Here is a Commenty Thingy Meme:
These are the ones given to me by auntpol.
Reaps:
I love reapsta sooooo much. Our love reminds me 's love for flyingmopsy. It's just... very hard to describe I suppose. It brings me to tears, I have this bad habit of thinking about the bad stuff. Ben Folds - The Luckiest reminds me a lot of this. I just can't imagine being without him.
It's that we understand each other, it matters so much that he understands me. It makes me feel closer, like we are soul mates.
Everyone thinks out fighting is bad, I just feel like it is the way we discuss, loudly. Stubbornly. It's just the way we do things. I guess it's sad that other people get annoyed by it.
Sometimes it's really frustrating that reapsta is less cleanly, and all that, than me. I nag and then we both feel bad. Ah. But it's nothing compared to everything else.
I want to grow old with him. I want us to be together forever in every sense.
There is nothing that makes me so happy, and fulfilled.
I'm not sure there's anything else to say. Since nothing is ever quite right to explain how I feel. Love is complex.
LOVE:
Love is so important, and like Rorty says, it's a historisity. The good times that we share together build what we have.
The people I love know who they are. (If you're not sure then I am probably also not sure).
Since auntpol brought it up I'll talk about that:
I love auntpol, and it's different to my reapsta, it's never the same. But... I dunno. I don't think love is sexual, not really, sexuality is a way of expressing love, but it's not love. I think one of the main reasons I love auntpol the way I do is because we seem to think very similar in some ways. I suppose we could call them the 'female' side of each of us, but we understand each other. Often we'll start saying words, and then we'll just know what we mean.
I love the way that we love, I love the way we feel about each other. For me it just seems so comfortable, and exciting. She always makes me smile. Always. I just want to protect her and make her happy.
It's the different ways I love different people. I love reapsta in a different way, in a being protected way and all that. I feel protective of auntpol.
Can I say anything more? I dunno. Love is a hard one.
stubborness:
This is harder than I thought it would be. What do I want to say about this? Yes, I am stubborn. Probably to a fault, I think I'm just not good at seeing other 'right' ways when I know I have a 'right' way.
I am trying to get better at this.
I am also stubborn in the way I change myself, I will just try something, and keep at it until it becomes what I do. It's difficult to look in and think of myself as stubborn, I know I am, but it is just a way for me.
aesthetics:
This is important. It is the only real way to live your life. Sometimes I think it's the only way people do live their lives.
What to say about this? I love beautiful things, it's so important to me, I don't think I can explain what is beauty. But I can tell you why I find something beautiful. I really love reapsta's nose. :) I really find the women around me aesthetically pleasing. But I wasn't going to get caught up in beauty.
I try, or do, live my life in an aesthetic way. What auntpol is referring to is the philosophy, where you cannot have true ethical judgments so instead you get the closest thing, you live to what feels the most... right? beautiful? aesthetically pleasing. I think I do that, I believe what is beautiful, I try to do things beautifully, I try to keep my mind beautiful... It's difficult to explain I suppose, or perhaps I'm just not in the right mood.
You cannot know things, not really, you can't be sure of things. And that's where aesthetics comes in, it's so very different to making everyone happy, it isn't just internal happiness. Things like justice is very aesthetically pleasing, very beautiful. But aesthetics is such a variable thing of course, it's not a useful ethical system, but it's not meant to be.
Is that enough? I feel like I haven't imparted what I wanted. I am starting to feel like this whole exercise is a waste.
sister:
Until auntpol I didn't think I have had a sister. I think it was easier for auntpol to think of me as a sister, because I am very like her own sister in some ways.
But sister as I use it here, it doesn't mean what most people think of it. I don't think I have ever felt a connection to my brother because of our blood, rather it's because we have shared such happy times playing games and stuff like that. That's how I feel 'bout auntpol, we have shared so many special moments, so many intimate moments, that that bond has grown.
I dunno, how do I explain it? I also think sister is a really... big thing, it's only a thing you can have if the person feels it back. You can't think of each other as sisters unless you both have a sense of you being sisters. In fact, I think that's the most important bit, and the thing you can only really find out accidentally, that the other thinks of you as a sister (and you already know that you feel the same way).
It's a shared mindset in a way, it a comfort and a closeness, that you don't get elsewhere.
Ergh, I don't think I have explained anything about my mind. I think it's because I've had a headache and been a bit sleepy of late.
