Wednesday, 7 October 2009

Searching; a girl at the age of puberty and the work of art to be done

I saw it and, and I thought, thought my standard's gone down to a low level.
You liked it, didn't you.
Yes, I did. And I thought I am probably being very generous about it. I couldn't be more judgemental, because it's yours.
Sure. It could happen.
It reminded me of Chirico's, sort of one of his work. You know I like his work.
It sounds like...I may have seen his work. I should have. I'm sure I have but can you spell his name for me?
C.H.I.R.I.C.O. DE CHIRICO.
Ok. Got it. Aha. Well, I see where you are coming from.

The whole thing just felt like a girl at the age of puberty...the unmellowed beauty.

I don't want to be ashamed of myself.
Nor do I.
I thought I like people.
And? But?
I don't think I do now.
You don't?
When others told me that they didn't think I like people, I disagreed. But I'm thinking the reason why I thought I like people was just because I needed people. I don't certainly need people as much as others do, so if I feel I needed people, how scarce people have I, huh?...well, do you want to talk about your angst and doubt?
No, let's just talk about your thing first.
Why?
Because it's my story, too. And our interest in common is stories about H and B. Anyway, when you've told me that...you like me, don't you.
I do. You know that.
So then your relationship is fine. I've met so many people as you know. Of course, there may also be a lot of people who meet more people than I do. But if I now didn't have you, I would be really lonely. I've been thinking about what it is to like the other.
If I didn't have you, I would be thinking of ending this life.
Uh-huh. I've never seen anyone seeming to like the other sincerely, but there was someone who's got a nice facial expression, thinking of others as the oneself, so peaceful. I guess it's coming from both one's own respect for and trust in oneself. That's not what everyone can do. The problem is that we've become very lonely. I think what it is to like others is to understand we all are lonely and to try to learn about. It couldn't just be sweet. It would be like having a meal. Breadwinning is not easy. You are going through a hard time so that you learn a lot.

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