@destructiveglitch whispered: "walking home alone in the middle of the night seems dangerous. come on. i'll keep you company a while!” what she won’t tell her is that she’s just here to blend in and get rid of whoever’s on her tail. what for, you ask? a wallet that isn’t hers.
{ ♪ } -- The redhead blinked up at the other and tilted her head. It was true, walking home alone at night wasn’t her smartest move, but she never anticipated anyone approaching her over it. Perhaps she underestimated the people of this city. A smile took her lips and she nodded happily.
“I’d like that, actually. My name’s Bella. Can I ask yours?”
With that, she swung her bag off of her shoulder to hang in front of her. It swished with every movement, constantly being bumped by her shins. Did she have any suspicions about this person? Nope! Full trust, so far.
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“Cadillac, darling. Dearest.“ There’s a casual purr with the way that Atieno speaks, happily pulling him near, pulling him close. Yes the fact that these two care so deeply for each other tends to bode ill for the universe at large.
But does Atieno have a moment to care? No, no - it has existed long enough. And when that place has to go - it will go. In the meantime though, they will cherish Cadillac for everything that he is, the power, the beauty, the horror. All intertwined in a magnificent figure.
After all, it does take a lot to garner Atieno’s true admiration and he has in spades along with their affection.
“I love that you dream of me. Trust me - I carry visions of you when I wander. Always looking forward to the next time we meet again. Continuing the dance, the sway across the darkness.“
Long dark hands run down the side of Cad’s a face before gently pulling him in. Do they seem to be rising as he is drawn into their presence? Perhaps so - but the destination is the same - a lingering kiss blending the sheer vastness and incomprehension of these forces in an act of bliss and true care.
WAAH HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! im so happy to have met you on this website! youre one of the few people i feel absolutely comfortable around because youre so honest, and also so KIND and SWEET and considerate! you deserve so much more love and appreciation than youre getting. i love your energies, i love your vibes, i love you! i hope you have a wonderful day AND rest of the year you talented honeybee!!!!!!! MWA!
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when my reputation as satan fails me and i am regarded as kind and sweet..... and i luv that for me i think LJGFDSKJGF. no no no but srsly... ;;;; sorry for getting to this so late i took a nap and made the most bomb ass pot of budae jjigae. did u kno that ur a gem and i will be mailing u the heart emojis floating above my head???? expect them in ur mail..... be careful when u open the box. they might float away. anyway ily and ty!!!! have a cozy and warm holiday, :’’’)
@destructiveglitch said: He’s playing with her fingers, his own black and cold (in stark contrast with how warm the blue of his skin is). “You must’ve been alone for so long, stuck on Earth and all.” He knows a thing or two, three, four about loneliness. “An empty heart can destroy more than just mind and soul.” His thumb caresses the back of her hand as he locks eyes with her. “Are your mind and soul still intact?” A pause. “Would you mind either of them breaking?”
LIPS FELT DRY against each other; almost like sandpaper had they become in a span of seconds. her throat similar to a desert, gulping down, savoring the last bits of saliva as she could only STARE. black pupils of endless nothingness stared at their hands, most specifically at his fingers. the cold; it didn’t bother her as much. it chilled the burning of her flesh; with every touch he would let this feeling cease. it had been a comfortable sensation. & yet, those words of sincerity banged against her rib cage, leaving her heart aflutter; was it the panic of truthful words or the realization of her current situation ? both, maybe. “It has been a long time, no doubt..” a chuckle of unknown origins erupted from her core; a signal of her inner workings; how they have conspired against her. how they just want to let this inner pain out. the toxins of brain, intestines, blood & soul; all at once had they reconciled & manifested in that little chuckle. QUICKLY, had she brushed that aside, though, not wanting to cause any kind of disturbance by her own stupid brain. & yet, the corners of her lips would face the heavens upon his next statement; oh, she had destroyed. she had burned. she had killed. & she felt nothing. she would do it again; was it truly because of an empty heart ? a lot of people would call her the shell of a woman that once was bright & lively; a doll; a puppet led by the strings of her own crazed desires. but she paid those claims no mind. there was no time. no need.
