The Anti-Collector’s Book of the Dead
Meditations on the exquisite joys of seeing your items drop away from you, one by one, into the maws of economy and time.
Ritually mummified in Decker for Decker Fantasy Camp 2026.
Assets:
- Uses the MuddyGrass 16 palette
- Imagery is mostly collaged from haphazard DiscMaster searches of old anime fandom CD-Roms and clip-art
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Playable in HTML graphical interface format above in browser. Downloadable in .HTML and .DECK formats for offline play either in a web browser or in native Decker.
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i don't think i'm well-read enough or have enough life experience to fully appreciate this, but it gave me something to chew on, and i thank you for that. i think i'll be chewing on this for a while still.
Thank you for chewing!!! a lot of it is still obscure to me too, but the process of putting it together was satisfying
the "erogenous scrapheap" is very good, will be keeping that phrase with me for a while
Thank you!! Yes, and why not also keep one in your garage too, for good measure?
i recommend printing it out 3x5 for any and all wallets you may own, maybe even make one of those little “i lost my dog” or “i want to start a band”-type tear off posters with the phrase and pin it up at your local beverage depot
Damn… YOU’RE RIGHT
wonderfully pretentious examination of collection culture. in fact, it's so good, i might just have to add it to my own collection...
Say thanks a buncb wiz! Maybe the real collectibles were the friends we made along the way?
Absolutely killer. I've got a lot to think about.
Thank you ahmwma! may your canoptic jars be overflowing with the choicest cuts!
This is a lot of everything and nothing. It's akin to life.
Full of stuff and void, signifying etc.
I’ll admit this made me feel bad about myself for participating in such a culture.. but then I remembered: there will be a killer shoving match and domestic dispute at my estate sale when I am inevitably worm food.
And the cycle begins anew!
It's like reading an obscure esoteric manual for modern times.
Thank you that is exactly what I was hoping to hit!!!
Psychic hygiene to read this while sorting my life into keep-or-rid piles for a move. If All of the Little Things of Me are granules in a sand mandala, is feeding the moving truck to a canyon or river the broom?
Hopefully disaster will take mercy on you and bless you with smithereens!
wahoo yippee!