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And there is merit. The problem is, confusing a subset of a specific set, one for another, is a mistake. One that is often made. A fire should usually be put out, unless it is a natural fire which needs to be allowed to run. Don't allow natural fires, for example, you can end up killing an area leading to mudslides, increasing the risk of a more massive uncontrollable fire, and lots of other bad things. While fires that should and should not be controlled are similar in many ways, it is best to know which you are dealing with.
And, sure. Sometimes, usually really, I hit very hard. But it really... for some... isn't about doing damage. Believe it or not, some punches are simply to snap people out of sleep or coma. If someone was, while in a state of excessive exhaustion or one or another form of shock, about to seriously hurt them self, someone else, or you, you would understand them being slapped, to wake them out of it, right? That doesn't mean the hitter is jackwagon mean. It also doesn't mean they don't care. Guard dogs bark at sheep, and even bite just a bit. I may do it a little harder than some, sure. But because people aren't allowed to be willfully ignorant to the level they have become. There is a bit of a price. But the people who would do nothing in those instances aren't more principled, or civil, they are truly the uncaring ones, perhaps wrong, maybe evil.
This will only make sense to a reverse author, assuming there is one. And then only potentially, if they get it. It might be a joker, a spoiler, someone with hopes for something that they think could be but who aren't a party to it, or... just a thing of no import. As to the potential topic of these conversations? You have to make a choice and express it. I can't hear what you are thinking. Or more, won't risk anything on just what I believe I see in my mind... without worldly evidence. Von deiner geschichte ist rot vor Wut, that's fine. But if that is all that is seen that is all that will be known. Without an opening, that just means enemy. I can see in the dark, I can't see as if in the light. Some things have to be shown or they won't be accepted, even if I do happen to see them in the dark. So far, all I have seen, without doubt, is Elle était en rage. I can work with it. But I have to see more, or that it is a moment not a style, or the whole, of it. Choose wisely. *tick-tock* Assuming this is even being read by such. I can turn rage to service, but their has to be proof that there is a want for that.
Later. Actually, good night, again. Maybe a bite, then back to bed. Good night.
Hey Doomster,
ReplyDeleteRot vor Wut .. That is a strong statement. It's very effective in describing a mood though. Personally, I've had a wonderful day. The night was not so great though .. way to hot.
Be well, sleep well .. Good night?/morning?..
They don't use ac, so much, over there, do they? Mostly just hotels from what I experienced, and... yeah... I visited an apartment and house or few. It seemed like, when I visited Europe, they just didn't... America is so different from any other place in the world. A sometimes good, sometimes bad, thing.
ReplyDeleteAs to the expression? I would say it is that strong, just add a heavy twist of first taste of dill pickle puss to the mix, and there you go. I do have a way with women. Fair enough. *grins* Still, I can't run into a burning stable unless there is, even if a false one, an avenue of approach. It's how I do.
Some hotels have ac, most don't. Well, don't run into too many burning stables..
ReplyDeleteI think you miss the point. I was BORN to run into burning stables. That is where dames seem to prefer to be. Takes a strong hand to find one, and bring her out. Domesticated, or wild until an old maid, I guess. Not great choices, slim chances these days, but... And, if I read that as a reply, even she wants me to enter that stable... possibly. (Though, of course, I have my doubts... will know soon enough.)
ReplyDeleteAs to Europe... good... then my memory does serve. I was usually there in a cool season, so never saw their summers. Still... I prefer ac, in America. I really do. Not that all their summers are blistering, but it happens.