metaphorical

What is this river but the one
Which drags the things we love,
Processions of debris like floating lamps,
Towards the radiance in which they go out?
—  Galway Kinnell, from section 4 of “The River That Is East,” The Avenue Bearing the Initial of Christ into the New World: Poems 1946-64 (Houghton Mifflin, 1974)
The Six Thatchers and the importance of phones

We know by this point that phones=hearts in Sherlock. This season however, their importance has expanded even further, like when it came to Eurus.

It is also interesting how each character is now using their phone and what it says about their mental state.

Sherlock and phones

Basically, if we only focus on Sherlock, he’s always on his phone. Phone in hand, heart on his sleeve. Hasn’t he come a long way. Before he preferred texting and avoided talking with his phone/heart. It took him the fall to finally call someone.

Look at him now: not only does he text with everybody, but he also calls his brother and minor characters. He is using his phone like a regular human being.

The only one however he doesn’t text or phone is John. He texts everyone and their mothers, he calls his brother, he sends a text to Mary so that she’ll come and give Rosie to John so he can leave with her and go home, but he’s never seen using his phone whenever John is involved. He never answer his phone when it comes to John.

The very importance of phones in other words in other word isn’t to be seen with Sherlock. It is John who has troubles with phoning. Because, he will keep trying very hard all thourough the episode to text someone, well anyone except one person.

Phoning in the John-Mary relationship

But when do John and Mary call each other? You ask. We never see them phoning each other.

Exactly.

SHERLOCK: Mary?
JOHN: 59 missed calls.

And off they go running but John never phones her back.

We can say many things about Mary phoning him fifty freaking nine times. This isn’t a cute number at all. I’m not even sure that, like they’re trying to sell it, this was about her going in labour. That’d mean that John needed to go back to their house with Sherlock, take his car and drive her to the hospital instead of her just going there (via driving during the first contractions or via a taxi) and that is totally insane. She should have gone to the hospital and tried to contact him there or on the way if that was this urgent.

She calls him fifty nine times. One can accept ten, perhaps twenty if it’s very important,  missed calls but if this is this urgent and if he’s definitely not taking his phone, I think you should leave a message or send a text. That’d be far more effective.

But also, no matter how many times she’s called him, how she is literally harrassing him, he has not only not heard his phone, he hasn’t called her back.

And then we have this little gem.

This is his phone’s background, it’s about John, Mary and their daughter. Looks good enough, right? This is his phone, his heart.

But there are five texts he hasn’t read yet. And because he’s just read Sherlock’s on the bus, we know that means the ones he hasn’t read are almost certainly Mary’s.

So, here’s the state of John’s phone/heart: he puts the front of the perfect happy family. Anyone looking at it would think this is what is heart belongs to. But of we look closer, we notice this is only a facade: John is, purposefully or not, completely ignoring Mary and doesn’t take her calls nor sees her texts.

Phoning in the John-Sherlock relationship

MOLLY: Didn’t you get John’s text?
SHERLOCK: No. I delete his texts. I delete any text that begins with ‘Hi.’

John keeps texting Sherlock. In the heart metaphor, the means reaching out to him, to speak his sentiments.

It’s only a pity that Sherlock automatically deletes any text that begins with ‘hi’. He doesn’t even bother reading it, one word and he automatically deletes it. The rest of the text is bound to be irrelevant, why bothering reading further. What kind of texts can that be by the way?

Hi, I wanted to tell you that Mary’s decided to call the baby Rosamund Mary.

When you start a text with something as innocent and as useless for the conversation as ‘Hi’, you understand that you just want to talk for the sake of it. You just type these words because you want to, you don’t need to but you do anyway. It’s not about being efficient, it’s all about reaching out.

Here’s a kind of texting that Sherlock will not delete and we can most certainly imagine it. Here’s an example of what Sherlock will most certainly not delete.

Back from NSY, I’ll send you the autopsy report.

When it comes to the Work, Sherlock will never delete it, even less refuse to not read it.

