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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 16, 2005 5:08:58 GMT -5
"Well, think of humanity as like...the story of the Grinch Who Stole Christmas. You are the Grinch." I say with a smile.
I stand up and put our plates in the sink.
"And Christmas is the truth."
"So the Grinch comes and takes away the traditions of Christmas. He takes away the gifts. He takes away the special foods. He stripes humanity bare of Christmas, since he is angry, he hates the holiday and he wants to see what the world would be like without it."
"Christmas comes and all the traditions, foods, gifts, everything, everything is gone! and the Grinch is happy that he has finally laid bare the real truth!"
"But the people sing anyway. And they celebrate anyway. Since they are full of love and goodness. Even when everything was taken from them, there was no great revelation, but the revelation that Christmas came from the inside. It was not the idea, but the love behind it"
"That is what I think of humanity. I think if we took away all beliefs, all lies, all traditions, all religions. If we could stip a human bare of all these things, they would be good, and their soul would shine. I think that people are generally good. We do bad things. Bad things happen. But it is not because of some flaws in humans or in the things we believe, because the things we believe are in one way or another a way to express our goodness, though society often times acts as a filter for that goodness."
"So I want to clear up society. I would like to remake it. Reorganize it. Clean it all up. That way, the goodness that was there can shine through and humans can be what they were meant to be."
"Oh I am sorry Zivon. That didn't make any sense at all. I am stupid and you are probably right. Who knows."
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jun 16, 2005 5:20:09 GMT -5
"I think that's a happier way of looking at the same thing." Zivon replies. He feels challenged by her.
"But the way I would look at it is... The grinch is all of our baggage, our beliefs, our attachments, our stupid little sentimentalities, and christmas is what we would all be like after this monkey is off of our back. Or, grinch I guess." I begin. This doesn't really make much sense in my head, but I continue to run with it nevertheless.
"So people get used to having this Grinch around and innevitably end up settling for less than what they asked for. Just like people, business people especially, they live these shallow existances just to make a name for themselves, and then when they realize that they can't take it with them anyways, they start reflecting back on their trivial existances and start wondering if maybe there were some better gifts that they could have recieved and not just settled for."
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 16, 2005 5:31:17 GMT -5
"I just figure if people want to believe things, if that is what gives them hope and happiness so be it. It doesn't really matter if people believe in a God, unicorn, or socialism so long as they love one another and live in kindness."
"But society acts as a pollutant to beliefs, taking from them the core good and warping them into something bad. The fight should not be against the ideas that people believe, but the world that abuses the goodness of these beliefs that some may be rich or that some may have power over others. In a vacuum, beliefs don't matter at all. Belief in fairies, Jesus, or invisible purple dinosaurs is not in itself harmful. But society is a petri dish for the cultivation of bad ideas and the ruin of good ones."
I look at the time.
"I guess I just have hope that society can be better, humans are good, and that people should be able to believe whatever they wish, true or untrue, so long as it is no harm to others."
I step towards Zivon and put my hand on his shoulder.
"There is good in this world. It is everywhere and in the end it will be the force that prevails and erases the pains of our long history of mistakes and misteps. Everyday good happens all around you, and seeing it does not require faith, but simply open eyes." I kiss his forhead, though it may be unwelcome. I like talking to him.
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jun 16, 2005 5:48:21 GMT -5
Zivon recoils slightly at her touch, partially because he isn't quite sure how he feels about her yet, and partially because he hates the notion of the caring maternal person.
"You're right, in a vaccuum, beliefs don't matter. However, we don't live in a vaccuum, and believing in fairies and witches and socialism will only lead to pain, suffering and misery. I live in the real world, and reality isn't relative. The way we percieve it is, but that doesn't change the fact that a lot of perceptions are nothing but illusions." I reply, getting a little heated.
"What do you mean this doesn't cause harm? This causes great harm, this is what's fucking us over, we're never going to be able to have this happy land of butterscotch waterfalls if we can't even agree on something as simple as the fact that God doesn't exist."
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 16, 2005 6:04:26 GMT -5
When he recoils I feel really terrible, that I have been too affectionate. And I don't mean to be. I must be weak and just a little too attached to people.