LILAC LENSES SET onto his own pair of glistening gems; INTENSELY staring, though, still not grasping his power which he had been emitting every time they locked eyes. “I don’t know...” honest of truths had been spilled from an angelic tongue spiked with upside down crosses; the pain, the sins, the never ending story of a stranded girl that will never find home. never know what home truly is. INSTEAD, she will destroy until she perishes with the dust that accompanied her on her journey. she killed for pleasure, didn’t she ? she never had something else in mind than power & revenge, didn’t she ? did those things perhaps break what was left of soul & mind; paired with an empty heart. it was the potion that a woman would drink to lead armageddon upon earth. “I don’t know a whole lot about that but sometimes....” a pause; saliva had been resurfacing but in an amount that only caused discomfort. “...I doubt if there is anything left of me.” pictures of a found family; a crew of young souls striving for greatness in their own little world flashes before her. it had been different. could it be different again ? “You’re right...Most of me has perished, left me empty. “ her eyes ceased from his gaze, longing for answers as she let them trail towards their hands again. a squeeze of her own hand was given, untangling her right one from his grasp as she placed it on top. caged, yet embracing his hands in a soft gesture, unlike any other she had bestowed upon the alien before. her hands were warm; she wished for him to feel her heat. to feel that burning. it was strong; if it was her heart, she couldn’t tell. but it was there. “But I wouldn’t mind them breaking if they were still there...I wouldn’t mind them breaking over & over again if it means I can be...FREE. “
& IT WAS her time to become curious about his nature; the way he had spoken of empty hearts & destroyed souls; it felt almost too close for comfort. “ tell me...” her voice was meek, almost not allowing herself of such queries to reach the freedom of being expressed. “...is your heart still intact ? are you still wandering, roaming the universe with the same soul & mind that you had from the very beginning ?” the siren couldn’t bring herself to utter even one more word; it was stuck within. but she would look up; a different kind of shining would those multi-colored lenses emit. something soft, something vulnerable. something was about to collapse if it wasn’t caught by someone. & she smiled; one of thousand suns. “...you know, i always thought blue was such a beautiful color...it suits you.”
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🍓 @glrchmp: Zacharie, you and your blog are absolutely? Phenomenal?! I honestly have not got into the playthrough of Shield / Sword yet while I do not have Switch, but of course, Leon has my heart instantly, and seeing someone so so passionate of him makes me very delighted. I absolutely adore what you have thought of him and written with him so far, and I always highly look forward to read and learn more about your Leon. It was such a wonderful moment going through your blog and seeing how would you portray Leon. Everything about him is so well thought and detailed, it is just incredible. To be honest, even if I haven’t got into the game yet, I already had a thought that Nintendo could not ever do Leon justice like how you would portray him. I hope you have at least some pride in your work because, seriously, what you touch turns into a wonderful art, and I am so grateful that I had stumbled across your blog. Anyone should, actually. You are a gem as you are a lovely person to have on my dash. I do hope we can interact more soon and have you shove me into more of the Pokéworld ( because I will admit, I’m not too hot with the lores and whatnot, and I’d love to get Deep with it, if ya get me there ) but if you are busy or anything, I’m more than okay to wait. Give you the time and space you need. For now, just seeing you on my dash makes me happy— as long as you are content, I am too. <3
🍓 @mtchstck: Alex, first of all [makes over 100 fire / hot puns such as how your blog is hot, your writing is spicy—]. Second of all, my goodness, please know that you and Livvy are out of the world, like we truly do not deserve you two. Your developments, writings, graphics, artworks— everything that you would come up with are incredible, and just... The time and effort you would put in these delightful creations... There is so much passion in your work and I just do not know how you would come up with any of these stuff. Livvy is such an interesting and fun character to learn about, and you probably get this a lot, but I do want to tell you how much I love that you write her with life in her. In a roleplay forum I was in for most of my roleplay life, I had seen so many young muses around her age being written with these traits that were just slapped onto them or given them a tragic background for the sake of it with bare to no developments and meaningful thoughts behind them. Yet with Livvy, everything about her feels natural because you care, and it just makes me so happy to see that there are people out there like you who would hold a lot care for their muse’s characterizations. You are just so talented in everything you do and I highly admire you. Honestly, what a spark of delight and inspiration you are to have on my dash. <3
🍓 @arsonbeast: MJ, we haven’t done much together yet, but, my gosh, you! Are so cool! Honestly. I still remember our conversation during around the Fourth of July and recalling about it makes me think that you’re such a very fun and hilarious person to interact with ( and I would love to interact with you more but I’m so Fucking Slow, but... you know ). I don’t know how to explain it, but I can really sense your energy from your texts alone and I get so delighted whenever I see your posts on here / text messages. You just have a really chill vibe that makes me feel comfortable, which says a lot with me having anxiety, welp, but... Just know that you have my heart and soul. Also, I highly adore your writings with MJ— the way you would word your sentences, MJ’s dialogues, etcetera, it really captures the personality of him and it’s so much fun and exciting to read them! And his faceclaim? Epic choice, my dude, I love that a lot. I can not truly wait to see more work with him, and once I finally fucking figure out who to write / plot with him, it’ll be Over for you, so you better watch out for my dumb ass coming at your way with that, lmfao... You’re awesome as Hell, dude. <3
