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I’M THE IDIOT BOX. I’M THE TV. I’M THE ALL-SEEING EYE AND THE WORLD OF THE CATHODE RAY.
personals, do not reblog.
❛ You can’t make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. ❜
( FAHRENHEIT 451 ) STARTERS / OPEN .
❛ PERHAPS , these are words one should heed themselves . ❜ a brow risen at the statement . he , an architect of the cosmos , rarely interfering with the affairs of humanity itself . his essence giving inspiration to the cosmic timeline . he watches , he governs . he does not make a soul do a thing . gods , like media before him , can’t say the same thing . trust & believe , he’s seen it all . ❛ the world evolves & revolves whether they want it to or not . they’ll listen when they find it necessary to . ❜
I. ROMANOVA / VIDUAMOR .
for all her skill of evanescence, even she, shadow, RED, can be so easily seen by those who look. of course, it is rare that there are any who look hard enough. spiders are, surely, praised for their affinity for VANISHING. but here, there is no want of such a thing. her skin runs cold, but due only to WIND & a natural chill she is as familiar with as her home itself. she does not run when she hears her name. she hasn’t needed to, lately.
her lips slip into the habit of courtesy, gladness being smooth as a silken robe she would don just as easily. ❝ ———– yes ? ❞
it’s not that he’s never seen her in PERSON / the eyes he owns have glanced at the entirety of the cosmos . thus was his duty . but , one who was once insignificant to the grand scheme wasn’t such anymore . a more personal viewing was quite necessary , it would seem . nevertheless , to say he was pleased with the form in front of him would be very much an understatement .
sure , her beauty could not be denied , but there was more unseen that intrigued the entity . what that was ? yet to be determined . ❛ my apologies if i’ve interrupted you . ❜ a hand extended / a form of respect . ❛ the name’s ELLIOT CALDWELL . an associate of mine mentioned you were someone that could be of help ? ❜ did he actually require such a thing ? nah . just curious to see how she would react . ❜
❛ A COSMIC GAME / sixty & two squares. one false move & it comes crashing. white rook ; black bishop. peons marked with irrelevant titles, longing for an unknown purpose. WHAT IS A QUEEN / one raised upon gilded pedestal, an impure crown upon thine head. in the end, they’re all nothing more than pieces betwixt fingertips. ❜
- - if you thought your life was your own, MY APOLOGIES FOR THE CONFUSION .
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something that utterly needs to be stressed.
the idea of when order first came into existence, which also will involve chaos & fate in a way, aren’t that important to this blog’s canon. are they set points? yes. is there something to be known from it? sure. but it’s not where the basis of this blog lies.
the reason of this blog is to study the idea of what the concept of order is & what the purpose of it is. also with that comes the concept of order vs chaos. what’s predetermined in life & what’s spontaneous. that’s where fate comes into play as it’s somewhat a sibling to order and chaos, in my opinion.
as stated before, the three of these concepts are the basis of what is in this cosmos, where it comes from, and what comes from it in the future... which is why they are branded as the architects of the cosmos.
Sir William Rothenstein, Portrait of Max Beerbohm (1898)
BOOK STARTERS VOL.28 ( FAHRENHEIT 451 ) ( RAY BRADBURY )
❛ Why is it that I feel I’ve known you so many years? ❜
❛ Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. ❜
❛ It doesn’t matter what you do, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that’s like you after you take your hands away. ❜
❛ We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real? ❜
❛ There must be something, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing. ❜
❛ If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn. ❜
❛ If you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore. ❜
❛ You can’t make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. ❜
❛ It was a pleasure to burn. ❜
❛ I’m antisocial, they say. I don’t mix. It’s so strange. I’m very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn’t it? ❜
❛ Being with people is nice. But I don’t think it’s social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you? ❜
❛ Do you notice how people hurt each other nowadays? ❜
❛ Who knows who might be the target of the well-read man? ❜
❛ I don’t talk things. I talk the meaning of things. ❜
❛ I’ll hold on to the world tight some day. I’ve got one finger on it now; that’s a beginning. ❜
❛ I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it’ll make sense. ❜
❛ That’s the good part of dying; when you’ve nothing to lose, you run any risk you want. ❜
❛ Someday we’ll build the biggest goddamn steamshovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in it and cover it up. ❜
❛ You’re not like the others. I’ve seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. ❜
❛ You’re afraid of making mistakes. Don’t be. Mistakes can be profited by. ❜
❛ When they give you lined paper, write the other way. ❜
❛ The sun burnt every day. It burnt time. ❜
❛ We have everything we need to be happy but we aren’t happy. Something is missing. ❜
❛ I feel I’m doing what I should’ve done a lifetime ago. ❜
❛ I’m not afraid. Maybe it’s because I’m doing the right thing at last. Maybe it’s because I’ve done a rash thing and don’t want to look the coward to you. ❜
❛ Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life! ❜
❛ How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you? ❜
❛ It must be right. It seems so right. ❜
❛ To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. A time to keep silence and a time to speak. ❜
❛ It’s my game. And no one can help me. Not even you. ❜
a softer world sentence starters.
