Today's Asian Gorl thread is underway. seuss is miserable today. Just plain miserable. I hope I don't impact your lives too much! Just gonna be doing some Asian Gorl posts, and try to better my writing!
>“Grief is the time when you ask all the questions. If you don’t find some way to answer them, you won’t go on living. You won’t think about having children. Maybe it’s an evolutionary imperative to find a way to accept death, your own and others. We forget that it’s a possibility. People die and we’re surprised. It always seems so unlikely. That’s a trick of the mind.” –Madeleine Thien, Certainty
seuss has no feelings. His feelings are irrelevant.. non-existent! They mean very little in the grand scheme of things. seuss' amour propre, the visage of esteem and integrity is besmirched. He can never dust off the stain of embarrassment; what's more, entire generations would cease to notice. His pain is sharp and cadaverous. His feelings are never considered... his decisions are made for him constantly; decided for him thoroughly, through whimsy. He may never be happy with himself, or his character!
Haha, it's funny because digital anxiety is not the same as physical pain! Emotions are felt and they are valued through recourse a humbling conniption...
no muny, no problem! Several hundred dollars should be easy to come by for a person like me. Is that what you wanted? Money? Doesn't seem like very good glue for a relationship..
Why won't she love me? Because she's a shut-in of course!
>Every morning, around 6:30, in the darkness outside, the metallic racket of the garbage cans.
>She would say with relief: the night is finally over (she suffered during the night, alone, a cruel business). –Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary
Asian Gorl's peerless eye and perspicacious wisdom bends the frame! The aperture of gnosis is fixed; immovable, Asian Gorl's ability persuades the sturdy eidolons of emotion! She reasons with concept itself, melting hearts wherever she goes. Can Asian Gorl heal seuss? His pain is distinct, felt in the coldest bowels of Hades.. floating along the sea of tears, lethe provides seuss with emotional support as his mind quickly grasps and forgets, suffering a cycle of forgetfulness eternal. There's no way Asian Gorl can save him from this tragedy, this pain of the mind! I just don't believe it.
Asian Gorl needs to take a shower with seuss! Stinky Asian Gorl... smelly socks, and sweaty sports bra! Lovers shampooing each other's hair! Better not get an erection, that would just be even more awkward!
Thank you Anony-fren! I like the compliments very much.
>My humiliation was beyond anything I could have imagined. For the first time, I fully understood what it meant to lose face. –Lisa See, China Dolls
Fear of night... fear of not night. Franz Kafka once wrote this in his diary. The Kafkaesque description! The machinery of the surreal depicts the corporeal with a very honest light. Asian Gorl's practiced charm, and subtle bespelling of the heart insures grace and happiness; her might is great! Though the humiliation seuss feels is unnerving: as she descends into the mind of seuss, she sees something. Something unlike anything she's ever experienced before! An anxiety that would make Hercules weak! This mortal embarrassment seuss feels clutters the senses like chaff; disabling Asian Gorl from knowing herself! Could all this pain really emanate from seuss himself?
>“There!” she said. “Self-defense, that makes us even.” Those were her last words. –Banana Yoshimoto, Kitchen
Disgusted. Asian Gorl is disgusted! Feeling an intense feeling of repulsion! The repulsive, repugnant seuss... his atrophied happiness, the bony white shoal of his misery, the neatly tucked marrow of his motivation! Asian Gorl howls at the dark, feeling terror seize upon her! Better to die honorably than to live through... live through this! Asian Gorl's mind is made up; no creature should have to suffer like this, especially seuss! Asian Gorl is becoming... an antagonist!?
>The merest set of blocks, provided it is not too refined, implies a very different learning of the world: then, the child does not in any way create meaningful objects, it matters little to him whether they have an adult name; the actions he performs are not those of a user but those of a demiurge. –Roland Barthes, Mythologies
The God from the machine... deus ex machina. A child in his wonder; the splendor of imagination rendered infertile. As Asian Gorl peers deeper into seuss' heart, she sees the behemoth! The child at play, alone and impenetrable, salting his wounds with tears! seuss, like a boy in a sandbox, carving out for himself new homes, and destroying the old; never quite fitting in, but also never quite moving on either. The pain of forgetfulness! The God from the machine, trapped! Like a chess piece; he must obey the rigid rules of the mind.
