#i know this is just projecting myself onto her bla bla bla

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

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[rotshop]

get prankt this isn't an angst fic lol ,,

ANYWAY ,, i realized earlier that i could've just been calling 'auditor reader' employer reader this whole time and then i had a funny silly goofy little idea and now we r here,,,lol,,, ill proof read this later but i did this in one go no breaks so . help.

I might continue this later so!! consider this a sort of 'introduction' if u will,,

note ; auditor uses he / she / they pronouns in this bc ive decided im just going to push my propaganda onto all of you <333 also Hank uses he / they / xe

tw ; dissociation, dereality, some light body horror

Bloody Management

"This is out of your jurisdiction. You've wasted enough time here," you seethed dryly, staring down at the shorter being. "You've made no progress and have only proved your operation to be a strain on our relations and resources."

"Out of MY jurisdiction? YOU'VE never even been there before! You think you can just storm in and suddenly kick me out of my own work?" Auditor shot back, hands slamming down on the mahogany desk in front of her.

"Yes, actually, I do," you snapped, eyes narrowing. "I think you're forgetting just who you're speaking to. You've let this drag on for far too long and your ego has grown in tandem with its pointlessness."

Sighing, you leaned back in your chair, pinching the bridge of your nose as you continued. "Look, I understand. You put effort and thought into this little pet project of yours, but the results have all proven zilch. You fucked up, that's fine, but you can't keep meddling with this reality in hopes something will suddenly work again! All you're doing is tearing and poking holes the rest of us will have to deal with later."

"If you just gave me a little more time I could-"

"We've been giving you time. We've given you more time than we've ever given any project like yours," you gave a desperate look, "It's over. You tried and we tried, there's nothing that can be done. If you just worked with us then we could help you."

There was a long silence as they faltered, hands falling into their lap as their gaze followed, landing on the floor.

"And what happens to my Nevada?"

"We'll try and clean it up again. Return it to..some sort of normalcy," you hummed, "Though, with some of those tears in the fabric it'll take a bit longer than anticipated. That..clown, is proving to be rather difficult."

You paused, grin finding it's way onto your face.

"It's been tricky, if you will."

"Not the time."

You gave a 'tsk' in response, shrugging lightly, "I don't regret it."

"You'll be going back to our depths, effective immediately. While this project was a failure, we're still curious to see if there's anything else that can be done in a different time and place."

"And what about you? Are you going to sit all pretty in this fake office for the rest of eternity?" She questioned sarcastically, eyes dragging up to meet yours.

"God, I wish. I mean, seriously, you have no idea how nice it is to have some peace and quiet after dealing with that fuckin' office."

With a dry snicker and -presumably- an eye roll, they finally stood accepting their defeat.

"I presume I'll be seeing you?"

"If your little posse doesn't cause me too much trouble, yes."

"Have fun with that, I do hope it's as grueling as possible," he hummed, turning and striding towards the door to nothing.

"Thanks, was nice seeing you too."

The door peering to the void shuts soundlessly.

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"Was the pun really that bad?.."

---

"What do you mean they're just neutral suddenly? It's not like they all just suddenly unionized or sum' shit! There's gotta be something going on," Deimos groaned, irritation dragging onto him and clinging desperately.

"Well- What do you want me to say! I'm just as confused as you are," Sanford huffed back over comms, making a vague gesture with no audience.

Hank stood in the other room, staring down at the few agents that were on their knees with their hands held tight behind their heads. They'd made no attempt to attack Sanford and xem, simply staring in a bit of surprise when the two'd busted in. It'd completely thrown the raid off, leaving them both in a state of stunned confusion. The agent that they'd asked about the sudden change in demeanor just gave some shaky shrug, stammering out that they'd all received an order to not attack under any circumstances from some unknown contact. 'They really just listen to anyone then?..'

It was hard to believe, hard to find any reason or meaning in that lead to any conclusive endings. Which, had lead to a small dispute going nowhere and fast. Hank only picked up on little parts of it, the words being muffled and distorted through the wall. Xe didn't really have much interest in getting a clearer reading of it though, it didn't sound like it meant much.

"Look, I'm just going to try and look for any documents or actual recordings of this apparent 'ghost order,' alright?..." A pause. "Deimos? Are you there? Shit- Of course the line dies now of all times."

The line wasn't dead. It was somewhere else, some-when else.

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The ground felt cold.

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No, was it warm?

Wait- No no no, it wasn't warm..

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Was it even the ground?

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Did it even matter?

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Deimos could fuzzily recall it. Arguing with Sanford over the line. The points he made exactly didn't seem to ring through the fog of confusion and numb in his mind. Something about the Auditor, the agents, blah bla..something.

He'd been making to say something else when he'd seen it, something off in the corner of his eye. It wasn't anything huge, if you asked him he wouldn't even be able to tell you what it was. There was something wrong, but there wasn't. The ground was cold, but it was warm.

