Anonymous asked: Whatever happened with Blues? He move away or something?
I don’t know… I followed his page ever since the night he started it… He hasn’t updated in a while… And I haven’t seen him around Ponyville…
Maybe he’s off with his band…
anon-pony-blog asked: I suppose. But that seems to defeat the purpose of trust.
What is trust? It’s just being able to depend on somepony, right? If I act a certain way for a long time and suddenly change, wouldn’t you trust me long enough to justify it?
But, going in another direction, if you pretend to be somepony long enough, that becomes who you are. At least as far as anypony can tell. And all that will ever matter to anypony else is who you appear to be. Nopony can precieve you any other way, so what’s the difference?
This is why I’ve always had a problem with the idea of ‘being yourself’. Yourself isn’t what you want it to be, it’s whatever everypony else sees you as. Your opinion about who you are is only your opinion, and it’s far outweighed by everypony else’s.
That’s an awful strange comment to come from somepony who carries such an ambiguous moniker, by the way.
Anonymous asked: The machine is limited by both its size and the rare material it uses to make things.
And that’s why it would be so much more dangerous here.
Anonymous asked: May I ask what you meant by the machine being terrifying, and how do you know so much about it?
I don’t know much about the machine. Only what I saw.
But I know about its equivalent in magic. I know a pretty good deal about magic theory. But I can’t talk about most of it.
anon-pony-blog asked: Do you ever get the feeling that nopony knows who you truly are?
Yes.
But I don’t want anypony to know that. So it’s a good thing. If ponies like who I appear to be, that’s close enough as long as I’m consistant, right?
Anonymous asked: I'm not the same anon that asked you about the problem between you and spergy mcgoodpony, but isn't Mr. Rogers a genuinely good person?
I’ve only heard of the show, but I’ll assume that Mister Rogers was portrayed in a positive light. I’ll even grant, however impossible it may be, that he was without flaw. That doesn’t change the fact that it was just an actor. The actual pony had just as many faults as any well-adjusted individual, give or take.
queenfrau asked: Yup, that's the insanity of this place.
I don’t much care for it. I’d like to live a calmer, simpler life.
Anonymous asked: Have you ever had to choke the equivalent of a female dog?
I don’t like violence.
I have had to use it before, yes, but only in self-defense.
I commend you for at least trying. But it has to be the whole word, without even the number of letters visible through self-censoring (*).
I’m sure it seems asinine, but this is the internet. You have plenty of time to think up what to say without using coarse language.
queenfrau asked: Hello Lyra, we haven't talked in a while, how are you?
I get by with a little help from my friends.
Anonymous asked: What about Mr. Rogers?
Why? Is it a wonderful day in his neighborhood?
Anonymous asked: Yaoi! Yay or neigh?
I don’t exactly find anything erotic about it, if that’s what you mean.
Whatever other ponies want to look at is fine, though.
Anonymous asked: minecraft has run out of memory.
this could be caused by a bug in the game or by the java virtual machine not being allocated enough memory.
if your playing in a web browser, try downloading the game and playing it offline.
to prevent level corruption, the current game has quit
please restart the game,
I’m waiting for that Adventure Update to come out. There isn’t really anything to do in the game right now.
And while they keep changing the coding, it keeps breaking biomes! I had a great house under a frozen lake, and a really cool swamp forest that grew out of the water that I made by hoof (place dirt on the surface, plant tree, let it grow, remove dirt and place logs to the water’s bottom). Now the lake doesn’t snow anymore, so if anything breaks it can’t be replaced, and the swamp is now an ice biome.
Still a fun game, though.
Edit: Oh, and I had a really cool desert I made and planted a mangled, dead forest in, to give it sort of an ancient, the-world-is-dying look, and then the thing turned into a misshapen beach with lots of rain.
Anonymous asked: This may sound a bit weird and painful to relive in a way, but last night while I was browsing the blog, I saw you and Typewryter were having a fight. I managed to spend the night doing a reading of the posts (although reading the latest posts first and then the oldest didn't work) and I was a little sad to see the life you had when you were a filly.
But all in all, I didn't manage to understand what caused the tiff between you and Typewryter, all I got to know was of your rough fillyhoods.
I'm sorry if I'm bringing back bad memories, but I really wanted to know.
Even ignoring everything he’s done since I met him to make me hate him more, he thinks he can be the good pony with endless resources when nopony can be good. Ever. For any reason.
If somepony wants to trot through life and believe they’re good, fine. But don’t try and shove that down my throat like your some kind of messiah. Which he did through a private conversation he and I had.
No matter what, whatever you have, somepony else could have used it yesterday to survive long enough to reach today.
There’s no such thing as good and evil, there’s only what you give and what you take. And nopony will ever give more than they took.
theblackstrawberry asked: Your new piece is beautiful the way it is C:
Thank you! The sheet music was brilliant! An original arrangement from what I could tell!