Hey are you ok? Saw you deleted your profile and I'm worried about you.
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the auntie and uncle seem so sweet... i think their love means something deep and sincere
if a child soldier only knows the language of violence when he's afraid... I think he should not be condemned for this.
and even if the auntie only loved scion because she was delusional (and could hold on to dreams...)
i think it was not delusional *to* love scion. i think love is real even if/when it is shared delusion. or if it is delusional *to* love, then I think such a world is a better one to live in
music feels like walking to the gallows or in calculating preparation for an atrocity
the gunshot sfx is so deeply unsettling... each page is a death... death is not even the backdrop (visible, distinct), it's in the page turn (everywhere)...
trying to cut his own red thread like okkotsu...
who is god but the first killer (a "god complex" doesn't compare)
and the like.. class clown goofy fingergun which in this context is just horrendous... like, it's condemnation i think, the kind that makes a mockery of someone's life before they're killed. and then it's pointed inwards... (when faced with ordinary citizens)
what people can say they believe "a criminal" should eat!?
i don't know if the only thing for g. jack is hell. but i think there is a life worth living and people worth knowing for him.
like in Pretenders, i think living is worth killing for (and loving worth living for).
thank you for reading and reflecting, it's not easy, and thanks for the trust.
(i have let a lot of (metaphorical) dogs out in the (metaphorical) cold, tied some up myself, and ignored most of them!)
i have deep in my heart a viciously ugly streak that thinks a dog should die in the cold or "it'll be fine..."
not happy i'm like this. i think i'm not unusual
i want to be intentional about which strings i pull on (in the myth at the end) but it's hard
thinking again
i'm not sure exactly in my heart what specific motions produced such anger in me.
but u shouldn't treat a dog like that, and one that LOVES HER.
i think i've had that dog's obedience and cluelessness and love, and so i think in my heart i see me in that dog more than i see u, b/c i've only known you with ur eagle eye vision, legolas. A dog is usually confused. I've only seen you more... feral and cautious than that dog. I don't think i am that dog though, but i am able to hold some rage this dog is incapable of.
Not to say i don't see you in that dog. What i see of you is not the dog's temperament but i see every other person in the room and think "this person would also hurt my wife". IF they would neglect a dog until it froze, THEN they would surely do the same to you.
really appreciate you thinking deeply about this. I think loneliness and rejection are extremely strong motivators, and can lead to such strong feelings they overcome self preservation
i think the ties and attachments in the myth at the end to me are not all leashes but are more like the "red thread of fate" sort of thing (as...not a normal example, but a different rotation of this concept, see my wife's hitman.drr.ac ). The leash to me is ownership (a leash is designed to be held and to choke whatever (or whoever) struggles), slavery annihilates will. I think there are many ways people are tied together, not all good or bad.
also i understand (of course it's like this, i wasn't born yesterday, people do far worse constantly...) but also can't re: animal ownership
like, i can't accept it or even safely keep this afloat in my mind without becoming (or returning to being) the kind of person to justify it or to be eroded away, and i believe in love more firmly now because of you. pebbles tied together













