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You keep dancing, and I keep having no clue what to say. :)
I feel like we are going in circles.
Yep. All done. For now, my homework is completely managed.
There. That's a thing. I can't promise much coherence, but so it goes. Thanks for the mental support.
Yeah... Ok. Thanks.
Unfortunately, at the moment, I really can't allow myself to get distracted thinking about that. I have an essay to conclude! :poo:
Unfortunately, at the moment, I really can't allow myself to get distracted thinking about that. I have an essay to conclude! :poo:
I seem to be doing it again, Pope. Apparently I can't even make it two posts before I disagree with something. Yet I'm just not willing to always back down, and I can feel how much it bothers you when I try and push something through.
Are we just... incompatible?
Are we just... incompatible?
I can certainly understand that there are gradients and shades, but grey, white, and black are very different things from green and purple.
The main reason I have to bring it up is because using it in that context gives the impression that the color a thing is reflects the nature of its weave. Which I suppose could be true... But that says a lot about people and animals just from the color of hair and skin.
The main reason I have to bring it up is because using it in that context gives the impression that the color a thing is reflects the nature of its weave. Which I suppose could be true... But that says a lot about people and animals just from the color of hair and skin.
... Are colors a thing? They haven't made color yet...
As was its nature, Aysus was slowly adjusting to the universe as it now knew it. The process could never be rushed, only acknowledged as necessary and accepted in its entirety. But, as it contemplated its new universe, Aysus also watched Tahaan at play. It could not understand its counterpart's excitement with everything new and unknown, but it could see that excitement bubbling through its companion. For a moment, Aysus felt a trace of sorrow. Each of them was the only companion the other had. They were so completely opposite that the one could never fully understand the other, no matter how much they tried. There was no doubt that Aysus would not know what to make of a universe without Tahaan in it, and Tahaan felt the same way about it, but if anything that almost made it worse. Each naturally tried to reject its own nature in order to please the other, and the other only felt guilt at knowing it was bringing its companion to do something it did not really want to do.
But Aysus could not fully understand this sorrow it felt. It was like the new universe, strange and foreign and something that it could not understand no matter how hard it tried. it was, like the new universe, something that was going to have to be understood at a later date. Perhaps, when they both managed to understand it, the sorrow that it felt at the moment would no longer be necessary.
When Aysus noticed that Tahaan was watching it, Aysus turned away from its own still contemplation of the things that were, and once more turned to face the things that could be. Briefly it hesitated, trying to rationalize the difference between the things that were, and the things that could be out of the things that were. Was it really truly a change? It was something new in the sense that Aysus had never before experienced it in the manner it was being presented, but it was also true that the thing that was being presented was still the same thing that it had always been. If it looked closely enough, the threads would prove that every time. Could it really, therefore, be called a new thing?
Uncertain at the moment as to the answer of its own question, Aysus put it as one more of the ever-growing number of things that could only be solved by letting them exist for long enough.
~Come,~ it called to Tahaan. ~Show me these things that make you so excited.~
But Aysus could not fully understand this sorrow it felt. It was like the new universe, strange and foreign and something that it could not understand no matter how hard it tried. it was, like the new universe, something that was going to have to be understood at a later date. Perhaps, when they both managed to understand it, the sorrow that it felt at the moment would no longer be necessary.
When Aysus noticed that Tahaan was watching it, Aysus turned away from its own still contemplation of the things that were, and once more turned to face the things that could be. Briefly it hesitated, trying to rationalize the difference between the things that were, and the things that could be out of the things that were. Was it really truly a change? It was something new in the sense that Aysus had never before experienced it in the manner it was being presented, but it was also true that the thing that was being presented was still the same thing that it had always been. If it looked closely enough, the threads would prove that every time. Could it really, therefore, be called a new thing?
Uncertain at the moment as to the answer of its own question, Aysus put it as one more of the ever-growing number of things that could only be solved by letting them exist for long enough.
~Come,~ it called to Tahaan. ~Show me these things that make you so excited.~
Hey Pope.
Haven't I left you hanging long enough yet? Apparently not... :bad Kastya: I mostly just wanted to let you know that I am still alive, still interested in our (very slow moving *sorry*) story. And! You are third on my to-do list! So I may actually be getting you something soon.
Haven't I left you hanging long enough yet? Apparently not... :bad Kastya: I mostly just wanted to let you know that I am still alive, still interested in our (very slow moving *sorry*) story. And! You are third on my to-do list! So I may actually be getting you something soon.
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