This seems to be all about auntpol and reapsta. I love other people too, it's just that thing auntpol thinks about me does remind me of her, and reapsta is always on my mind. :)
Reaps:
I love reapsta sooooo much. Our love reminds me 's love for flyingmopsy. It's just... very hard to describe I suppose. It brings me to tears, I have this bad habit of thinking about the bad stuff. Ben Folds - The Luckiest reminds me a lot of this. I just can't imagine being without him.
It's that we understand each other, it matters so much that he understands me. It makes me feel closer, like we are soul mates.
Everyone thinks out fighting is bad, I just feel like it is the way we discuss, loudly. Stubbornly. It's just the way we do things. I guess it's sad that other people get annoyed by it.
Sometimes it's really frustrating that reapsta is less cleanly, and all that, than me. I nag and then we both feel bad. Ah. But it's nothing compared to everything else.
I want to grow old with him. I want us to be together forever in every sense.
There is nothing that makes me so happy, and fulfilled.
I'm not sure there's anything else to say. Since nothing is ever quite right to explain how I feel. Love is complex.
LOVE:
Love is so important, and like Rorty says, it's a historisity. The good times that we share together build what we have.
The people I love know who they are. (If you're not sure then I am probably also not sure).
Since auntpol brought it up I'll talk about that:
I love auntpol, and it's different to my reapsta, it's never the same. But... I dunno. I don't think love is sexual, not really, sexuality is a way of expressing love, but it's not love. I think one of the main reasons I love auntpol the way I do is because we seem to think very similar in some ways. I suppose we could call them the 'female' side of each of us, but we understand each other. Often we'll start saying words, and then we'll just know what we mean.
I love the way that we love, I love the way we feel about each other. For me it just seems so comfortable, and exciting. She always makes me smile. Always. I just want to protect her and make her happy.
It's the different ways I love different people. I love reapsta in a different way, in a being protected way and all that. I feel protective of auntpol.
Can I say anything more? I dunno. Love is a hard one.
stubborness:
This is harder than I thought it would be. What do I want to say about this? Yes, I am stubborn. Probably to a fault, I think I'm just not good at seeing other 'right' ways when I know I have a 'right' way.
I am trying to get better at this.
I am also stubborn in the way I change myself, I will just try something, and keep at it until it becomes what I do. It's difficult to look in and think of myself as stubborn, I know I am, but it is just a way for me.
aesthetics:
This is important. It is the only real way to live your life. Sometimes I think it's the only way people do live their lives.
What to say about this? I love beautiful things, it's so important to me, I don't think I can explain what is beauty. But I can tell you why I find something beautiful. I really love reapsta's nose. :) I really find the women around me aesthetically pleasing. But I wasn't going to get caught up in beauty.
I try, or do, live my life in an aesthetic way. What auntpol is referring to is the philosophy, where you cannot have true ethical judgments so instead you get the closest thing, you live to what feels the most... right? beautiful? aesthetically pleasing. I think I do that, I believe what is beautiful, I try to do things beautifully, I try to keep my mind beautiful... It's difficult to explain I suppose, or perhaps I'm just not in the right mood.
You cannot know things, not really, you can't be sure of things. And that's where aesthetics comes in, it's so very different to making everyone happy, it isn't just internal happiness. Things like justice is very aesthetically pleasing, very beautiful. But aesthetics is such a variable thing of course, it's not a useful ethical system, but it's not meant to be.
Is that enough? I feel like I haven't imparted what I wanted. I am starting to feel like this whole exercise is a waste.
sister:
Until auntpol I didn't think I have had a sister. I think it was easier for auntpol to think of me as a sister, because I am very like her own sister in some ways.
But sister as I use it here, it doesn't mean what most people think of it. I don't think I have ever felt a connection to my brother because of our blood, rather it's because we have shared such happy times playing games and stuff like that. That's how I feel 'bout auntpol, we have shared so many special moments, so many intimate moments, that that bond has grown.
I dunno, how do I explain it? I also think sister is a really... big thing, it's only a thing you can have if the person feels it back. You can't think of each other as sisters unless you both have a sense of you being sisters. In fact, I think that's the most important bit, and the thing you can only really find out accidentally, that the other thinks of you as a sister (and you already know that you feel the same way).
It's a shared mindset in a way, it a comfort and a closeness, that you don't get elsewhere.
Ergh, I don't think I have explained anything about my mind. I think it's because I've had a headache and been a bit sleepy of late.
This seems to be all about auntpol and reapsta. I love other people too, it's just that thing auntpol thinks about me does remind me of her, and reapsta is always on my mind. :)