we're just on the same wavelength sometimes, phineas dear.
so much of what you said simply brought me to my knees. i really was not exaggerating when i said that reading your work made me cry real tears. something in the very story and characters of s/r is somehow even more moving than even the best H/D. and here i feel ridiculous for abbreviating these relationships when what i really want to do is caress them and immerse myself in them.
i have a feeling that it has something to do with archetypes and the idea that these are all a fundamental part of the human unconscious. enemies who see through the hate to the human and love it, old friends who are parted by fate and misfortune (the inscription (http://www.englishhistory.net/byron/poems/fare.html) of Byron's Fare Thee Well as well as B's poem, to an extent, and Christabel from which it is taken [the lines are actually about two neighboring kings] are so expressive of this everlasting tragedy)... i don't know. i imagine that slash is a way of purifying, distilling those relationships in a way so that sex is love and love is clean, not sullied by hormones, or dirty in the way that m/f sex always seems to me because of all of the ubiquitous expectations and chemicals that damage the purity of the strain. not really what i wanted to say, but it leaves me speechless, too.
living in a lifelong empathy OD? check. this (http://www.hsperson.com/index.html) is my latest theory. most of the time, i'm thankful for the gift of feeling that much more. but sometimes it leads to self-reproach. don't.
the dar song is your s/r song, no? anyway... sorry to write you a comment novel. just wanted to let you know that i'm right there with you, drowning.
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Date: 2003-02-13 08:31 pm (UTC)so much of what you said simply brought me to my knees. i really was not exaggerating when i said that reading your work made me cry real tears. something in the very story and characters of s/r is somehow even more moving than even the best H/D. and here i feel ridiculous for abbreviating these relationships when what i really want to do is caress them and immerse myself in them.
i have a feeling that it has something to do with archetypes and the idea that these are all a fundamental part of the human unconscious. enemies who see through the hate to the human and love it, old friends who are parted by fate and misfortune (the inscription (http://www.englishhistory.net/byron/poems/fare.html) of Byron's Fare Thee Well as well as B's poem, to an extent, and Christabel from which it is taken [the lines are actually about two neighboring kings] are so expressive of this everlasting tragedy)... i don't know. i imagine that slash is a way of purifying, distilling those relationships in a way so that sex is love and love is clean, not sullied by hormones, or dirty in the way that m/f sex always seems to me because of all of the ubiquitous expectations and chemicals that damage the purity of the strain. not really what i wanted to say, but it leaves me speechless, too.
living in a lifelong empathy OD? check. this (http://www.hsperson.com/index.html) is my latest theory. most of the time, i'm thankful for the gift of feeling that much more. but sometimes it leads to self-reproach. don't.
the dar song is your s/r song, no? anyway... sorry to write you a comment novel. just wanted to let you know that i'm right there with you, drowning.