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박예은 / HA:TFELT

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chuerie:

when speaking of poetry she immediately thought of one individual, a male in particular, a few lines of his favourite poem reminiscing itself in her head. it was vague though, but enough to relate to this conversation especially, the details of a broken love expressed in the piece. but then on the other hand, things like that made her think if writers actually feel how their lyrics express, or if their imagination is just so easily expandable. sometimes she’s tried to write little poems or things like that, but she always reverts back to being the one with her nose stuck in a book. that’s her forte, reading about feelings rather than expressing them majority of the time. 

“feelings are like a snowflake then, right? everyone’s heart is unique and not like anothers… and only small parts that others have can be understood…” the statement had her thinking deeper for a moment, eyes widening at how she was able to piece something together. instead of digging any deeper though she giggled below her breath, her arms playfully flailing as she let out that exasperated ‘aaaaah,’ at her overall realization. “unnie, i’d rather make macaroni art to show emotions… it’s so much easier! if i make a heart it means i’m feeling loving, and i can make food shapes to show my hunger.. this could be the new thing of the future, really.”

“Exactly. The only thing a snowflake resembles is itself-- You know, how snowflakes are the most basic example of a fractal? And how people are actually, according to some art theories, made up of fractals too. It all makes sense.” Yeeun nodded along to the younger’s voiced train of thought, somewhere at the back of her mind surprised even further at the intricate ways she was capable of thinking in. These conversations that stimulated her to actual mental exercise were her absolute favorite -- and even as Jisoo fell back into the more casual and obviously comfortable tone, Yeeun still was more than thankful for the brief reflection on the matter of art.

Ushering a laugh, her eyebrows nearly met one another in the middle of her forehead, as she thought rather intensely about the so-called macaroni art. “Are you actually inventing a new artistic trend, or is it just a so very subtle way of you telling me between the lines something like ‘unnie, stop being steep and boring and buy me food’?” She asked with a humorous note to her tone, watching the younger one with just the rigth amount of friendly doubt.

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❝ I'm like a starving man who has been given food. ❞

book starters [11] for @160691

A small, gentle smile was a nearly instant and instinctive reaction to the male’s words, for Yeeun knew all too well what he meant and how exactly the described emotion felt. A wave of positive feelings, coating one’s every fibre, overwhemling senses to the point of being unable to see anything else. And yet, being a mere observer that she was, she couldn’t help the more rational, conscious thought hidden right behind the mirth -- coming out in the open not because she was against one’s happiness, but because she cared about it enough to cross the invisible boundaries.

“Don’t get too greedy with it though.”

The warning cut through the air, words as gentle as the smile, but bearing weight heavy enough to nearly conceal its kind nature. Yeeun could only hope that the male knew her decently as to realize it.

“Eat too soon, too much, and you will be starving again in no time -- feeling the hunger even stronger than before. Don’t do that to yourself.”

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“There are no conditions to which a person cannot grow accustomed.”

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“Ever thought that accustoming might actually be the worst thing to do?”

The words came out harsh, way harsher than she had intended them to be; they bruised her lips like gravel, leaving it rough and tingling. 

It was a sensitive subject, and on so many levels too – it’s been just a few months since Yeeun had to stand on her own two legs, without much of a support from anyone else (the group, the company, the person who might’ve as well been the love of her life); it’s been even lesser since every other thing that held her upright in her life seemed to shift and change. 

She knew, in the far, conscious parts of her mind, that she had no reason to take the sudden emergence of emotions out on Hyoyeon. The two of them had never really been that close (they were more rivals than friends, if she was being absolutely honest with herself and the situation) and Hyoyeon obviously had very little to no awareness of the details of Yeeun’s life and the feelings that accompanied it – and yet, even the least known strangers had the ability to struck the most sensitive cords within a person; intentionally or not.

“Self-dependence is only good up until a certain point; if you pass it and get used to being on your own, you just condemn yourself to being lonely your whole life.”

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“Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?”

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Unexpectedly, surprisingly, pleasantly deep.

A small smile stretches across the female’s lips as she looks at her fellow company; her profile so, so pretty and eyes glancing in the distance as she seemed to be deep in thought. So very often Yeeun found herself in this situation – spending time with people much younger than her, yet with minds more grown up and reaching way farther than those of individuals twice their age. Initially, it always caught her off guard, only for a few moments to pass and the realization to dawn upon her: they were idols, and to be successful, they had to grow up much quicker than everyone else.

