Like all the fireworks in existence, the physical, both inside our bodies and outside them, and the metaphysical, the things that we feel, but do not see.
There are many thigns that fall in the realm of explosions that are good things. I know much about the good ones, as well as the not good ones.
I may be sweet, but never overly so. Instead, I spice it with the flavours of deep love, affection, caring, passion, art, creativity, and of course, a good hand mixed curry.
I think explosions - physical and metaphysical - are cool. Even the not so good explosions because after, once we clear the wreakage and sift through what we can or cannot salvage, we have the opportunity to rebuild or rework or begin anew.
I talk in metaphors and riddles, especially around you.
Your thoughts on explosions make me blush. I have known this sentiment myself, and practice it. That which breaks structures, but does not kill one, is merely the chance to be reborn on a level, to rebuild the structures of your life. A very potent metaphor, and one I am pleased to see spoken by another mind than my own.
Metaphors, riddles, mmm. You certainly do know then know how to intrigue me and make me smile.. Yet the riddles are not obtuse, nor incomprehensible. This is an art.
You like curry. You like curry XD Awesomeness. I shall make you some, because. ^^
Not entirely sure why I blushed, but then with me, who knows? I know I remember agreeing with the sentiment you set forth, since it was analagous to my own thoughts on the process of rebuilding. Even a fall is an oportunity to see and learn onesself more.
It may very wella lso be 2 years of A-Level English penetrating the brain, but is the wielding of such an inordinately strange language, any language for that manner, an art in itself? I am tempted to say yes. Like many other loving labours of the tongue, I do not think I can deny language it's place as art.
Of course I'll make you curry. Whatever kind of curry you want. Sweet, spicy, hot, mild, red, yellow, green, ^^
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Date: 2005-07-30 11:55 pm (UTC)'splosions good, if they are enjoyable ones.
I love you too, many words could only scratch the surface of how great y'are. ^^
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Date: 2005-07-31 05:14 pm (UTC)Awww! You utter sweetie! ^_^
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:58 am (UTC)There are many thigns that fall in the realm of explosions that are good things. I know much about the good ones, as well as the not good ones.
I may be sweet, but never overly so. Instead, I spice it with the flavours of deep love, affection, caring, passion, art, creativity, and of course, a good hand mixed curry.
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Date: 2005-08-03 09:35 pm (UTC)I talk in metaphors and riddles, especially around you.
Hand-mixed curry. mmmmmmmmmm. I like curry.
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Date: 2005-08-03 11:32 pm (UTC)Metaphors, riddles, mmm. You certainly do know then know how to intrigue me and make me smile.. Yet the riddles are not obtuse, nor incomprehensible. This is an art.
You like curry. You like curry XD
Awesomeness. I shall make you some, because. ^^
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Date: 2005-08-15 12:47 am (UTC)I am so glad I intrige and make you smile. I like to do it. I do not think it is an art - rather 2 years of A-Level English penetrating my brain.
I LOVE curry. Yum yum XD
You will make me curry? Even more love. ^_^
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Date: 2005-08-15 01:10 pm (UTC)It may very wella lso be 2 years of A-Level English penetrating the brain, but is the wielding of such an inordinately strange language, any language for that manner, an art in itself? I am tempted to say yes.
Like many other loving labours of the tongue, I do not think I can deny language it's place as art.
Of course I'll make you curry. Whatever kind of curry you want. Sweet, spicy, hot, mild, red, yellow, green, ^^