Something was wrong.

Everything is fine.

He'd turned around, looking around for whatever in his vision wasn't right.

That's rude to say, you know.

He'd never found it, something reaching from the depths to grab him.

You're making me sound awfully cruel.

With a groan, he picked himself up off the ground to observe his surroundings. White and black stretched infinitely around him, the 'ground' underneath him was the deepest of not-color while the 'sky' was its blinding twin. A building stood in front of him, a mix of ivory and ink twisted to form its structure. The door faced him, standing tall and straight as a soldier in spite of how tilted and off the world felt.

Before he could even really register it, something was pulling him up off the floor. There were no hands or strings physically attached, nothing sticking from him to drag into the infinite beyond his comprehension, no no. It was something quiet, a ghost or a whisper in his mind that pulled him through the ocean and to shore. The door grew larger- closer. His mind grew blanker. His hand twisted the knob.

Color flooded into his vision finally, the room in front of him coated in it graciously. The floors were a velvet carpeting, a wine red that felt of lavish and glitzy. The walls were lined in bookshelves, each filled to the brim with titles somewhere between poetry and latin white noise where imagination fell. At the head of the room stood a desk, polished mahogany standing tall and still, frozen indefinitely in time. Behind it, you.

Me.

Once again, he was pulled forward. Each step fell in front of the other, unsure of weight behind them and noise that followed suite. He felt half there. Half of a man and half of a void. It was..something.

Not pleasant, not bad.

The ground wasn't cold, wasn't warm.

It just was.

He finds himself meeting your gaze as he plops down into one of the seats in front of you. He finds his neck straining and bowing under phantom limbs that aren't there. He finds his eyes training on yours which stare back pointedly, finds himself between hot and cold. He finds himself sitting down before you as he watches from the window.

There's no window in the room.

"You must be so confused."

Your voice is in front of him, right? That's where you are, so your voice should be coming from there. It isn't though. It's around him somewhere. Even as you tilt your head to the side the noise of your own voice doesn't seem to follow it.

"Don't think too much on this all, alright?"

You mutter something. 'These grunts really weren't made for this- to be here. I'm surprised he even woke up.'

Someone nods in agreement.

"Wh..who are you?"

Is that his voice? It is. It has to be, it fell from his own mouth. He barely even felt it move. Is it his mouth? It has to be.

You pause for a moment, seemingly caught off guard. He doesn't know if its because he spoke or because of what he asked. Nobody clarifies.

"Why don't you call me [name]? That'll be easiest for you. I do apologize for dragging you here rather than appearing there," you hum, leaning forward on your desk. "I just wanted to make sure we had the utmost privacy."

I wanted to make sure you wouldn't be able to forget.

"Now, Deimos," is that his name? "I need to tell you something, I have to work on restoring things for you, so I can't deliver this message to everyone myself in the most..effective of ways. You won't mind filling your friends in for me, right?"

He doesn't answer. He can't. His tongue is lead and his mouth is stuck shut, if he opens it will surely be left that way for the rest of infinity- for the rest of this place, this time. Someone says yes in his voice.

"Good. Now, try to listen carefully..."

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He wakes up on sand. He's sitting up quickly, stilted as his mind finds his body. His tongue is lighter, teeth separated once more as his jaws are their own entities again. The cliff is still under him, wind passing by him peacefully. The horizon stretches infinite.

The ground is warm, there's no mistaking it.

"Deimos? Are you there?"

He pauses briefly.

"I need to tell you guys something."

[thisdreamplace]

I had a nasty fight with my former bff. This was long ago. She did the whole 'boycotting me' thing at school and afterwards had a mutual friend pass her msg to me, saying "tell her [me] to get it into her skull that she's not the center of the world, who does she think she is? Stop acting like a #" Im simplifying the words, her actual words were nastier

I got thinking today abt this fight, and her comment abt me that is still way too fresh in my mind even tho I hadn't recalled it in 2-3 yrs!, and I actually decided to use the law to revise my friendship to feel better as what happened after the fight was shameful on my part. But before I knew it, I started rmmbring my relationship with her. How I became a total victim. Got so stuck on her validation, begged her to be friends with me (after I got the degrading msg. 🤕 silly me w/o a backbone lol) and stayed her 'bestie' for way too long. Only after it's all over im noticing smth messed up abt out 'feiendship'. It wasnf that normal I think. She would get so pissed if I did anything that went against her thoughts/beliefs/way (which is why she called me a selfish # that major fight). It was so subtle the way she showed her disapproval. To her, if I did anything not aligned with her, or even makih decisions on my own which didn't involve her, it was wrong. And had consequences like her beinf distant for days etc, or getting angry if I didn't mind read her bla bla, I just had to keep her at the top 24/7 and she expected everyone else to do the same... which I thought was normal... It wasnt. And what would be even more crazy is she never realized how that meant she always wanted the attention. That she always wanted it her way! It just makes me feel... Sad.... When I look back. How couldn't I have notived it before? I used to be strong headed, opinionated before I became 'besties' with her.. That all has changed. I wonder why -_-

