ah yes, the inherent homoeroticism of a sword at your throat
A spoon's only objective in life is to make soup go upwards, and it knows this. That's why when you put one under a running tap it blasts the water way high. The spoon thinks there's suddenly TONS of soup to deal with and it freaks out.
Absolutely no one is doing it like the Long Quiet and the Shifting Mound.
They’re nascent gods. They’re the embodiments of change and stagnation, and as such are in constant opposition. They used to be one. They were torn from each other, edges purposefully left bloody and ragged. They feel each other’s absence like a wound. They love each other, because all that is not one is the other. They love each other, because to love the other is to love what once was theirs. They are beyond human comprehension, and yet their relationship encompasses all the brightest and strangest and most grotesque human emotions. They flirt awkwardly with each other. They threaten each other. They trick each other. They have erotic knife fights. They have intense philosophical debates. They make each other better. They mutilate each other. They are the universe itself, perceiving itself, ever evolving and self-immolating and expanding as they discover new avenues of expression and experience. They destroy each other, over and over again. They forgive each other every time.
This is a love story, and they are love.
Maybe if I was prettier. Or maybe if I was more horrifying actually
Why don't they make stained glass fish tanks? Give those fish Catholic guilt
Mental illness can be cured by thinking about The Character but be careful because mental illness can also be caused by thinking about The Character
person who doesn't read a lot of philosophy: it will cure your mental illness
person who does read a lot of philosophy: go workout so you don't lose yourself among the signs and symbols