Hey Pretty...
Mar. 11th, 2003 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Poe& Mark Z. Danielewski - [Hey Pretty (Remix)]--- Sometimes i wonder at the stupidest things, and i note that, look at me. BLARG! QUIET! Silence, thou foul and tempestuous tongue and touch! Wherefore dost thou send to mine readers, mine friends, mine brethren, and sisters... such filth... It's quiet here. And i'm left with odd sounds, out of a speaker. (Voltaire - [See You In Hell]). What would you call the sound that an IM makes? Annoying? Welcome? "Blleayorng?" Hostile, at times. And there's no real language to satisfy it. It's someone needing something of you. No matter what or when. A Question and a Questing... Probing, searching, and wanting... So nice, and anyone who says that this form isn't intimate hasn't studied the nuances of all communication. Blinking can be Intimate. And there are times when a spoken inflection and a stressed syllable can tell you everything that a person thinks of you, and the way you interact with those around you. Why they think you "need to know" something, and why what you did hurt them.
Luxt - [Infinite]--- Stopping a letter, in the middle, is the surest way to lose all momentum. And just because i have an "And" doesn't mean that the acts were perpetrated by the same person. Know your audience, that's what the "They" always say. I want to know what the hell is going through some people's heads. How the understanding of something, if it is true and deep, and to it's Core, and Shread... Shared... it can be different, between the two... three.. eight billion. if you understand Everything... that's Evreything... including nothing. But whatever. I honestly, obviously, haven't reached the level where i can understand how understanding can be misunderstood. If i ever will... Idealism prevents, i believe to be a wasp... Stinging my mind, and the eyes with which i hear the chior....
I need to finish this letter... I need to see people... i need to understand why A is preferable to B, where B is caring enough to want to know...
These things try to present themselves as mutually exclusive, and maybe they are, to some... (VNV Nation - [Darkangel (Apocalyptic Mix)]). But they don't know me... Watch me make nanotech, at a quantum level... See if i can't re-arrange attomes Atoms. Adam's Atoms. Boys will be snakes, after all...
I should go finish the letter... many things, in myself, drive me toward it.
Bye.
Luxt - [Infinite]--- Stopping a letter, in the middle, is the surest way to lose all momentum. And just because i have an "And" doesn't mean that the acts were perpetrated by the same person. Know your audience, that's what the "They" always say. I want to know what the hell is going through some people's heads. How the understanding of something, if it is true and deep, and to it's Core, and Shread... Shared... it can be different, between the two... three.. eight billion. if you understand Everything... that's Evreything... including nothing. But whatever. I honestly, obviously, haven't reached the level where i can understand how understanding can be misunderstood. If i ever will... Idealism prevents, i believe to be a wasp... Stinging my mind, and the eyes with which i hear the chior....
I need to finish this letter... I need to see people... i need to understand why A is preferable to B, where B is caring enough to want to know...
These things try to present themselves as mutually exclusive, and maybe they are, to some... (VNV Nation - [Darkangel (Apocalyptic Mix)]). But they don't know me... Watch me make nanotech, at a quantum level... See if i can't re-arrange attomes Atoms. Adam's Atoms. Boys will be snakes, after all...
I should go finish the letter... many things, in myself, drive me toward it.
Bye.
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"Blleayorng?"
Date: 2003-03-12 10:16 am (UTC)-Mech
You scare me
Date: 2003-03-12 02:23 pm (UTC)....
*shudders*
Strixus
Re: "Blleayorng?"
Re: You scare me
A series of events
Date: 2003-03-17 09:30 pm (UTC)In the box, there is a Letter.
He Opens the Letter.
It says: Hi.
Damien chuckles. Somewhere, something Explodes.
...So, what's your mailing address? I think you sent it out to the Crew and I lost it.