"It's getting late. I am sorry. I have been keeping you up now." I say and take his plate.
"I am sorry about that. I don't mean to be...I just well, you know, normally if I meet someone and sleep with them I am usually a little more affectionate. It is just a..something wrong with me. So sorry, I shouldn't treat you like other people and all. I just have this complex that you are like the Grumpy Dwarf and I just want to kiss you and make you happy. But now I am going to do the dishes!!"
I start running the hot water and get on those dishes.
"I like this dish detergent. It smells lemony good. Just like the bars I made earlier." I laugh awkwardly and scrub away.
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jun 16, 2005 6:21:35 GMT -5
Zivon sits there stupidly for a few moments and isn't quite sure how to respond. So he just gets up, pours himself a glass of milk then stands in the entryway of the kitchen.
"I think I am just going to go back to sleep now. Thanks for the humpty dumpty." I take a swig of my milk then walk back to my room.
Zivon lays down on his bed, still holding his glass. He thinks to himself of how stupid and pathetic this whole thing is.
"Why do I do this to myself? This is so fucking stupid." I tell no one. I set my cup on the nightstand then pull the blanket over me.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jun 16, 2005 6:27:37 GMT -5
Helvi watches Zivon go to his room. She stays in the kitchen a while longer. She feels a sadness in longing, but knows she is just being a silly girl.
She goes to Dariya's room. She does not know who Dariya is. She went through Dariya's things earlier. She didn't find much except some cigarettes, alcohol, sex toys, and clothes that look like something a prostitute would wear.
She remembers Heikki saying something about Dariya, that she is in a group home now because she tried to kill herself.
"She tried to kill herself because...of Zivon?" I ask myself.
I get inside her bed, but get a creepy feeling in it. A dirty feeling. I decide to sleep on top of the covers.
I roll onto my side and look at the wall. On the other side of the wall is Zivon's room. But I can't hear him. He must already be asleep. "Goodnight." I whisper to the wall. I close my eyes and run some things through my head before going to sleep myself.
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Post by Trish Dumas on Jun 16, 2005 11:30:07 GMT -5
:.At My Estate .:
*Trish is in bed with Linkin making out with her. Aggresively tongue-kissing her. Wrestling her tongue with Linkin's and carressing the roof of her mouth. She wants more. She wants to fuck. She just keep tongue-kissing her. She begins to kiss and lick her neck.*
"I love you!"
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Post by linkin on Jun 16, 2005 11:35:32 GMT -5
I french kissed back to her but her kisses are better. I just love her kisses. Then I started giggling a bit as Trish kiss and lick my neck.
"I love you too, Trish and your kisses too.........."
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Post by Trish Dumas on Jun 16, 2005 11:37:44 GMT -5
*She continued to kess her neck and began to slowly rub against her. Teasing her.*
"It is practice. You kiss good too!"
*She continued to kiss her neck and moved back to her mouth.*
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Post by linkin on Jun 16, 2005 11:41:20 GMT -5
We began french kiss again as she started kissing me in the lips. Our tongues wrestling together in our mouths.
"I want you so badly........."
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Post by Trish Dumas on Jun 16, 2005 11:43:21 GMT -5
*The kisses became harder and more pleasurable as Trish laid Linkin on her back and continued to rub against her and tease her. She was loving it.*
"How much?"
*Then Trish got back to kissing her.*
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Post by linkin on Jun 16, 2005 11:48:25 GMT -5
"I want all of you Trish. You are the most atractice woman I ever seen."
Then I began french kissing her. I held her close to me as she continued rubbing me.
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Post by Trish Dumas on Jun 16, 2005 11:50:32 GMT -5
*Trish began to tear off her shirt and Linkin's she suckled on Linkin's shapely boobs making them hard as she took one hand and rubbed Linkin's pussy through her dress.*
"Fuck me!"
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Post by linkin on Jun 16, 2005 11:59:11 GMT -5
"As you wish Trish........"
I took off Trish underwear, took out the dildo and put it in her wet pussy. I took in and out slower and then getting faster by every few minutes
"More Trish?"
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