It was both the beauty and the sad part of being who they were.

“Poets have been trying for ages, yet still, so many people struggle to interpret and understand poetry.” Even poets themselves, Yeeun believed, oftentimes didn’t understand what they had meant, writing the words they did. Not a poet, but just a humble songwriter herself, she most certainly didn’t either. “I think none of the languages we know, is capable enough to fully express the nature of emotions. They’re beyond anything a sound can define. We can only… try. And hope that, perhaps, its delivery will convey what the spoken words can’t. Isn’t that the purpose of our job, really?”

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                                  ( LEO TOLSTOY ) ( ANNA KARENINA )

“All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”

“If you look for perfection, you’ll never be content.”

“There are as many minds as there are heads.”

“There are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.”

“Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?”

“Be bad, but at least don’t be a liar, a deceiver!”

“Anything is better than lies and deceit!”

“It’s much better to do good in a way that no one knows anything about it.”

“If you love me as you say you do, make it so that I am at peace.”

“I don’t want to prove anything, I just want to live.”

“It’s hard to love a woman and do anything.”

“The law of loving others could not be discovered by reason, because it is unreasonable.”

“Love those who hate you.”

“Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever forget.”

“I’m like a starving man who has been given food.”

“There are no conditions to which a person cannot grow accustomed.”

“Enough or not – it will have to do.”

“I ask one thing: I ask the right to hope and suffer as I do now.”

“Whether we shall be the happiest or the wretchedest of people–that’s in your hands.”

“I don’t allow myself to doubt myself even for a moment.”

“There can be no peace for us, only misery.”

“The pleasure lies not in discovering truth, but in searching for it.”

“One must live for the needs of the day, in other words, become oblivious.”

“We are all created to be miserable.”

“When one sees the truth, what is one to do?”

“You’re not going to get away with it.”

“Where love ends, hate begins.”

“I’m afraid I’m becoming ridiculous.”

“Command me to disappear, and I disappear.” 

“You shall not see me if my presence is distasteful to you.”

“I can’t think of you and myself apart.”

“Whomever the gods wish to destroy, they first drive mad.”

“They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox.”

“It is terrible but true.”

“When you understand that you will die tomorrow, if not today, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant.”

“What’s all this arguing? No one ever convinces anyone else.”

“I didn’t know you were going.”

“Ideas, work - it’s all dust and ashes.”

“I have nothing but you, remember that.”

“Where am I?”

“There is something in me, hateful, repulsive.”

“I don’t get on with other people.”

“No, I have no pride. If I had any pride, I should not have put myself in such a position.”

“It means such a great deal to me, far more than you can understand.”

“You have conquered me, and I am yours.”

“If you could ever forget and forgive what happened.”

“I have never ceased to love you.”

“It is as if all that was good in me has hidden itself, and only what is horrid remains.”

“That only shows you have no heart.”

“I hate them all, and you, and myself.”

“Vengeance is mine, I will repay.”

“It’s all the same to me.”

“I don’t imagine that I shan’t appreciate your choice.”

“What shall we drink?”

“I’m not living, I’m waiting for a solution.”

“If one loves anyone, one loves the whole person, just as they are and not as one would like them to be.”

“The one sure and never-failing resource —-; slander.”

“If I succeed not, still I will have known happiness.”

“I must ask what it is you want of me.”

“I want love, and there is none.”

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❝She was free in her wildness. She was          박예은 / HA:TFELT,    a wanderess, a drop of free water. She          s.korean singer-songwriter,            belonged to no man and to no city.          artist, wanderer, adventurer.

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Pop idol & producer are perhaps too diametrically perceived. So when an idol starts writing songs & producing music, everyone either thinks it’s marvellous & very commendable, or someone will oppose & ask: “Why do you do this?” I hope everyone can chill out & temper their responses. Composing music isn’t a big deal, nor is it a bad thing. It’s all part of evolution.

Park Yeeun, soloist (as Ha:tfelt) and formerly Wonder Girls A point that isn’t made often enough. Though I think the perception is slowly changing. (source) 

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