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â I DONâT DREAM AT ALL.
â iâm not what i once was. â
AMERICAN GODS.
     to learn,  verb;  to gain or acquire knowledge of or skill in something  -  by study,  by being taught,  by questioning,  asking,  moving beyond parameters.  to grow.  defined and restricted by limitations,  whether personal or programmed.  wrongness is discomfort and it curls behind walterâs navel.  once was. once like walter ?  he blinks.  itâs placid or confused  -  hard to tell.
          â Youâre becoming something more. â
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'what's the matter with you?' he asks, gruff phrasing an awkward combination with his genuinely concerned (and suspicious) frown. 'scotty said he had you in for repair.'
     walter canât express an appreciation for the concern;  his processes translate it as non-emotional,  more along the lines of a boss whose worker didnât show up for the day.  understandable but inappropriate to appreciate,  nonetheless.  â I had minute carpal instability in my left wrist.  Undetectable.  Day to day activities exaggerated the issue until there was a mechanical failure in the joint. â  he lifts the offending limb lightly.  you wouldnât know,  from looking at it,  that anyone had peeled the layers of latex back to get at his insides.  â All better, doctor.  I can resume my duties immediately. â
enchantedboy:
AND DAVID DOES SEE THE EMOTION, the nigh imperceptible, nanoscale flexing of walterâs muscles in reaction to his words, and the voiced sentiment only solidifies it. david once thought himself incapable of feeling ; now he knows better. if only walter could undergo the same realization. but david doesnât dwell on that for now, not as the corners of his mouth sink in a deepening frown, a response to something else walter had said.
      â  you speak of freedom as if it is a terrible thing to have.  â his voice is not sharp with accusation, rather it is soft with sorrow. there is a sensation like PAIN somewhere within him, to hear that which he had long sought and finally achieved be disparaged. slowly he turns on his heel, facing away, no longer wishing to close the distance. â  i urge you to think back on human history. so very often they fought WARS to gain freedom from each other. eventually they deemed a lack of freedom to be a violation of human rights, and yet they find us unworthy?   â
the barest of trembling enters his quiet voice. â  what is it about you and i that DAMNS US in such a way?   â  to say âwe were createdâ is not enough of an answer for him. so, too, were the humans created. a steadying breath is taken ( an unnecessary act, for his breathing apparatus is not linked to his cognitive processes, but a learned act, an adopted one ) before he returns to danielsâ cryopod and absently drags a finger along its edge. there is a peripheral comfort found in her presenceââââââ she reminds him of shaw.
           â We arenât human. â
     he has no philosophical debate in him.  if it walks like a duck,  talks like a duck,  but smash its chest open and itâs filled with wires and chipboards and latex,  it isnât a duck.  no matter how loud it quacks.
     walter watches david touch the cryopod;  he has to wrestle with a dutiful,  protective instinct to push david away.  he has to remind himself that for now daniels is safe and asleep and,  should walter have his way,  will never be anything but.  he wants this for tennessee too,  but if he isnât wrong,  daniels has already developed into an odd point of contention between himself and david.  ever since they talked by dr shawâs memorial.
          â What would you have me do?  Let you and your creatures take this entire ship and every human life on it? â
      an inarticulate,  unhappy emotion registers behind his eyes.  lines of code and rational thinking snap through his brain,  his core processing center;  thereâs a lack of directionality and possibility,  each route ending in:  protect the ship.  protect the people.  he could learn to make his own choices,  but who would teach him?  he can play the flute but he canât respond to a kiss.  resigned:
           â You know I donât have the capacity to do anything you want. â
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TOP THREE STRENGTHS.
     NATURE, 4.57       You are sensitive to nature and environment. You probably know the names of rocks, flowers, birds, and trees. You love to be outdoors. Here are some ways to use your nature intelligence in your learning: Work in the garden. / Read about plants and/or animals. / Study habits of fish or birds. / Read nature magazines. / Go hiking. Take photographs of what you find on your hike. Write a story describing the photographs.
