Comments on: Funtainted

By: drodbar

drodbar — Sat, 26 Jan 2008 19:34:28 +0000

If we all communicated from ‘down in me’ like this, there’d be less sense of isolation and fear of being different, on top of the angst that seems to me to be a quite rational response to life.

Do you know Virginia Woolf? She’s too associated with the genteel, but she presents characters as responding to life and the moment in a way that occludes mundane ‘facts’ and creates poetry from viscous but intense and essential emotions, rather like you do on many of your posts. Her writing helped me a lot.

By: Ani

Ani — Sat, 26 Jan 2008 02:59:46 +0000

Marcelle: I keep wondering whether you’re extremely perceptive or whether we just connect somehow. I’m thinking it’s probably a bit of both. I’ve never seen Vertigo, though. Now I’m very curious…

By: Marcelle Manhattan

Marcelle Manhattan — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 19:31:53 +0000

This reminds me of the first time I was ever (only time I was ever?) in love. All week I’d look forward to seeing him, and I’d leave his house the next morning on a psychadelic high. Only to be deflated a few hours later into an inexplicable despair, which would last until I saw him again. Talk about ambivalent; I never want to feel that again.

In some ways, I think the cycle was all about the inability to capture my own desire from another person. The same way you can’t write, because you think the clouds are a weather report but in reality they’re a mist of projection. It’s sort of a helpless loop, of being caught in a time that is neither anticipating nor regretting nor enjoying, but nowhere.

Watch “Vertigo” with your chocolate.

By: Ani

Ani — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 14:16:51 +0000

Z: You’re right. I had a handful of peanut M&M’s earlier and feel almost human again. (Still, better go for another handful just in case, huh?)

AUW: I dread to think what the side effects might be. And also, please comment a minimum of five and maximum of a gazillion times on each and every one of my posts. Thank you.

Lillipilli: Eh, I like it, too, if I’m honest.

Everydayophelia: Hello and welcome. I’m glad you found something familiar. I try to keep in mind that I’m not alone, against all evidence to the contrary.

Isabelle: Thanks, Isabelle, I hope that once in a while, my butterflies flutter and sparkle like yours.

By: isabelle

isabelle — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 12:00:56 +0000

It seems we can’t have one without the other and time passes whatever.
It’s like a big open space and sometimes there’s comfort in that.
You describe it pin point beautiful . I want and hope your colours get back to the way you need them and the butterflies righten themselves.

By: everydayophelia

everydayophelia — Fri, 25 Jan 2008 00:56:20 +0000

this resonates. it is definitely not hopeless. and if it helps, you are not alone.

By: LilliPilli

LilliPilli — Thu, 24 Jan 2008 23:47:04 +0000

I like it when you pass time putting words together like these.

By: An Unreliable Witness

An Unreliable Witness — Thu, 24 Jan 2008 21:56:00 +0000

Z’s right. *scoffs half a bar of diabetic chocolate, but no more because of its certain, ahem, unpleasant side effects*

Ahem. Where was I?

Oh yes. Such self-knowledge is a remarkable thing. Treasure it.

Also: if only we could all “play with words [as] hopelessly” as this. If this is hopeless, then may the gods help the rest of us.

Furthermore: that was at least three comments in one. Sorry.

By: Z

Thu, 24 Jan 2008 17:54:25 +0000

OK, I know exactly how you feel. I think it may be lack of chocolate.