I had this realisation about skeletons that I can’t verbalise to anyone because the way I wanna describe it is like “When you see a skeleton, that’s a dead skeleton.” And then they look at me the way that people do.
But like…. alive skeletons are so different!! I can’t think of a metaphor here or any way to explain it other than just to like, make people learn the same stuff about skeletons that gave me this Moment. When you’re alive your bones have blood in them, and all kinds of gooey stuff, and they grow and get sick and make new tissue, like your skeleton is an alive part of your alive body.
and dead skeletons aren’t! Dead skeletons are just fancy rocks your body made!!
this is a very true but very endearing way of putting it.
Skeletons in your body are making your blood! Imagine if they did that outside of your body!
His voice was a hesitating, muted baritone, wonderfully melodious, although it never left the middle range in strength and pitch. Voice, gesture, look, all radiated the peace of understanding and goodness…his German had a hard accent, like that of the German spoken by the Czechs. The Czech accent of the German which I am thinking of is harsh…Kafka’s speech never made this impression. It seemed angular because of the inner tension: every word a stone.
– Gustav Janouch, Conversations with Kafka
Here let me remark that Kafka, as if to compensate for the remarkable gift he had of musical speech, had no talent for pure music.
This is why I strongly advocate for an alien invasion movie but set in like 1142. The Anarchy is in full swing.
it’d be so good. Everyone would map theological explanations of the aliens onto them. It’d be so much fun.
Aliens: Take us to your leader. Jocelyn, Peasant: All right. Um, which one? Are you for King Stephen or the Empress Maude? Aliens: Um– Jocelyn: I recommend Empress Maude. King Stephen is a lying usurper. Aliens: All right, Empress Maude. Take us to her. Jocelyn: I always new God was on our side. Aliens: Jocelyn: You’re angels right? Come to bring us portends and tidings of the divine? Aliens: Or to massacre you. Jocelyn: That makes sense. We’re very sinful. We deserve whatever punishment it is God has seen fit to bestow upon us. Aliens: Aliens: Aliens: Wow.