❛ some people are so good at disappearing that you start to doubt your memories that they were ever there. ❜
❛ how do you say goodbye to someone who was never there? ❜
❛ i don’t want a world without pain, or loss. i just want them to mean something. ❜
❛ there are some people who believe a photo captures their soul. ❜
❛ if you love something let it go. ❜
❛ you were not the first, you will not be the last. ❜
❛ there are some secrets i will take to my grave, but i don’t want loving you to be one of them. ❜
❛ you can still back out before anyone gets hurt. ❜
❛ i said i’d love you forever, and really meant it at the time. i guess that’s my problem. ❜
❛ kindness won’t save anyone. ❜
❛ for a long time i thought i deserved better. but the truth is we both deserve better than this. ❜
❛ i wish there was a word that meant “goodbye” for someone who was already gone. ❜
❛ i never meant to hurt you. you have to believe me. ❜
❛ we’ll always have yesterday. ❜
❛ hope softens the rough edge of every promise. ❜
❛ love is stupid. happiness is admitting we aren’t better than stupid. ❜
❛ you can’t always want what you get. ❜
❛ i wish i had a dollar for every dollar’s worth of work i did. ❜
❛ we are empty inside and hollow. hoping something sweet will make its nest in us. ❜
❛ we’re too far from help. ❜
❛ monsters are even more scary when you see them afraid. ❜
❛ we carry our own loneliness with us. ❜
❛ fake happiness beats genuine misery. ❜
❛ they always trust me to be someone who i don’t even want to be. ❜
❛ i cannot see where i want to go, only that i want the going.❜
❛ you are never here. you are always almost there. ❜
❛ you and me will die the way we lived, telling ourselves stories to make it mean something. ❜
❛ A COSMIC GAME / sixty & two squares. one false move & it comes crashing. white rook ; black bishop. peons marked with irrelevant titles, longing for an unknown purpose. WHAT IS A QUEEN / one raised upon gilded pedestal, an impure crown upon thine head. in the end, they’re all nothing more than pieces betwixt fingertips. ❜
- - if you thought your life was your own, MY APOLOGIES FOR THE CONFUSION .
ORDER + FATE + CHAOS. - - the triumvirate of the cosmos.
order , or simply what SHOULD be. fate , or simply what SHALL be. chaos , or simply what COULD be.
ORDER + FATE + CHAOS. - - the triumvirate of the cosmos.
order , or simply what SHOULD be. fate , or simply what SHALL be. chaos , or simply what COULD be.
elliot’s voice is very soft in the sense that it’s comforting. one might hear a hint of a british accent coming through, perhaps from his word choices or perhaps the way he places certain syllables and vowels. nothing sounds artificial, but one would think he was a historian of sorts by the way he speaks. it’s definitely a pleasant sound ; one probably would be fond of it, to be honest.
a simple fun fact : those such as he do , indeed , feel the sting of frigidity . even adorned in a charcoal three piece such as his , it was a constant that would not bend the rules / if he were to be honest , he appreciated it . as eyes travel to & fro , watching those who called this place their home . RUSSIA , beautiful even in the most dangerous of times . he would soon find this place to be a favorite of his .
but , unfortunately , he was not there to see the sights / he had an eternity to do such a thing . one person in particular was in his sight on this day . he’d watched for a while now ; she with hair burning against the white of snow . with a trained eye , it wasn’t hard to spot her .
❛ - - MISS ROMANOVA . a moment of your time ? ❜ / @viduamor .
❛ A COSMIC GAME / sixty & two squares. one false move & it comes crashing. white rook ; black bishop. peons marked with irrelevant titles, longing for an unknown purpose. WHAT IS A QUEEN / one raised upon gilded pedestal, an impure crown upon thine head. in the end, they’re all nothing more than pieces betwixt fingertips. ❜
- - if you thought your life was your own, MY APOLOGIES FOR THE CONFUSION .