#senselesness

[thricedead]

What do you think about her

#woke up thinking abt how my ex friend who i watched TMM with is now praising TMMN and saying its so much better than the OG #bc its 'more developed' but tbh the senselesness of TMM is 90% of its charm and TMMN makes me too mad

[kurjakani]

Just sm more fun convos w Mona and Dum Dum :] aka me grasping at any straws I can get from 5 minutes of a character on screen and trying 2 dig deeper.

I kinda hc that Dum Dum (along w a lot of maelstroms) is someone whos been kinda dulled by the bombardment of sensory input from the world (similiarly to how a lot of people nowdays are starting 2 get enough of it) and has experienced feelings of flatness and senselesness and exhaustion, and so has a tendency to seek harder sensory experiences, however finding them hollow most of the time... unable to reach this meaning/sense for existance. Royce based on what very little we get of him is very fucking. Off the shits yk but. Like hes genuinely passionate, abt music and he has some weird sense for connection and experience... i think Dum Dums a lil more loyal because Royce can get u hyped up about life and existing by just talking about what he wants to do and what'd make a statement etc etc... im kinda rambling b running around waiting for midsommar celebratioms but!!! Enjoy. I love dum dum deeply

#cyberpunk 2077 #dum dum #royce #cant fucking beliece his name is simon randall #what a fuckinh idiot #cp2077 #kanimomence #kaniart

[titoist]

one thing i've noticed is a gradual increase vis a vis the degree of general senselesness present in the moments where i idly talk to myself, waltz around the room, pretend i'm recording my own movements, acting silly, alone, dancing, laughing. it is in these moments, more or less, where my unfiltered desire to play - an instinct which often goes unsated - comes out: rhythmically moving in tune to a composition, leaning against a bookshelf & pretending to carry out nonsensical water-cooler talk to no one in particular, hopping around the room with a vague map in mind for which squares on the wooden flooring are "safe" to land & which '"aren't", giggle to myself about how silly it is, giggle to myself about the giggling, mind running in circles, having to eventually collapse in bed & attempt to recollect myself. "breaking boundaries alone". by contrast, i used to just practice fake standup routines to myself.

[sadheartdarkmind]

I'm nothing more than a tiny little dot in a world way too big for me, but still without any place for me to be. I shouldn’t be alive and I regret my birth. Why am I here? It doesn’t make sense at all.

#emotional abuse #lonely #senselesness #depression #depressed #depressing quotes #ptsd #trauma #childhood trauma #anorexia #social anxiety #anxiety #alone #left alone #hopeless #suicidal ideation #eating disorder #bpd #borderline #avpd #schizoid #personality disorder #einsam #angst #depressiv #persönlichkeitsstörung

[nero-neptune]

Like I'm sure that the period in history that you're interested in says a lot about you. Like since I live in the south, I personally wouldnt trust like 85% of people really into the civil war. Or most white guys into the 2nd world war. Granted, that might be (slightly) hypocritical since I personally enjoy learning about ww2 because when I first got into history, it was through the dear america books and I read the ww2 books first (and our middle school library had a lot more material for ww2 than anything else which is interesting for other reasons) so I just really got into it. It's probably like how you're introduced to it because there are people really into ancient egypt and I had a really shitty teacher that made it sound so boring, so I never got into. Then there was a period of time I was really into the sliver of time when it came to the titanic. Then, there was the late 1800s (I blame newsies and nellie bly). And ancient rome (obviously). My interest in the 1920s hasn't ended yet.

But I understand not easily trusting guys into ww2 because I knew this white guy in middle school who was really into ww2 and it was only because of the propaganda and the weapons of mass destruction (all very eurocentric) and nazis. He really liked nazis.

#he also thought we were friends which was weird #like with ww2 it's the little stories within it that are so cool #but it's overall a really senseless and heartbreaking time #then again not entirely senselese because the motivations were very obvious and very bigoted #it's a fascinating period of time but it's just sad #rambles #ww2

[arisefairsun]

You have said that you love Benvolio, but who is your favorite Benvolio??

Unsurprisingly, I will favor the cast of Zeffirelli’s 1968 adaptation once again and choose Bruce Robinson. (My bias towards this movie is terribly conspicuous.)

But oh, how sweet, level-headed, and charming he is. Aesthetically speaking he is superb: rose-colored cheeks, slow-paced prosody, greenish eyes which are a bridge to all the innocence of his heart. Note how all the Montagues wear blue-hued clothes, while the Capulets lean towards reddish tones. But Benvolio seems to have a preference for green, the color of his eyes, and dark brown (so earthy!). I think it is a visually effective metaphor for his evenhandedness, his devotion to justice, his passion for peace. All the characters (including the star-crossed lovers) walk around Verona under the yoke of the dressing codes, but Benvolio seems to go beyond the dualism of the feud: he does not partake in the senselesness that surrounds him.

This boy is so nerdy. He carries a couple of books under his arm everywhere: when he asks Romeo about his wistfulness, when he meets the Nurse, when Mercutio loses his life. In one scene, Mercutio attempts to have a conversation with him, but he is so absorbed by whatever he is reading that Mercutio has to repeat himself a few times before capturing Benvolio’s attention. Adorable.

And then he is so tender, so naive, even self-conscious, I would say. In the first scene, when he tries to pacify the servants that are quarreling in the street, Tybalt laughs scornfully and says: ‘Drawn and talk of peace?’. Benvolio sheathes his sword at once, his eyes downcast. He is ashamed of simply holding a sword. I just want to hug him. Then Tybalt attacks him, and they fight for a while until he injures Benvolio’s face. He drops his sword and immediately covers his face with his hands, evidently hurt. Tybalt smiles once more and says: ‘Now hie thee home, fragment!’. I JUST WANT TO HUG HIM.

He is excellently paired with John McEnery’s Mercutio. His softness and open-heartedness counterbalance Mercutio’s erratic, quasi-frantic personality. Benvolio embodies quietness, Mercutio hysteria, and they merge harmoniously. They are so light-hearted when they are together, as if they were completely absorbed by each other’s presence. Can you tell that I ship them? Look at Benvolio’s reaction when Mercutio and Tybalt’s playful fight suddenly turns violent: all the dread of his soul captured in his eyes.

Bruce Robinson’s Benvolio is one of those side characters full of vigor: he adds so much light and complexity to the movie, however silently. He doesn’t limit himself to recite his lines. Quite the contrary, his performance abounds with little details that enrich his character’s personality, some of which I already mentioned: Benvolio’s engrossing fondness for books and knowledge, his overt awkwardness when he draws his sword, his loving smile whenever Mercutio tells one of his silly jokes, his slow, careful diction… or his lifeless, empty eyes in the very last scene of the movie, after losing both Mercutio and Romeo. In the closing credits, the Nurse pats him on the head, but he barely reacts to her touch, his caring heart too mangled to respond.

#thoughts #Romeo and Juliet #Benvolio #Romeo and Juliet 1968 #Shakespeare #Bruce Robinson #1968 #I'm full of feels for Benvolio

[whatwouldsupermando]

Watching Game of Thrones is such an uninspiring journey into senselesness. It’s like Lord of the Flies with no subtext or lesson. The fact that this is the kind of thing we fawn over, culturally, is appalling.