Snow White Flowers from Now On?
22-11-2007 01:26
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I refuse to start speculating on how it is you hand in hand with discontent that ignite fervent self-expressing and desperate activity in human beings, as seeking out universal truths is as unlike myself as operating bound by realism. What I do intend to do is spilling small quantity of you unto long-neglected pages and watching it being absorbed in order to establish your estimated depth.
It would have been so much easier and more reassuring if I could rely on someone else's ways mirroring mine so that to soothe myself with faith in the periodical law of... states of relationship. But... unfortunately for myself, I guess, I'm too self-centred to grasp others personality which leaves me in constant wondering, though generally unharmful in fact and in prospect. And now this... this uncertainty, that preamble... they leave me restless like a spectre bound to neither suitable options with as much to do as exposing you, Misery, to the open, knowing that hardly any eyes would care to bare these letters, glad for my little drama to pass unnoticed, and yet dreading both.
Oh my dear sweet inspiring Misery, skipped heartbeats, sleepless hours, resurrected Dreaming, feel of flow of life itself I owe to you, I do, but... hell it hurts! Will I never be given Blood Red roses again, a passion, an emotion in all its diversity? Will I leave my exeptional cove to mingle with the vast sea of others, unforgivable, insignificant, dull and not stirring any interest?Will I have to settle for calm chill of Snow White blossoms, a sensual indifference, pure reason and respect in better case? More important, will HE settle for that? What is He planning to do or what is He executing His will already? Has He armoured himself with my unconcious advice and started what is to be a painless severance? Why, damn, why? What have I done wrong?Am I to blame at all? If not, then egocentrical perception (the best developed one of mine) is not to solve any of this and I'm only to wait and smat scrapes of space with inarticulate questioning. Who am I kidding now, I manage to bore even myself...
Well, I reckon that's a cheery enough thought to end with.
Sleep tight, Meself. Damn you, Misery, and Bless you.
Sincerely yours,
K.
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Dear Misery
I refuse to start speculating on how it is you hand in hand with discontent that ignite fervent self-expressing and desperate activity in human beings, as seeking out universal truths is as unlike myself as operating bound by realism. What I do intend to do is spilling small quantity of you unto long-neglected pages and watching it being absorbed in order to establish your estimated depth.
It would have been so much easier and more reassuring if I could rely on someone else's ways mirroring mine so that to soothe myself with faith in the periodical law of... states of relationship. But... unfortunately for myself, I guess, I'm too self-centred to grasp others personality which leaves me in constant wondering, though generally unharmful in fact and in prospect. And now this... this uncertainty, that preamble... they leave me restless like a spectre bound to neither suitable options with as much to do as exposing you, Misery, to the open, knowing that hardly any eyes would care to bare these letters, glad for my little drama to pass unnoticed, and yet dreading both.
Oh my dear sweet inspiring Misery, skipped heartbeats, sleepless hours, resurrected Dreaming, feel of flow of life itself I owe to you, I do, but... hell it hurts! Will I never be given Blood Red roses again, a passion, an emotion in all its diversity? Will I leave my exeptional cove to mingle with the vast sea of others, unforgivable, insignificant, dull and not stirring any interest?Will I have to settle for calm chill of Snow White blossoms, a sensual indifference, pure reason and respect in better case? More important, will HE settle for that? What is He planning to do or what is He executing His will already? Has He armoured himself with my unconcious advice and started what is to be a painless severance? Why, damn, why? What have I done wrong?Am I to blame at all? If not, then egocentrical perception (the best developed one of mine) is not to solve any of this and I'm only to wait and smat scrapes of space with inarticulate questioning. Who am I kidding now, I manage to bore even myself...
Well, I reckon that's a cheery enough thought to end with.
Sleep tight, Meself. Damn you, Misery, and Bless you.
Sincerely yours,
K.
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Оч, интересно наверное, только я не селен в языках :(
LI 7.05.22
Здравствуйте, мсье. Значит вы, как я, обратились пассивным наблюдателем деятельности людей, у которых вы числитесь в постоянных читателях, а не исчезли вовсе?
Нет сеньёрита, тут всегда, наблюдаю за происходящим...
LI 7.05.22
Это-то как раз и подразумевалось. Под пассивностью имелось ввиду непроизводство сообщений самим - ой как давно вы не удостаивали свего дневника хоть прой строк.
Исходное сообщение Lanfear: Это-то как раз и подразумевалось. Под пассивностью имелось ввиду непроизводство сообщений самим - ой как давно вы не удостаивали свего дневника хоть прой строк.Вы что, сударыня, вы тут пропали очень давно, я хоть немного пишу иногда, объявляюсь, вот Вас с июля месяца я не видел тут... Да и не думал что камуто интересен мой бред, жизнь гея...))) LI 7.05.22
этот текст чувственен но безвкусно тяжеловесен. просто неподъемен в своей неповоротливости и лживой монументальности.
chainsawxmaid
11-08-2008-22:46
удалить
я ничего не читала
я тупо восторгалась вашими волосами ^^
очень красивые , завидую прямо)
ljungblut, О, даже не знаю, как должно реагировать на столь... критичный отзыв на попытку придания эмоциям сколько нибудь представительную форму. Наверное, сообразно нынешнему состоянию. Лживость - пожалуйста, обличайте меня в сотканнасти из нее, как вам угодно, спорить ни с кем не намерена; бесвкусен? о какая разница, на английскую филологию я не попала, принимая в расчет ваши слова - не зря. :)
girlsandcocaine, О, а и сему благодарна, тем паче сегодня. :) И рада этим довольствоваться. Спасибо :).
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