The Nature of Things in Eternity

If I think about it again

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Lemony Snicket
So I just learned about and I think I'll give it a shot!

Put words in the comments and I'll read them out loud so you can hear my melodious tones. Or ask me questions and I'll answer them in the spoken word.

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Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one, a moment, in childhood, when it first occurred to you that you don't go on forever. It must have been shattering, stamped into one's memory. And yet I can't remember it. It never occurred to me at all. We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the word for it, before we know that there are words,out we come, bloodied and squalling ... with the knowledge that for all the points of the compass, there's only one direction and time is its only measure.

It sounds a bit tinny but I think it's really nice. Also, the last two seconds are probably my favorite.

*giggles* those last two seconds are the best last two seconds of anything. (i'm not exaggerating, what?) and aaaah you make such a perfect rosencrantz, with all the right thoughtful pauses and dramatic pronouncements of 'shattering' and soft descents into talk of words and compasses and i'm making flailing motions at the screen.

aww, you are so sweet and absolutely not exaggerating. that was my roommate who came in at the end and i'm the rosencrantz to her guildenstern. oh, oh, thank you so much, i tried to pause and actually think about it instead of just reading the words off the page and i think i succeeded. words and compasses and magnets spinning around each other make me so happy. i actually flailed a bit when i saw what you wanted me to read. so mutually assured flailing abounds.

i want to read more to you or babble about something, please!

very apt that she came in during that speech, then! :D we all should have rosencrantzes to our guildensterns and guildenstern to our rosencrantzes. and you succeeded and more than, i just listened to it again, and flail flail flail.

well! i did debate giving this passage:

Who what am I? My answer: I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I've gone which would not have happened if I had not come. Nor am I particularly exceptional in this matter; each "I," every one of the now-six-hundred-million-plus of us, contains a similar multitude. I repeat for the last time: to understand me, you'll have to swallow a world.

if you want to.

and my sister is the ros to my guil, so everything comes full circle. it does my heart good to see you flail over it.

of course i was going to do this one for you since we both love saleem and his world.

*applauds* well-done, well-done, you got the rush of words without being trampled by them, and the way you say 'you'll have to swallow a world' -- !

also, i have finished reading. i have met the widow, and the hand of widow, and seen the sperectomy but also the abacadabra, the cracks-beneath-skin but also the hennaed hands of marriage, and padma is awesome, okay. i was going to say something poetical about hope but then i got distracted by padma.

Oh good! I'm happy to see you talk about Padma because she is quite awesome.

If you're thinking of what to read next, I respectfully suggest The Book Thief if you haven't read it already because there is Death and colors and hair like bird nests and lovely discordant descriptions that fit along very nicely with what we've seen in Midnight's Children. Or if you have read it already, you could tell me all the things you like (or don't like) about it!

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