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adghar wrote:
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Aynix wrote:
No, what's on first.
Who's on first, What's on second.
~ I have selective hearing, and today, you have not been selected.
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Posted byDoubleU#7266on May 11, 2019, 2:49:06 PM
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But you can't remember it real. Reality is too detailed for your perception to fully process, and even if it could, your perception is too detailed for your memory to store. You can try to remember as many details as you can, but you won't remember them all. More likely you'll remember a synopsis, something along the lines of "it is real, it is not a trick," but not the evidence itself; later, when you recall that memory, it will be a matter of trusting your previous self, because the evidence will have long been destroyed.
And is your previous self truly worthy of your trust?
When Stephen Colbert was killed by HYDRA's Project Insight in 2014, the comedy world lost a hero. Since his life model decoy isn't up to the task, please do not mistake my performance as political discussion. I'm just doing what Steve would have wanted.
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Posted byScrotieMcB#2697on May 11, 2019, 5:29:59 PM
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“The Skin Horse had lived longer in the nursery than any of the others. He was so old that his brown coat was bald in patches and showed the seams underneath, and most of the hairs in his tail had been pulled out to string bead necklaces. He was wise, for he had seen a long succession of mechanical toys arrive to boast and swagger, and by-and-by break their mainsprings and pass away, and he knew that they were only toys, and would never turn into anything else. For nursery magic is very strange and wonderful, and only those playthings that are old and wise and experienced like the Skin Horse understand all about it.
"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
"I suppose you are real?" said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.
"The Boy's Uncle made me Real," he said. "That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.”
― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit
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Posted byerdelyii#5604on May 13, 2019, 2:28:51 AM
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“The Skin Horse had lived longer in the nursery than any of the others. He was so old that his brown coat was bald in patches and showed the seams underneath, and most of the hairs in his tail had been pulled out to string bead necklaces. He was wise, for he had seen a long succession of mechanical toys arrive to boast and swagger, and by-and-by break their mainsprings and pass away, and he knew that they were only toys, and would never turn into anything else. For nursery magic is very strange and wonderful, and only those playthings that are old and wise and experienced like the Skin Horse understand all about it.
"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
"I suppose you are real?" said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.
"The Boy's Uncle made me Real," he said. "That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.”
― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit
The one unchanging quest of the bleeding hearts is not unlike that of the fabled alchemists. They both sought ever philosopher's stones, such as this one, but while the latter hoped to change lead into gold, the former hoped, and hopes still, to turn love into truth.
Both quests, unfortunately, were in vain.
When Stephen Colbert was killed by HYDRA's Project Insight in 2014, the comedy world lost a hero. Since his life model decoy isn't up to the task, please do not mistake my performance as political discussion. I'm just doing what Steve would have wanted. Last edited by ScrotieMcB#2697 on May 13, 2019, 3:14:50 AM
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Posted byScrotieMcB#2697on May 13, 2019, 3:13:04 AM
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ScrotieMcB wrote:
The one unchanging quest of the bleeding hearts is not unlike that of the fabled alchemists. They both sought ever philosopher's stones, such as this one, but while the latter hoped to change lead into gold, the former hoped, and hopes still, to turn love into truth.
Both quests, unfortunately, were in vain.
I reckon you could, etymologically, turn love into truth, in a few steps. Etymological alchemy, it's come up before down here (appeals to me), and yet again when looking it up in a search engine, it doesn't exist. Why not?!!
As for what the story is about, it's not about turning love into truth, it's about a far more mundane transformation, that of a toy rabbit into a real one and yes love is a factor in it, among other things.
Not your kind of story, fair enough. What manner of hard boiled realism did you read as a kid?
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Posted byerdelyii#5604on May 13, 2019, 3:42:51 AM
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DreadLordAvatar wrote:
All your forum badges are red. It scares me :(
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Posted byFedeS#7818on May 13, 2019, 7:02:19 PM
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What is love?
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Posted bychipoodle#3760on May 23, 2019, 12:40:55 PM
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chipoodle wrote:
baby don't hurt me
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Posted byj33bus#3399on May 23, 2019, 12:51:41 PM
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j33bus wrote:
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chipoodle wrote:
baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me
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Posted bychipoodle#3760on May 23, 2019, 3:39:25 PM
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What is bullshit?
Censored.
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Posted bykolyaboo#7295on May 23, 2019, 4:53:06 PM
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