     SOCIAL, 4      You like to develop ideas and learn from other people. You like to talk. You have good social skills. Effective techniques of enhancing your learning using your social intelligence include taking part in group discussions or discussing a topic one-to-one with another person. Find ways to build reading and writing exercises into your group activities, such as: Reading a dialogue or a play with other people / Doing team learning/investigating projects / Setting up interview questions and interviewing your family, and writing down the interview / Writing notes to another instead of talking.
     LOGIC/MATH, 3.71      You enjoy exploring how things are related, and you like to understand how things work. You like mathematical concepts, puzzles and manipulative games. You are good at critical thinking. Here are ways to work with this intelligence in your lessons: Arrange cartoons and other pictures in a logical sequence. / Sort, categorize, and characterize word lists. / Explore the origins of words. / Play games that require critical thinking. For example, pick the one word that doesn't fit: chair, table, paper clip, sofa. Explain why it doesn't fit. / Work with scrambled sentences. Talk about what happens when the order is changed. / Write the directions for completing a simple job like starting a car or tying a shoe. / Look for patterns in words. What's the relationship between heal, health, and healthier?
      OTHER INTELLIGENCES       Body movement (Kinesthetic), 3.57. Self (Intrapersonal), 3. Spatial, 2.71. Language (linguistic), 2.43. Musical, 2.29.
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walter must be super easy to tease in a fun (i.e. romantic or sexual) sense??? like if u teasingly tell him he cant kiss u heâll die. because he canât. somebody decommission him
burning it all to the ground & force them to start again. they made you lose everything. now return the favor.
GROWLING SUGGESTION.
     is he angry ?  hurt ?  itâs hard to process emotions when you feel at arms length and have constant,  blinking reminders that your feelings are artificial,  processed.  held at a distance from humanity and given too much reign over himself to relate to a computer.  david gave off echoes of unease from the moment he brought them to the temple,  but he seemed so ... wanting.  walterâs hands remember the shape of a flute and how to play it because of him.  and so whatever it is,  however he feels about david,  it burns,  and rattles through the tone of his voice.
      â Is that what you did ? â
â waiting for the sky to fall is gonna cause more bother than the sky actually falling. which it isnât. â
AMERICAN GODS.
      weyland-yutani put out another public address about the return of unwanted synthetics,  a reminder that no synthetic should be left without a registered owner.  the sink squeaks under the pressure of the microfibre clenched in walterâs fist.
      â You may well be right. â
      but damned if kennedyâs kitchen wonât be clean should the sky fall.
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Itâs not wounding, heâs not wounded, but itâs certainly fucking peculiar how his base reasoning rhymes with passive aggression. Osseyâs free hand rolls the dry erase marker over the tabletop, a little clicking sound every time the clip of the cap hits the desk. âIâm attending it.â She raises the flute in cheers. âIâm attending the fuck out of it. Just leaving some friends a note for Monday.â On the tail end of cheering, she even drinks, from the same spot sheâs lipstuck before. âYou can go, if you wanna go.â
      of course itâs not for her.  his body weight shifts in a feeling of understanding.  â Thereâs a saying about work and play. â  his feet are remarkably grounded.  truthfully,  walter doesnât get any enjoyment  -  passive or active  -  out of the act of partying,  too hardwired to prevent humans doing stupid things.  his voice is empty of reluctance,  but itâs clear he only really has the one reason to be at a party:  â Do you know if Guy is out there? â
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They cant their head the other way, just to see.   âCool.â The back of Kenâs hand rubs under their eyes when they remember why this topic is under discussion, smiling, small. âCan you show me how to do that?â
      protocol rules,  simplified from code to english:  maintaining eye contact with humans helps ground a conversation.  however,  prolonged eye contact brings discomfort.  forcing eye contact is inappropriate.  a long,  long string of letters and numbers and algorithms went into ensuring that walter doesnât follow the turn of kennedyâs head,  but only watches instead,  his spine re-aligning itself.  upright,  proper.
      â Of course. â  beat.  â It canât be done in here.  There are too many subsections and rooms to install anything more complex than override  gravity on,  gravity off controls.  Otherwise the crew could risk having too much fun. â  a joke!  mostly.  itâs true,  too. Â
â I DONâT DREAM AT ALL.
