the populace
  • there’s a horrible woman in Tacoma, Washington that has an active case of tuberculosis that she has refused to have treated for 2 years while continuing to go out in public (she came to my attention when they reported on the news that she’d been in a car accident as a passenger and when she was taken to the ER was diagnosed with COVID on top of her raging case of TB)

I didn’t write myself any notes on what news I might share. I’ll go back through my list of stuff and maybe post more later.

“The world is on fire!” No it’s not.

Chaos-actors are trying to get us all to freak out. They want people to be nervous, worried, and on edge because they get a sick thrill out of sowing misery wherever they go.

Keep calm. Take deep breaths. Don’t ignore what they’re trying to do, but don’t let it drive you to despair.

People are being total idiots and letting sickness rage untreated in the name of profits, and that’s the scariest thing going on. All the rest of it?

We will raise concerns. We will resist fascism. We will promote freedom and societal well being. We will stand tall beside our brothers and sisters. And we won’t let criminals get away with targeting the most vulnerable members of society.

We are a world community. And we care about humanity, the environment, protecting wildlife and endangered flora, reversing the ill effects of climate change, surviving the pandemic with our health and livelihoods intact, and ensuring the health, happiness, and education of ALL CHILDREN, not just the ones with wealthy parents.