After all, doesn’t he text about a case while John is asking him to be his daughter’s godfather? Work over you, John.

When it comes to John seeking him for the sake it? When John is trying to reach him out because he wants and needs to and there’s nothing related to the Work about this?

JOHN: You never answer your phone.

Deleted. Blocked. Stop this, I’m not going to read it, even less answer my phone.

Irrelevant. Don’t waste my time, John.

Isn’t that karmic destiny than when Eurus took control of his phone/heart and called Molly, John’s mirror, she didn’t answer his call?

Phoning in the John-Eurus relationship

Here’s the thing with John. He tries to reach out, he wants his messages to be seen and to be heard but Sherlock keeps blocking him. Work only, that he’ll have.

Baker Street? Tomorrow five PM?
Lestrade says he has a belter.
Mary says it’s fine.

He can keep going on his cases, he even has Mary’s benediction, isn’t he nice when someone always asks your parents your wife if you’re free before consulting you. But what Sherlock is giving him isn’t enough. He wants more, he needs to use his phone for something that isn’t work.

Enter Eurus who gives him her number. She never does that but somehow, she’s a goner and here’s her number. She’s made the first move, now it’s John’s turn.

John is about to throw it away and hesitates. Oh well, he’ll keep it. Let’s send this woman a text. Just one word.

Hey.

What’s the difference between ‘Hi’ and ‘Hey’? There’s none, one just seems less formal but the meaning behind is the same.

Hey automatically seeks an answer. This text is pretty much useless in itself. It’s not: ‘I’m the man on the bus and you gave me your number this morning. How are you?’ it’s just ‘hey’.

Hey, I’m tired of phoning about work, or only ‘important things’. I’m tired of people using my heart for ‘work’ and I can’t stand my psychopath of a wife anymore, I want more. Please give me something and let me talk and use my phone/heart for the sake of it.

And finally, less than a minute later, he gets an answer. And they start texting, constantly.

EURUS: It’s been too long.
JOHN:I know. Sorry.
EURUS: Miss you.
JOHN: You’re up late.
EURUS: Or early.
JOHN: Night owl?
EURUS: Vampire

And their conversation are ridiculously pointless and boring. Texting for the sake of it, to just say ‘It’s been too long’ and ‘I miss you’.

So, no. It never was “just texting”. It was the only moment John could speak with his heart and feel a little less trapped between a wife he doesn’t know and keeps lying to him and a friend he loves and that doesn’t appreciate him enough in his opinion, seeing him only good for his ‘Work’.

It was ‘only texting’ and how hasn’t he fought to text someone he liked and to be heard. He needed to but it wasn’t enough. He still wanted and needed more, even though Sherlock kept ignoring his messages.

Phoning in the Sherlock-Molly relationship (but really, this was John, again)

It’s been said many times and it doesn’t need to be proven anymore: Molly is a John mirror. In the amazing place that is EMP, Molly can say what John can’t because he’s also standing right behind Sherlock and is emotionally constipated.

Eurus somehow managed to take over Sherlock’s phone and is calling Molly. Emotions is in control and is using Sherlock’s heart to call John.

And John is pretty upset and pissed.

SHERLOCK: What’s she doing?
MYCROFT: She’s making tea.

WIGGINS: Is tea… code?

Molly has had it rough, she is upset and crying over a cup of tea. John is exhausted, he wanted more tea.

SHERLOCK: Yes, but why isn’t she answering her phone? 
JOHN: You never answer your phone.
SHERLOCK: Yes, but it’s me calling.

So what if someone is finally calling him? SO what if it’s Sherlock? Sod off.

EURUS: Okay, okay. Just one more time.
JOHN: Come on, Molly, pick up. Just bloody pick up.
MOLLY: Hello, Sherlock. Is this urgent? Because I’m not having a good day.

When John begs her to pick up, she finally decides to see who’s the bastard bothering her. Oh crap it’s Sherlock.

SHERLOCK: Molly, I just want you to do something very easy for me, and not ask why.
MOLLY: Oh, God. Is this one of your stupid games?