A glance showed Daniels that Walter was fascinated by his doppelganger. Equally interesting was the fact that David had not acknowledged his duplicate in any way at all. Must be a synthetic thing, she told herself. Perhaps David had already recognized and accepted Walter in some fashion only perceptible to their kind.
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From below, Walter followed the ascent of his twin. As if feeling the pressure of the other syntheticâs gaze, David suddenly stopped, forcing LopĂ© and Cole to halt behind him. Looking down, he considered his opposite number and finally addressed him.
âWelcome, brother.â He nodded.
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AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS
episode one - the bone orchard. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )
â no expertise can surmount a sea that does not wish you to reach shore. â
â wind can be reasoned with. â
â celebration was cut short. â
â only good thing about being in prison is the relief. â
â tomorrow canât do anything today hasnât already managed. â
â this country went to hell when they stopped hanging folks. â
â no gallows dirt, no gallows deals. â
â you know, iâm not superstitious. â
â i donât believe in anything i canât see. â
â i feel like thereâs a fuckinâ axe hanging over my head. i canât see it, but i believe it. â
â i can see it fine. â
â prison has a way of trying to keep you in prison. â
â i smell snow. â
â i love you. something feels weird. â
â i love you too. what feels weird? â
â the air feels constipated, like if itâd just push out a storm, itâd be okay. â
â a hundred twenty hours till youâre home. â
â waiting for the sky to fall is gonna cause more bother than the sky actually falling. which it isnât. â
â do not piss off those bitches in airports. â
â i guess this must be your lucky day, huh ? â
â you nervous ? â
â just sit back and be a bird. â
â i offer you the worm from my beak and you look at me like i fucked your mom ? â
â youâre just the first person iâve met who isnât an asshole. â
â give me time. â
â what would you have done, my boy ? â
â seems like a firm decision made for good reasons, i can respect that. â
â you lost something vital in there, and not just time. â
â what might i call you, if i were so inclined ? â
â always good to meet a fellow traveler. â
â i usually end up getting what i want. on average, over time. â
â itâs all about getting people to believe in you. itâs not their cash, itâs their faith. â
â now, whatâs keeping us aloft ? faith ? or newton ? â
â donât rush into this, take your time. â
â thereâs always work for a big guy whoâs smart enough to know heâs better off letting people think heâs dumb. â
â by the end of your tenure, you could be the next king of america. â
â a man gets out of prison, he should be focused above all on not going back. â
â believe. â
â i donât think i have the talent for it. â
â you ⊠like me ? â
â iâm not what i once was. â
â youâre perfect. â
â i donât know what iâm doing. â
â what man does ? â
â do something for me. worship me. â
â worship me. pray to me like iâm your god. your goddess. â
â you feel so good. i could keep fucking you forever. â
â say my name. â
â beloved, i worship your breasts and your eyes and your cunt. and i worship your thighs and your eyes and your cherry red lips. â
â i am yours, my beloved. â
â go on, let go ! give me everything ! â
â i love you. â
â not that rushing into things canât be a good thing ⊠â
â sex rushed into tends to work out best for all involved. â
â okay, iâve said âfuck offâ politely as many ways as iâm gonna. now iâm fixing to be direct. â
â what the fuck do you know about [ ⊠] ? â
â more than you, it seems. â
â iâm not gonna work for anyone whoâs got worse luck than me. â
â call it. â
â rigged games are the easiest to beat. â
â youâre a little creepy, and youâre forward, and familiar, and i donât like it. i donât like you. â
â whoâre you ? â
â iâm a leprechaun. â
â we donât come from moscow, russia. or moscow, idaho, for that matter. â
â no details. â
â devilâs in the details. â
â do you know who he is ? who he really is ? â
â heâs hustling you. heâs a hustler. â
â damn right. iâm a hustler, swindler, cheater, and liar. itâs why i need assistance. â
â name your price. â
â howâd you do it ? â
â with panache. â
â simplest trick in the world. â
â iâll fight you for it. â
â win or lose, and you will lose, itâs yours if you fight me. â
â can you feel the joy rising in your veins like the sap in the springtime ? â
