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–while dividing the cucumber into more than 3 pieces.–
see, while i agree that a cucumber is a genuine mathematical function, dividing it into 3 surely is not advisable, i say this because, if we consider all the radios, all the tee-shirts, and the bloodstains that drip from each, each drop can be measured by the chocolate society desires, which is peace, irregardless if the word irregardless is really a word in the first place
@tine, mine was more confusing :P
still i do not want to simulate a fucking stereotype, i do not know what the fuck if anything fucking happened but i`m in love with it, it`s so full , so wholy, it`s nice. And i`m bullshitting because i cannot recreate reality, i am just pointing at something, trying to tell you that there is BEAUTY!!!
@tine, That’s the whole story, getting someone interested in seeing where it goes was the only point of it, so I guess it’s not that bad after all.
If you want to add to it, go ahead. As long as it stays dark and gritty, it probably fits.
@tine, But the magic is in the fact that it is incomplete, it starts of in the middle of something and ends before it’s over, this creates tension. If I gave you the beginning and the end, that magic would be gone, and you would see that it isn’t really a good story. The tension was all it had to offer.
Just like a typical club song, very little musical value, but lots and lots of tension keeps you wanting more.
Same goes for a lot of song lyrics, be it a romantic song or a “let’s fight” song, it starts right in the middle, “I feel this, I feel that. I want this and that. Maybe I’ll do this, maybe I’ll do that” but it never happens, does it?
Along comes yet another song with another scenario like it.
You don’t know where things are going, that’s what makes the whole thing. But it’s an illusion, the stories, songs, movies, etc. are very predictable, most of the time you’re already certain how it will end. But in the moment, there is still that tension, and even if you understand where things are going that part of you doesn’t.
It’s the same thing with art. A perfectly made portrait is just an attempt at a replica, it may look good, but it’s still just an imitation, and it’s not as good as the real thing.
But then there are those paintings who are almost there, but not quite, still kinda vague and diffuse, but you get the rough idea. It gets your mind going, and this stimulation is what makes it nice.
I’m not even a good writer, if I were to complete a story it still couldn’t compare to what’s already out there. And why make an inferior imitation, know what Im sayin?
I don’t even like writing fiction haha.
The story isn’t good, it’s all in the tension.
It’s like sex. Which of the following are more exciting?
A) “Wanna fuck?” “Sure!” Clothes come off, fucking ensues.
B) She’s been teasing and challenging you all day, you’re finally about to get some, she’s undressing, you’re making out, but she runs away giggling and hides somewhere, you find her, she gave you yet another challenge, you succed and you finally get to fucking her brains out…
That’s what I thought.
That’s because of tension and release. Like the drop in a song, the happy ending of a movie, the climax at the end of a love session, the gold in them thar hills… it’s only as sweet as the contrast coming from the release of tension.
You know there’s something good at the end, but you don’t know when you’ll get it, it keeps you on your toes.
It’s a bit scary actually, because people’s desires can be manipulated by simple teasing like this, things become more precious when they’re slightly out of reach.
Just like a boring string suddenly becomes interesting to a cat when you start moving it.
Just like the average stick the dog usually ignores becomes his life mission once it’s thrown.
Just like running away is a surefire way to lure out a shy wild (predatory) animal.
Anything can be made to grasp a person’s interest with the right methods, it’s all in the tease, building up the tension, and not giving it to them.
The higher the tension, the sweeter the release. The more you want something, the better it feels when you get it, that’s why foreplay was invented.
So people who want a lot of stimulation will get themselves excited about anything as long as it’s “shiny,” it’s a stepping stone to their desired stimulation.
Because after all, we choose to get ourselves so excited about things, just because we love the feeling of release. Things aren’t just striking our fancy for no reason, it’s our opportunistic minds seeing a chance to get off.
That’s why we get bored with things we can take for granted.
We love to struggle because overcoming struggle is the only way to feel release. We always find things to get bothered about, and if we don’t we create them.
But the more you see this, the more it goes away.
I remember it like it was yesterday…
The atmosphere around the kitchen table never felt so tense.
It was unlike most nights.
Most nights we would talk. Most nights we would have fun.
The restlessness in my fathers eyes and the grind in his voice was enough to let us know something was wrong.
I looked at my mother as she walked in the room.
She looked back. I looked away. She sat down.
As we began to eat, a scratching was heard. It grew louder.
My sister got up to find where it was coming from.
She couldn’t find it.
My dad found it. It coming from behind a painting in the dining room.
He got up, put his ear against the wall.
Out of nowhere a half-man half-rat creature burst through the wall, tackling my father to the ground.
A struggle ensued.
My mother and my sister ran upstairs.
Spew of my thoughts for 5 minutes:
Relationships suck. I looked for a couple years for one, finally get one, now she wants to break up for unknown reasons. She agreed to another month or two to see if she develops any real feelings for me. (I was under the impression she would try to make it work, not reply with one word texts and avoid me)
plus, we’re moving! Again! 3rd time this has happened around christmas. I am becoming numb to this crap. Plus i’m one hell of a scrooge for christmas this year, haha.
I was at the zenith of my happy-wave, but apparently this is the down. Oh well, there will be another up as soon as this season passes. Hopefully college will be as awesome as my friend tells me it is!
I like potatoes. I had a baked potato for dinner. Why is this even on my mind?
I should probably check the fb message… *checks*
okay where was I… mom and her bf arguing. I love this song, *checks pandora* “Been Awhile” by Staind. Probably should title this spew of information as well.
Will anyone bother reading this? I doubt it. haha.
ooh, slipknot. Snuff is a good song. Text *checks it*
*SPOILER* the first two paragraphs are the only useful part!