Hello, new and old followers. My name is Autumn Christian. Most of you know me as the cult leader of large coffee or a shitposter. I am represented by Michael Mungellio of @Inkwellmgmt. Here is a thread if you want to get to know me and my work.

I don't consider myself a philosopher or an intellectual. I am just a person who likes to hunt down bad ideas, armed with clenched teeth and venom in my heart, because I like the way they squeal and scream when they're caught.

A couple people asked me how I lost weight postpartum, and it took me much longer than it should have, to be honest. I didn't really get to where I wanted to be until I realized this: People will say they don't want to do the work to lose weight or don't have time but then will

Can't recommend this article enough. I cried the first time I read it. A beautiful example of what love is, and how if you're doing it right, people may think you're not doing anything at all...

a friend said to me once: "I wouldn't even know who I would be if we didn't meet"

Resharing this now that links aren't being suppressed anymore. "When two people have been married for sixty years, maybe they are no longer two separate human beings. Every conversation, every argument, every sigh, every time your gaze touches, smooths away the hard edges

Maybe the light of God is so incomprehensible to our limited human minds that we perceive it as darkness.

guess what. higher order ideals (beauty, wisdom, creativity, justice, love, etc) are constantly taking turns playing you as a video game character and your job is to identify the ones that most play you so you can inch closer to your destiny

Men seems particularly susceptible to the hypnotic hazards of video games. A reasonable society would only allow women to play video games.

Does anyone else have one of those moments where you feel like you've become an absolute parody of yourself? Mine is when I was trying to write a snarky post about Hitler between sets at the gym and after fiddling with the controls on the treadmill didn't realize that I was just

I've been outlining a few novel ideas I've had over the last couple of months - but nothing is really resonating with me or feels exciting. I think none of my ideas feel truly *dangerous*. They're not pushing the boundaries of my understanding or allowing me to fully dive into

I want a robot to kiss me on the darkened hills behind my house, underneath stars like torn hangnails, before revealing to me the constricting inevitability of human annihilation in the face of the great cosmic plan and murdering me with painless mercy.

The spiritual awakening nobody talks about is the one where you realize God has been orchestrating black swan events in your life specifically to destroy every false thing you built your identity on, and what you thought was bad luck was actually precision demolition. The reason

Read it here:

I wrote an entire novel that I pitched to my publisher as a girl who was like "the philosopher's stone of pussy" and almost every single chapter was some kind of fantastical sex scene and I'd get sick and anxious right before I read it aloud at reading events. It felt

It seems like most of the people complaining about low engagement rates are mostly those who run their accounts like industrial farms of low effort content and are here solely to game the system and get eyeballs on their posts. They don't care about providing value or being

faith can heal just about any mental illness i’m fairly sure. it simply unwinds any mental knots you have. anything that isn’t resonant with God will disappear with faith

@luhaenten Lets go deeper fellow wizard. https://t.co/CzMidACvnw