🍓 @fatedriven: Neo, at the moment, we are just silently supporting each other from our tiny corners ( I am too slow and often chaotically losing my energy to reach out but! I will! Get to you soon, I Swear ), but I do want you know that I am! So so! EXCITED to interact with you more! And I ADORE all of your muses and everything in your blogs dearly MUCH! I swear, everything about your blog and creations and so forth are downright gorgeous. Stepping into your blogs for the first time was like having my eyes blessed with the sacred lights, no kidding at all!... Your muses are so unique and different from each other, it takes my breath away to see how much passion you have for all of them. Also seeing your writings? Truly poetic, oh my gosh. Your blogs are just so so delightful to go through. I love your ideas, your portrayals, and everything, like. You’re already one of my inspirations as seeing your work makes me feel motivated to work and develop on my creations, so thank you for taking the time and effort in sharing your creations on this Hellsite. They are truly amazing and I just can not wait to see more from you, as well as, again, interacting with you more. <3
🍓 @destructiveglitch: Myers, where to even start... I do not ever believe words would be enough, but as it is what I can offer, please, despite anything and what anyone would say to you, try to remember that whatever you create, your creations will always bring light to this universe! Every edges and corners and the insides of your creations from your muses to artworks and headcanons and writings and so forth? So well done. So so good to get into anytime, any day. And seeing your art improvement with the “silence, bottom” artworks? Incredible. It truly does show much you had improved from years of creating, and while you may experience feeling negative about your creations, I do want to give you a gentle reminder that this world is truly blessed to even look at your work. Just... the passion and dedication you have in your creations make me feel beyond delighted, and I love whatever you would post on my dash, even it’s just a silly thought. If you ever end up writing a novel or make a comic or whatever, you better let me know and I will pay to even read about it. Your creativity is too good for us. I am beyond grateful to have stumbled across your blog. You are just so sweet and fun and cool to have around, and I can not wait to make more fun memories with you. <3
🍓 @forcefuried: Tian, you are extremely delightful to interact with and have on my dash and Discord. Just. Every time I would see your post or text message, I get so giddy and hope you are doing okay. You deserve all of the goods out there. You hold nothing but kindness and even when we have recently interacted, you make me feel at home already, and it’s... a rare thing when I have anxiety, so, I just love how open and honest and sweet you are to not just me but others as well. I have said this before, but i will not hesitate to say this once more that I am beyond grateful that you decided to check up my blog and gave me a follow because, otherwise, I would probably not get to see the absolute beauty you have in your blog. The passion in everything you create is amazing and with every thoughts, headcanons, writings, and such that you would come up with? Always a breathtaking moment. There is so much details and dedication in everything, and how you would take the time to research and pour your soul out is so admiring. You are the reason I should get into the rest of the old S.tar W.ars films as I had watched only one of the old ones, honestly, lmfao, but yeah, you are so sweet and creative, and, gosh, this world just can not get enough of you. <3
🍓 @gloryshound: Nee, wow, honestly, what did I do to deserve you? While we are starting to interact more, I must say that I truly am in love with your writings. The details, the wordings, everything about them are so great. It just catches my emotions, make me feel and think for these muses, and it really amazes me to see how you would give each muse their own voice in your writings, and I personally believe it is not that easy to do that, especially when you have a lot of muses to write at once. I find it so interesting just reading what are the themes / main focuses each of your muse have, and it makes me think how determined and willing you are in exploring more of these themes / main focuses with their respective muses, and I think that’s really neat. I love when people actually take a step back to see the potentials in the characters and use them to make more of they are given from the media. It shows that they care, and I do love when people take the time and effort in placing so many thoughts and developments in a character. You are one of those people and I hope you know that your creations are highly inspiring to many people, including myself. I am so happy that we got to meet and I highly look forward to interact with you and all of your lovely muses more. It is gonna be so amazing! <3
"Do you think she likes me?" He's twirling his hair, haunting Vi for what feels like an eternity now (or the entire afternoon). "Yilun." Just saying the name out loud has him glow a literal blue. "She's as sweet and soft as autumn's clouds. Vi, should I invest in a phone and ask for her number? Or maybe I should stick to letters, spray the envelopes with perfume." He sighs, desperate for his advice. "Oh, I don't know what she'd be into! Is she into-- into ME?"