It may be dumb on my part but with the weak mind and insecurity I had then, I took that fight/her reaction to the heart and internalisef this stupidiy (DENY MYSELF if the other alternative was denying HER. I didn't think it was wrong. For the oldme, it really wasn't wrong smh). Aaah I'm so sorry old me :(

This fight started bcoz she asked me for smth and I refused, instead of relenting like I always would, and I see now that her reaction (to me not being an obedient # to her ig?🤢) was basically her setting rules. It was wrong of me to refuse, yes, but why did she react that way? Why did this pattern continue? That everyone was selfish if they didn't think of her ;_; like how do u deal with this? And the icing is when I too started to defend her and make excuses for her all the time. And ik I'm making her out to be so strong, don't worry... I accept the strong only rule when the weak submit. And I was weak as hell, so its understandable this whole thing. I think 😅

Idk. I seen your posts abt eyipo with other anons so i hope u can tell me figure out what this was. Its clear to me she was projecting smth about me, and mb throughout our whole friendship she was projecting me. And I would think it was her hurting me, that she was right and I was wrong or maybe I did smth wrong. Mb I thought I deserved being punished that way?!

Today I suddenly had an aha moment and I realised... this is how a victim thinks. I didn't know I was a victim when I was living that stoey aka thought I was powerless. When in fact I really wasn't?! Haha still accepting I 555% created ALL that. The law can knock you out haha

Enough old story I just want to ask, what du u think the msg she sent to me was? Did I really deserve such a reaction (did I mention she included other girls in the boycot? 🤢) just for standing up for myself? What about the whole 'fight' aka showcase of power? And the entire yrs of being friends why did I never realize I was only hurting myself so much by putting her before me? And also, with the everyone pushed out thing, how did it fit in? Like why the hell did I give her too much power in validating me by giving in after the fight in the first place?, and while I did have some fun times (saying this so anyone else who reads this doesn't think it was pure torture lol. We had some common interests tyat no one else in the class shared when we first became 'friends'), deep down I was so unhappy so why didn't this reflect on her? I mean why didn't she ever sense just how much she'd hurt me, why didn't she see how much I put on the back burner coz of her?! Was it as she saw it as her right? I'm just so confused

This is still a bitter pill to swallow tbh but I have to face this in order to move on. This person and my life with her has left me wit many scars and I got to understand how I did this so I never attract such a person in my life again. Its not even abt bejnf a victim. As I said, these victimy things were subtle and I only noted them when it was too late and I was a shell, like she getting super pissed and disapproving if I had a differing opinion and me blowijg it out of proportion and tailoring my views or not expressing them so as to not feel the disapproval...thanks boycott conditioning ig? 😭 Aaaah even talking agaunst her rn is making me uncomfortable. Which makes me think I still am scared of her subconsciously even tho she's no longer in my life. Like, what in me made me choose her? I haven't healed, obviously by this ask as u can tell, but idk what is it in my self concept that had this whole thing in my past even happen

My friend, I also want to say I think you're a beautiful soul 🥺. And im sorry for the long ask lol. And I pray you'll always have all your desires. And plz, was it hard for u at first when u learned about u creating everything? The good, the bad, and the repulsive (like this story)? How did u get over old stories? Ty ty ty 😭

To begin with you're being really harsh on yourself. Like, I know it's hard, but it's never that serious. And trust me, this is something I have to remind myself of regularly. Because there have definitely been moments in life where I look back on myself in that moment, and I feel like I was pathetic and would slap myself if I could. But the truth is, there's just no need for any of that. We always did the best we could. We always did, period. We couldn't have done anything differently and this will continue to be true our entire lives. Looking back on the past with such overwhelming feelings, is really not needed. I get looking back to learn from it, but practice coming from a place of love and acceptance instead. It will help you grow, rather than get stuck back in this cycle of self-hate and confusion. Plus, you actually never need to analyze the past to grow but that's beyond the point right now.

To me, by reading your ask, the message she sent to you was clear. You feel you deserve less in life, you feel you're not good enough, you feel like a victim to life and others, you feel like you're not empowered or the operant power of your reality. It's not about her being wrong and you being right, and I get this is one of the hardest pills to swallow. Everyone is you pushed out. Therefore, there's simply no such thing as who is right and who is wrong anymore. It was only ever you.

