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| User: | lucidor (7920860) sir.
i'm alive |
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| Name: | M. Ström | |
| Website: | mirrorTEA@dA | |
| Location: | Sweden | |
| Bio: | dude. mirrorTEA on deviantART By some reason, no-one knows which, the materia has shattered in a huge mess of things, forms and individuals. But between the individual and the world around her there is an abyss. If you're a human and not for example a fork or a beetle; multitude becomes a torment. As well as solitude. The elements of materia is still the exact same thing in the individual as the things surrounding her. The same chemichal substances. The same atoms spinning around. Therefore there is a reason to believe that there is an entity behind the multitude of the world. That the world behind all visual forms is one. Why is then the mans loneliness so terrible? It's grotesque and monstrous. It's a cold chime. A white dumbness. And man is trying to overbuild it's loneliness. It's an instinct with her. But her other and paradoxical equally strong instinct is to protect herself. Not being overpowered with circumstances. Not give in to the world that destroys her characteristics. That is why love and eros so easily threathens man with destruction. Love is the instinct to melt together with loved ones. Ridicilous, since the indivual cant even melt together with it's self. But that is how it is, man is driven towards love. By pure instinct of protection she is in the next second forced to ward it off, she must defend her own unique self. Not being overrun by everything else and get driven out of coure. Then she is brutally thrown back into loneliness. And falls yet again in love. And must again defend her own self against the other's trespassing. It is horrid, how does one get around it? There is only one way. Through art. Or through death. Like Krystyna. Her death was an admirable act. ~ Agneta Pleijel 'Lord Nevermore' | |
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| Account type: | Basic Account | |