Oh god, it’s a game/case. Again. Can’t he be in peace one minute?

No wonder Sherlock had to fight like a madman to get a confession out of Molly. She is exhausted of being used and remembered only when it’s all a game.

If only Sherlock had answered his phone when (s)he was calling in the past…

spaceensignglow  asked:

Okay so, to clarify: SNK's original author is a neo-Imperialist who idolizes pre-WW2 Japan. The character of Dot Pixis is based on an Imperial general who organized the slaughter of at least tens but more likely hundreds of thousands of Koreans. The titans are used as a stand-in for America, which is supposedly keeping Japan hemmed in from the greatness it deserves. The majority of the characters being German is because the author also idolizes Nazi Germany.

Well SHIT, I noticed the high density of German characters but I didn’t think Naziism was involved (I’m not one to jump to conclusions) in the show in any way. I’ve enjoyed the show for a while but I’m not really sure how I feel now, especially considering I’m Polish and my own grandfather had to hide from actual Nazis as a kid. This is really weird for me and I’m gonna need some time to process this completely, thanks for letting me know about this :^(

1ST RULE: tag 9 muses you would like to know better

@gwenmatory @dcvilindisguise @imgccd @nanlanmo @stillamemberofthisfamily @thecondemnedandhunted @aninnocencetoher @headstrongblake @poltergexst @fissarsi 

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true for your muse (both canon and modern verses)

APPEARANCE:

  • I am 5'7" or taller
  • I wear glasses
  • I have at least one tattoo
  • I have at least one piercing
  • I have blonde hair (naturally)
  • I have brown eyes
  • I have short hair
  • My abs are at least somewhat defined
  • I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY:

  • I love meeting new people
  • People tell me that I’m funny
  • Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me
  • I enjoy physical challenges
  • I enjoy mental challenges
  • I’m playfully rude with people I know well
  • I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it
  • There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

  • I can sing well
  • I can play an instrument
  • I can do over 30 pushups without stopping
  • I’m a fast runner
  • I can draw well
  • I have a good memory
  • I’m good at doing math in my head
  • I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute
  • I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling
  • I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch
  • I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

  • I enjoy playing sports
  • I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else
  • I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else
  • I have learned a new song in the past week
  • I work out at least once a week
  • I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months
  • I have drawn something in the past month
  • I enjoy writing
  • FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION
  • I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

  • I have had my first kiss
  • I have had alcohol
  • I have scored the winning goal in a sports game
  • I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting
  • I have been at an overnight event
  • I have been in a taxi
  • I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year
  • I have beaten a video game in one day
  • I have visited another country
  • I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIPS:

  • I’m in a relationship
  • I have a crush on a celebrity
  • I have a crush on someone I know
  • I have been in at least 3 relationships
  • I have never been in a relationship
  • I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them
  • I get crushes easily
  • I have had a crush on someone for over a year
  • I have been in a relationship for at least a year
  • I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE:

  • I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”
  • I live close to my school
  • My parents are still together
  • I have at least one sibling
  • I live in the united states
  • There is snow right now where I live
  • I have hung out with a friend in the past month
  • I have a smartphone
  • I have at least 15 CD’s
  • I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

  • I have breakdanced
  • I know a person named Jamie
  • I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce
  • I have dyed my hair
  • I’m listening to one song on repeat right now
  • I have punched someone in the past week
  • I know someone who has gone to jail
  • I have broken a bone
  • I have eaten a waffle today
  • I know what I want to do with my life
  • I speak at least 2 languages
  • I have made a new friend in the past year

Take creators stepping in and dismissing fan theories and interpretations of their works with a grain of salt. This is a lesson I learned early, from Anne “my vampires aren’t gay and also I might sue you” Rice. 

During the peak of my Vampire Chronicles love, I – at that time, a very petty fifteen-year-old –  set out to underline every single really queer moment in the whole series. Spite aside, I quickly realized that in a series where the protagonist runs away to Paris with clearly his violinist boyfriend, and convinces his next super angsty obviously boyfriend to MAKE A VAMPIRE CHILD WITH HIM to keep said angsty boyfriend from leaving, this was easier said than done. 