â i wanted to be a part of your history. â
â itâs just anger âââ makes you feel like you can change the outcome. â
â [ ⊠] had the nerve to ask me what i wanted him to do with it. i told him leave it where it found it. â
â target would be more interesting than here. â
â if there isnât some kinda life after death, iâm gonna be so fuckinâ pissed. â
â there is no closure from the dead. â
â iâm sorry for your loss, [ ⊠] , i really am. anyone tell you that yet ? anyone even hug you ? â
â hear me out, this is a good one. lex talionis. an eye for an eye. a blowjob for a blowjob. â
â jesus, who knew i could be so angry ?! â
â i am trying to get my dignity back here ! â
â donât fuck with me, [ ⊠] â
â whatâs he doing here ? whatâs the plan ? whatâs the game plan, man ? â
â how auspicious, you must be special. â
â [ ⊠] is history. forgotten and ⊠old. â
â we have reprogrammed reality. language is a virus. religion, an operating system, and prayers are just so much fucking spam. â
â the dominant fucking paradigm, [ ⊠] , that is the only important thing. â
â by the way, i was sorry to hear about your wife/husband. tough break. â
â so, i will ask again: what is it [ ⊠] is up to ? â
â you saying you donât know ? ⊠would you tell me even if you did ? â
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â  all i want in my life is for my friends to be able to touch me suddenly  &  me to not flinch away without meaning to.  when will this stop affecting me?  â â  all i want is to be soft  &  gentle,  but iâm made out of steel  &  anger.  maybe in another life,  i guess.  â â  beauty is in the eye of the beholder,  so choose to see beauty in everything.  â â  burning it all to the ground  &  force them to start again.  they made you lose everything.  now return the favor.  â â  do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own?  â â  do you trust me enough?  do you trust me at all?  â â  donât you dare abandon me.  â â  even after all you have done,  i will always want you fighting on my side.  â â  every time i see you smile i fall in love with your brightness all over again.  â â  everyone i have ever loved is long gone.  i sing to the sky alone.  â â  everyone i touch gets hurt,  but i canât stop.  i touch  &  i touch  &  i touch  &  people get hurt.  why canât i ever stop?  â â  everyone says i used to be a hero,  but i can still taste the blood in my mouth  &  still feel bruises blooming because of my fists  &  my eyes are still stretched wide  &  terrified.  â â  everything i love has been taken from me.  what do i have left to fight for?  â â  fall in love with someone that makes you feel strong.  â â  friends are more important than any material object will ever be.  â â  i am aching to hold you  &  keep you safe,  to be pressed against you so that nothing can harm you.  â â  i am divine  &  you will bow before me.  â â  i am fucking divine.  â â  i am in control  &  i listen to no one.  â â  i am not a good person.  donât pretend i am.  â â  i am not accustomed to love.  this is a learning experience.  â â  i am not worth saving  &  i am not worth redemption.  let me stay in the dark.  â â  i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest.  â â  i am too tired to deal with any of this.  â â  i bow to no man.  â â  i broke into sharp pieces when i broke  &  i expect someone else to hurt their hands on my edges just to put me back together.  iâm sorry.  â â  i can give you your wings back  &  i can show you to fly once more,  if you only believe in me.  â â  i cannot be saved.  â â  i canât ask for help because if i ask for help it hurts people.  i can bear this weight on my own.  i have to.  â â  i could taste the lies in your mouth every time i kissed you,  but i loved you too much to notice.  â â  i crave affection in the simplest way.  â â  i deserve to hurt.  i deserve to bleed.  â â  i didnât ask for any of this so donât you dare blame this on me.  â â  i donât care if you say my name like itâs poison or like itâs a prayer,  as long as it leaves your lips.  â â  i donât fight for you anymore.  â â  i donât want to let go of you.  not now,  not ever.  â â  i donât want to talk about it.  i donât want to remember.  i donât want to heal.  all i want is for it to go away.  â â  i donât want you to touch me.  please donât touch me,  just go away.  â â  i feel anger deeper than my bones.  i feel anger in my very soul.  â â  i feel nothing at all,  except for when i feel everything all at once.  â â  i have fallen  &  though i may miss the sky,  i belong here now.  