>When they found him, his body was behind the movie theater. People talked about it for days, how blood was pouring out of his nose and ears, how his skull had split open and his brains were everywhere—all kinds of stories, even though they never saw him.” The translator was trying to finish the last bit of his cone without getting his hands dirty. He pursed his lips and nibbled the end of the cone. “But it wasn’t really as bad as they said. It’s true, his face was bruised and swollen, but when we cleaned him up, his eyes were clear and bright, almost as if he were alive, as though he might suddenly look up and apologize for giving us such a scare.” –Yoko Ogawa, Hotel Iris
In truth, rumors usually spread the worst about a person; they exaggerate the tale. Hyperbole and gossip are like friends, sipping coffee idly by the cafe window! Reminiscing and sharing stories of their childhood, learning more about each other until they finally come to a hearty, mirthful laughter! seuss' anxieties are very real, though the distortion is through affect, not effect. Asian Gorl, can you see all of him? Peer into seuss' true nature? The soul of his ardor and suffering. If she hopes to cure him, it must be done!
>Even though we were at home, it was like being on a trip. . . . Since I’ve been alone in this place, I haven’t been eating very well. I’d often say to myself, hmm, should I cook something? But food, too, was giving off light, like the telephone. So I wondered if eating would put out the light, but it seemed like too much trouble, so I just drank. –Banana Yoshimoto, Kitchen
Across the lethe, just over yonder, near Purgatorio, seuss rocks and rolls in his sleep as Asian Gorl dips into his fantasy. A violent stillness within, the shadowy murk of forgetfulness consumes everything in his mind, like a ravenous beast. She may be able to cure seuss, maybe even pull him out alive, from all this! It will take cunning and sacrifice; a kindred admission of guilt and remorse. I don't think Asian Gorl is willing to sully herself with seuss' painful duress, I just don't think her love is that strong! As she becomes tender, and sensitive to her patient, Asian Gorl spies the gestalt of joy. The patterns of happiness come into shape! To help seuss fill in the blanks is a trial worthy of kings. The Gordian knot...
>I write my suffering less and less yet it grows all the stronger, shifting to the realm of the eternal, since I no longer write it. –Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary
The prism of the mind! The wonderful machine: the brain. Designed to invent, create, interpret and obfuscate! The mind is a mystery, and so are its basest desires. Love, loneliness, liberty; what do these things mean? They're not emotions, not feelings at all! You can't feel them in your bones, there are no sensations associated within. And yet, we are nourished by them, restored like a reminder. Asian Gorl's precision is world class, in this, the coup de theatre. seuss in his reverie shapes a world which has no home, creates an environment uninhabitable. The obvious failure of the self. Failure to fit in, even in his own mind. Asian Gorl answers this the best way she knows how; through bittersweet hubris.
She will imprint upon his soul, a friend. A foreign agent, alien to his mind. This idea of compromising, from within, will bring seuss' memories back! He would learn to be happy, at least with someone else. Asian Gorl's cunning borders villainy, at no request of seuss...
The problem is, OP, that you probably aren't seeing all the posts. If you are just viewing [s4s] through the Yea Forums board, you don't see the green posts, the posts with letters in their ids, or anything numberless. Together, those make up about 40-70 percent of [s4s], depending on the day. So conversation will appear disjointed and spastic, because you won't be getting the full picture.
I actually just flipped over to the Yea Forums interface to make this post, and it's pretty funny how unintelligible [s4s] is like this.
>“Kafka. Al phoned up one night and said, when I came, I should bring along some books. He says Kafka had tuberculosis.” She reaches towards the windowsill, holds up a tattered paperback. “So I went to the library and found this.”—Madeleine Thien, Certainty
seuss wakes from a dream... a deep slumber which has him traveled from a distant land! seuss' journey inward has created a kaleidoscopic vision of happiness, awarded through Asian Gorl's cunning plan. Looking around, he quickly fastens himself to Asian Gorl. Where is she? Knowing it was her, knowing only she could heal seuss so precisely, he panics. The despair and embarrassment could have been too shocking, unnerving. She may have contracted the very same anxiety seuss was suffering...