✨ @destructiveglitch vi: did you know she punched someone last week. right in the eyeball. at a furniture store.
❝You sound so uncertain, it's really cute! Get her number, call her. She’s awful at picking up signals. She’s smart in a lot of areas, but not very savvy in the Department of Emotions.❞ Wasn't this supposed to be Virote's thing? Being nervous and shit? Cadillac had it all. Tall and lovely and incredible. Cool. He had the style and the energy to match. So, what was up? To Virote, Yilun was just... Yilun. A cranky jiangshi that had a secret adoration for Sanrio mascots. Hero of baked goods and the enemy of literally everything else.
While most found her to be mysterious and a touch on the terrifying side, Virote never saw much of that beyond their initial meeting in Xitang, when she was haunting a bridge ( more like just loitering with heavy makeup and glowing eyes in the dead of night, but that's enough to be scare anyone shitless at 12am. ) ❝Oh, Cadillac, let me tell you something. I was over at her house and she was all, do you think Cadillac would like my egg bread? When does she ever give a fuck about whether or not someone likes her egg bread or not? One time, she shoved an entire piece in my mouth and watched me almost choke to death. She’s very confident in her skills.❞
Lucky do you have any favorite pieces of media from the psychological horror genre? Feels like its a genre that matches ur interests very well 👉🏽👈🏽
there are a couple that really speak to me!
first is rule of rose, which is a game that is incredibly formative to me. in a time where i was looking for representation as a young gay person and REALLY into looking up wiki pages for horror games, rule of rose showed me the symbolic trauma of puberty and toxic ‘love’ between girl children and the violence of patriarchal figures that i was looking for. it showed such cruelty but also such strength in its main character, and the symbolism? exquisite.... it also just has such a creepy atmosphere and the fact that the game is near impossible to play along with its shitty graphics for the enemies makes it so. peculiar and creepy in a very special way to me.
catherine is another atlus game near and dear to my heart, tho i dont think i’m ever going to be playing full body for that exact reason. it’s a game basically about eugenics and misogyny, about gods&devils thinking of women as only reproductive objects and the men in their lives that ‘waste their reproductive time’ being tortured and killed for it, taking away a woman’s choice. i always thought it would be so interesting to do trans and lesbian takes on this game, and i have never really? stopped thinking about how this game is so thrilling in its themes of entitlement and stopping people’s freedom to love as they wish. this is also one of the only horror games in which the ‘human element’ actually interests me. so many horror games give u terrible people and i dont give a FUCK ABOUT THEM. but the way this game shows u just snippets of his life as a ‘break’ from the excruciatingly scary (to me, because time limits scare me LOL), stressful as hell puzzles. and u get to figure out the mystery of what is going on in people who would otherwise be boring to you, but in this game are shrouded in just enough mystery that ur actually interested in their boring day-to-day lives. its so satisfying just to drink with ur buds. its like really great gameplay to me tbh. i also just love katherine and catherine and they frusturate me so much and that’s exactly what they’re supposed to do which i LOVE. extremely effective atmosphere setting and worldbuilding, basically.
the lighthouse is my favorite horror movie tbh because it does suspense so well. the movie is literally themed around suspense, the suspense of not getting sexual satisfaction to completion, of being touch starved and lonely and repressed, of being able to hold ur boss but never kiss him, of being fed lobster but it tastes flavorless and bland and u can smell ur boss’s farts the whole time while he prattles on with disturbing sailor’s tales and barks out orders until he’s lulled into his drink. i honestly love this movie. and the acting is brilliant and unhinged
there’s a few indie games i really like that have been either formative to me or i just??? really like their vibe and i can basically tell from them i would like every game in the ‘genre.’