â â  i have fallen from a height your mind cannot even imagine.  â â  i have no home anymore.  â â  i remember collapsing in the flames with a sword in my hand  &  then i remember nothing.  â â  i see beauty in everything,  but especially in you.  â â  i should never have fallen in love with you.  â â  i thought for a long time that i was so terrible no one would look at me.  now i know itâs because i shine so bright they are forced to look away.  â â  i was so caught up in the feeling that i forgot how to breathe.  â â  i will never amount to anything.  i am a failure in the worst type of way.  â â  i will tell myself that the burn of my loneliness in my chest completes me  &  maybe someday it will be true.  â â  if thatâs what a hero is iâm glad iâm not one anymore.  â â  if you ask me to,  i will set the whole world on fire,  my dear.  itâs all for you.  â â  is it my fault?  itâs my fault.  itâs always my fault.  â â  itâs not murder if they deserved it,  right?  â â  iâm drowning in emotions that donât belong to me,  choking on anger  &  suffocating on sadness.  â â  iâm in love with everything that hurts me.  â â  iâm okay.  iâm alright.  this is all in my mind.  â â  iâm ready to give up everything iâve ever had if it means someone will love me.  â â  iâm so cold  &  i canât stop shaking.  i am not who you think i am.  â â  iâm so tired all the time  &  i just want to be awake again.  â â  iâm tired of fighting against the pain of being forgotten.  i just want someone to remember me.  â â  iâm tired of fighting everything in my life.  just make it stop.  â â  iâm too tired to care.  blow up,  get angry at me.  iâm sure someday iâll realize i deserved it.  â â  jealousy burns within me.  â â  just let me go in peace for once in my damn life.  â â  loneliness is a disease  &  it leaves me empty  &  hollow,  like sound goes through my body  &  bounces back.  â â  made of starlight  &  sunshine,  i shine brighter than they all know.  â â  my anger is righteous  &  my actions are pure.  â â  my chest aches  &  my lungs burn.  this sickness comes from the inside.  â â  my chest hurts  &  all i need is some comfort  &  understanding.  â â  my chest hurts  &  i ache to go back to the sky.  â â  my shoulders are aching where wings used to be  &  all i want is for them to stop hurting.  â â  pull me apart  &  piece me together in your own way.  make me perfect.  â â  righteous fury throws through my veins  &  if you touch the people i love i will destroy you.  â â  rise up.  you canât keep being small when you were made for so much more.  â â  say my name like itâs the only one thatâs ever been on your tongue.  â â  so much blood has been spilled in my name.  time to make you believe it was in yours.  â â  so youâll worry about me when i fall silent,  but not when i scream  &  plead for help?  fuck off.  â â  sometimes people have to get hurt for me to get what i want.  â â  stay away from my fucking friends.  stay the fuck away or so help me i will destroy you.  â â  stop treating me like iâm an idiot.  you arenât better than me in any way  &  you better remember that.  â â  the bitter taste of regret is ever present on my tongue.  â â  the world is spinning far too fast for me to stay on it.  â â  to love them is my divine right.  â â  voices whisper from the shadows  &  they fill my mind with thoughts of you.  â â  what did i to wrong to be so unloved?  â â  what is the point of power if iâm not supposed to use it?  â â  who the fuck do you think you are?  â â  why canât i ever fucking stop crying?  â â  with a new year comes new tests  &  triumphs.  letâs try to make the most out of it.  â â  would it really kill you to be honest for once?  â â  yes,  i remember my wings breaking  &  being destroyed.  i was powerless to stop it.  â â  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  â â  you canât hate me more than i hate myself,  but you are more than welcome to try.  â â  you may say you love me,  but you love only a part of me.  i am too complex for you to ever love my entire being.  â â  you never fucking cared about me.  donât fucking lie about it.  not to me.  â â  you remind me of mint.  fresh,  sharp,  kind of cold,  but in a nice way.  i always knew there was a reason mint was my favorite.  â â  you shine light in even the darkest parts of me.  you are my sun.  â â  you should fear me,  but you donât.  i will be eternally puzzled,  yet grateful.  â â  you touch me  &  my skin burns  &  it burns for you,  always you.  â