I mean, she’s not fully wrong – Lestat’s not gay, he’s very bisexual. Louis and Nicki are both hella gay, though. 

Anyway, I’ve meandered. The point is – creators can say wildly inaccurate things about their works sometimes. Anne Rice went Christian and didn’t want her books to be SUPER FUCKING QUEER anymore. Creators’ views on what they’ve made can change over the years. You never fucking know. 

Let yourself be open and life will be easier. A spoon of salt in a glass of water makes the water undrinkable. A spoon of salt in a lake is almost unnoticed.
—  Buddha

I think I’ve figured out a pretty great analogy for my romantic orientation. It’s the same as my relationship with coffee.

I’ve always loved the coffee aisle of the grocery store. It always smelled earthy but refined, and has always warranted a deep inhale when I go through it.

I love coffee shops. How some people linger for hours and others rush in and out. How there’s usually relaxing music and at least one person with a book.

I love almost everything about coffee and coffee culture, except for two things. I hate the taste of coffee, and so I don’t really understand the “coffee as necessity” culture, because I’m not a part of it. I understand the tropes, and will send the pictures of oversized coffee cups to coffee lovers in my life, but that’s not part of me.

Now, I could probably train myself to like coffee, but I don’t want to, because I don’t want to become dependant on caffeine or coffee. (The previous sentence is a break in the metaphor, but I’m coming back) I’d just like to find someone (coffee drinker or not) who also likes smelling the coffee in the grocery store.

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OK I JUST REALIZED THIS AND IT FREAKED ME OUT BUT
IM JUST SAYING THE REASON THE NURSERY THINGS LOOK LIKE BACTERIOPHAGE IS BECAUSE THEY ARE VIRUSES THAT LAND ON THE CELL THEN IMPLANT IT WITH BACTERIA THAT INFECTS THE CELL AND DESTROYS IT FROM THE INSIDE OUT SO

I am Athena, silver eyed and daring,
My battle already won.
Dancing in my enemies’ blood
And I don’t need you

I don’t need you, but–
I am Aphrodite, who kindles love’s fire
And I can set any man ablaze
 But for you I burn.

I am Artemis, whose former lover shines in the sky
Out of her way
 I don’t have time for you
But you’re glowing in the dark

I am Helen of Troy, the catalyst 
I bring armies to heel with a turn of my head
With a touch I launch a thousand ships
But you bring me to my knees

I am Persephone, with roses curling off the edge of my hand
And I require no flowers from you
But a look from you melts dewdrops
On my tongue
And I know that I don’t need you
But I am yours

—  “But I want you.”

Still working through concert footage and I love the difference between Zeppelin in 1970 vs. Zeppelin by like  1975 because in ’70 they’re polite and well-behaved and wearing sweater vests and Robert’s like “This is Jimmy Page, lead guitar,” and by ’75 they’re half-naked and camp as fuck and Robert’s like “This is Jimmy Page, he just came out of the closet” idgaf

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is light from within.
—  Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

(இ﹏இ`。) pt 7

You are a sentence with no punctuation, a kaleidoscope filled with colors I don’t remember learning in elementary school. Your voice, is the sound I’ve been looking for my entire life. Your smile, is the only sunrise worth setting my alarm clock early enough to see. If i could, I would shape shift into the first thing you think about in the morning just so I could be reminded of what its like to wake up next to you. I love you in a language I don’t fully understand…
—  Rudy Fransisco
I am not the one for big words,
I can’t hide metaphors
Under my tongue and swallow them,
Because they don’t make sense,
I can’t write in tongues
I can’t speak and
I can’t think of haikus and sonnets
Like they are easy
I can’t arrange words for them
To rhyme or sound like a song
Yes I write but I write things
But they are straightforward.
—  I write, but I don’t consider myself a writer or a poet, at least not a good one // JustScribbledWords