pocket mirror to me is like, this beautiful game about your own inner toxicity and escaping from yourself. i love indie 64-bit games like this, the background art is so beautiful, and while i’ve never played all the way through it because it scares me too much---i love ib and all the games in the ‘ib’ genre LOL.
doki doki literature club i know is a very strange game to like, but i enjoy it for letting the women be actual characters with their own thoughts and feelings. the pychological horror movie ‘i’m thinking of ending things’ is the exact opposite of this game.'i’m thinking of ending things’ is a backwards approach to feminist horror in my opinion. it’s from a male’s perspective of his hallucinations of a girl that once didn’t give him a second glance and his violence towards her in these fantasies. it takes itself painfully seriously. it pretends to deconstruct something that the director helped soldify (the manic pixie dream girl trope) in the public eye. doki doki literature club on the other hand, the passive character who ‘things happen to’ is the man. the active roles all go to the women in the game and what they do to themselves in order to be loved by not just a man, but the player, and in doing so they often become the all-knowing god of their own prison. like tell me that’s not the dopest thing u’ve ever heard of!
twilight zone is a big one for me but 5 episodes in particular have shaped how i view horror forever. ‘to serve man’---where the greatest, scariest thing in the world is not being able to understand the language another person is actually using and for them to manipulate u using ur own, actually wishing u harm as they placate you with your own interpretations. the episode where a rich man’s last will and testament is for his vain, selfish relatives to wear a mask until midnight that reveals symbolically how ugly they are to him. they bicker all night with petty squabbles, and then at midnight he reveals the mask has permeanantly shaped their faces to reveal who they really are and the abuse he suffered under them. the cornfield episode still scares the shit out of me as someone with an entitled younger brother whose entitlement and anger is often enabled by those around us, and i’ve always thought that it was such a good show of like, how patriarchy enables little boy’s violence. the episode ‘all the time in the world’ where an abused man with a shitty life is finally the last man on earth and he can do anything he’d like to do and all he wants to do is read but then he breaks his glasses. and finally! the episode where toys in a box come to life and bemoan their fate as they realize they will be trapped there forever in clothes and identities they do not recognize. these episodes always scare the shit out of me LOL.
besides that i really like. low-budget passion project indie games. the first that comes to mind is ‘the path’ which is about a family of four sisters of various ages all inspired by little red riding hood who stray from the path and are hunted by the woodsman. and then the game that YOU my dear myers! showed me! that haunts me to this day. basically a tape talks to you about the areas of a house and then starts to talk about the house as a living creature. and the living creature is hungry, without you inside it. the living creature is tired of being alone, it’s tired of being abandoned, it’s tired, and it’s eyes are empty with no one in the windows, and it’s mind is blank with no one in the bedroom, and it’s hangry there’s no one in its basement to feast on, to torment as it has been tormented by disuse.
last but not least, i really enjoy the book ‘sharp objects.’ which is not technically a horror novel. but it is about a serial killer, and about women and abuse and it has some of the best writing ever. so i highly recommend it AND the miniseries (watch the miniseries first then read the book bc the miniseries is like. directed better? but the novel is written and characterized better. it’s also very short u can finish it in like a day and a half).
honorable mentions for horror In General (not necessarily psychological horror) are: 1) the birdcage. i honestly consider this movie entirely unsettling. robin williams failing to portray a man that is actually attracted to nathan lane, which could be because they have simply been married so long but also is just awful to me in general bc it makes me feel like even our outwardly gay but still more masc gay men can’t love and be attracted to femme camp gays even when they’re married to them. the fact that both these men that could be so in love, that were so in love at one time, you can at the very least imagine, are told by their only son that they need to go back in the closet to impress some old ass republicans, giving the message that no matter how succesful you are in the gay community, no matter how bright and wonderful a presence you are, no matter how loving you are, no matter how much you love, no matter how interwoven you are in lgbt-ness, the straight people you love most will still try to change you to impress the wold. horrifying.
2) coraline. its children’s horror but that’s still horror baby! i think lately about how much the movie talks about mothers and birth. coraline calls whybie ‘why born’ and i just think about how much she thinks about creating a new life with a new mother, and how going through that small door into a long tube... it’s like crawling into a new womb and being reborn to a new mother that loves you. and that’s horrific from a feminist perspective in and of itself---that your child would feel so unloved and unimportant to you that she would literally... rather die in this life, technically, rather be ‘unborn’ to you and born anew to someone, someone just like you but better, someone just like you but what SHE wants a mother to be, feminine and skirted and smiling. and then there’s the fact that coraline only gives this up when she realizes her other mother basically wants to change her more to suit her liking in ways that would cause her pain, at which point she realizes this whole fantasy is a lie, not real, something meant to entice her and control her and make her ‘perfect’---the same way she wants her mother & father to be ‘perfect’ in a way that causes her to act out and hurt them. it’s psychological horror that’s technically not psychological horror in the best way, something you can really dig your teeth into, something that has so many layers to it. and the animation! gorgeous!
3) finally i have recently watched annihilation. and it kind of changed my life a little bit.... so often we’re used to viewing monsters as either 1) malicious or 2) romantic/sad/sexy. but the monster in this movie is literally a metaphor for cervical cancer.
to me, the monsters and the corpses and all the beautiful scenery in this movie, in every color u can think of, a muted rainbow of flowers and nature at its best and most bizarre and sprawling. i often say that monsters are beautiful, but tbh, i feel like... somehow i always mean that in a way that is near-fetishitic, somehow self-depcrating way, where i want to consider what other people think is ‘ugly’ is ‘beautiful to me’ because what i am also ugly to other people as a monster to the cishet white patriarchy. there are things i consider beautiful, certainly, purely beautiful. but when i talk about monsters being beautiful, it is in the way the sublime is beautiful. it scares me, it haunts me, i love it, i want to possess it as part of me, a totem to carry in my back pocket to make the strength in my own ugliness stronger.
when i saw the monster in this movie (SPOILERS) i was immediately unnerved at this bad cgi abomination that bloomed from the most beautiul cgi cancer death cosmos imaginable. it scared me and i had to sleep with a light on for 2 days after LOL. but i was also moved by its gentleness. by the fact that the cervical cancer alien, when it tried to hurt you, wasn’t trying to hurt you at all. it was simply copying your movements. in the movie, it says that the creature wants nothing. it was simply copying. it was simply changing. it’s a prism of nature---and it corrupts yes, and it can hurt people and things and turn them into scary but still terribly unique and beautiful things that also kill---but the movie says that it wants nothing. it simply exists. it’s a part of nature, same as us, a part of the same universe and cosmos, despite being alien to us and stange and hurting us sometimes in ways that it doesn’t understand.
i don’t know. if i quite believe the movie when it says that, though. because i think if you copy someone, like a child would, you are trying to understand them. you are trying to understand yourself. you are trying to form yourself in another’s image when you have none, and you are failing at that, and hurting people and creating monsters in the process, but you are trying as best as you can to be whole and beautiful and sane like the lovely creatures you’ve met on this earth, or this body. to be part of something great and beautiful. to be part of another world.
maybe it doesn’t want anything. but do WE want anything as children, when we copy adults? why did the bear and the alligator try to eat our heroes if they were not hungry? did the bear and the alligator not WANT to eat? i think everything wants to live, and everything wants to grow, and if it can learn to live better and grow better it Will learn even if that is not its explicit intention. does the alien have feelings? does nature? do we have to personify things to understand them? no. does personifying things make us understand them less? no, yes, sometimes. we ask animals and nature to copy us, follow us, so that we can understand them better. the relationship in between----from the hurt, from the pain, from the droughts and the food shortages and the hurricanes and the fireworks---forms from our kindness and understanding. that our crops are useful, and the man-made mutation of our crops and the help of the ran and the sun is also useful. that our animals may not love us, but they need us, and we love them for putting their paw on our thighs to be pet, for following us into the bathroom even when we just wanted a moment alone.
regardless of its intentions, the alien, cancer, every creature, every human, they simply want to grow. in copying others---in trying to touch, to change, to understand, and be close---we learn to live in the same body, learn to live in the same world. the togetherness--the new sight the prism brings---it’s beautiful. it is beautiful to copy, however poorly. it is beautiful to try. we all shape others to our own standards---we sometimes forget we too, were made in own own perception of others’ image.