When it comes to everyone is you pushed out, you have to understand this person isn't this way because that's who they are. They were that way because that's who you were. Inside of you, you brought their character to life. Therefore, the same way you are not stuck to such an undesirable self concept, neither is that person. It's not that you chose her and attracted her in. You were just dealing with yourself. That's what I hope you walk away from this response understanding. Because by thinking she was outside of you, you're missing the mark. And this is such an important concept to understand when it comes to the law of assumption, because it's really at the forefront of everything. People play such a huge role in our lives, whether it's relationships, jobs, opportunities, etc etc. So understanding how everyone is you pushed out actually works is extremely important.

So instead of putting all this blame on her or even putting the blame on yourself, all these memories really do is give you a glimpse into who you were at the time. It shows you the beliefs you held about yourself. It shows you what your self concept was. That's all it's doing. So in that way, there's actually no one to blame at all. I know it feels good to put blame, even when it's on yourself, but the truth is there's no room for blame when you learn about the law. You simply take responsibility and become empowered by the power you have held this entire time. And you practice making it work in your favor.

If you want to see how something was apart of your self concept, all you have to do is pay attention to what you are thinking/feeling. Shame, not being good enough, etc etc is all just stories you once held onto. Now you don't have to hold onto those stories anymore. Now that you know the power you hold, you get to make a new decision for yourself. Rather than ruminating of the painful past, allow it to be and know how that's not your story anymore.

Was it difficult for me to accept how I created everything? Yes and no. It's been a journey. While I could accept it logically, emotionally it was still very painful. Many times I wanted to cry and lash out when I felt alone and felt upset that no one was there for me. Although, I knew deep down it appeared that way because of my own concept of self. So yeah, it's been a journey. And it's honestly not always delightful. But this is the journey we have to take for the rest of our lives, so we might as well get used to practicing and applying these concepts. Instead of continuing to hold ourselves in such painful lights. I got through old stories, and I continue to get through old stories, by feeling all the pain that came up. By allowing myself to cry and feel however I felt like during those times. And in the back of my mind I knew I was getting stronger in my power. I knew how I would keep persisting once the pain subsided. And little by little, old stories fade more and more. That persistence to continue choosing better for yourself, is truly more powerful than it may seem in a difficult moment. Have trust in how it's all working out for you regardless.

Hopefully this is helpful! Thank you for your kind words. 💖

[taytaybooks]

WHAT I LOVE ABOUT MUSICALS THREAD #2: AMÉLIE

In the previews where they each hold a prop on a pole and then all together the props assemble the fly they all sang about ahhh😍😍 it’s so clever

PROLOGUE: TIMES ARE HARD FOR DREAMERS

The instrumental- it’s so soothing

“I can see the world I’m dreeaming…all arouuund me”

The change from soothing instrumental to jaunty music 😍

WORLD’S BEST DAD

“As my heart fills with love” The “ba bums” and “ahhs” after that line to show her heartbeat ahh and how everyone (the ensemble) hide behind the door and comes out when they sing the “ahhs” for the heartbeat and how they dance oh this show is too much😍

“We can keep her heartbeat stable

Your school is the kitchen table now”

“Would you like to name him?”

“Fluffy”

*looks of disdain and confusion*

WORLD’S BEST FRIEND

The instrumental at the start😍

The fact that a grown man wears a fish costume on his head and sings onstage I mean wow😂

“Listen to your crazy mom droning on now I’m her bla bla bla bla bla” lmao

“Your parents are crazy

But you can count on meeee” the dancing in this scene oml and the fact that a man dressed as a fish holds a smaller fish and smacks it on the ground so it “flops around”

When the instrumental turns slow again😭 And it’s meant to be a sad part but the fish is scootering around on stage singing “goodbye” in a warbled voice😅

WORLD’S BEST MOM

“We’ll be spending the day at Notre Dame” I love how this is sung

“Now the whole world of Paris picks up speed” I love the way everyone on the train moves forward and backward to show the train’s movement

The “ahhs” before Amandine prays for a son

The nuns/holy people with outrageously huge hats😂 And then the holy person with a dinosaur head on his head😂😂

The dummy hitting Amandine and killing her😂😂 and the chalk on the backdrop depicting a dead silhouette with “mom” next to it

Her dad memorialising the mom with a gnome she hated😂😂😂

TIMES ARE HARD FOR DREAMERS

PIPPA SOO IN GENERAL TBH

“All of these towns I’ve never heard of racing paaaast”

“It isn’t what I have, it’s only what I have in store

That matters now, the past can only fade!”

“And I might be a dreamer

But it’s gotten me this far” this resonates with me idk why

“My own museum full of paintings I look through!

Where everything is clear!

It isn’t where I am

it’s only where I’ll go from here

That matters now!

And I am not afraaaid!

As everything I’ll ever need appears

This is how my world gets maaaaade” especially that last note😍

The set change right before the song finishes😍

GOING ROUND IN CIRCLES deserved to stay on the cast recording☕️🐸

THE COMMUTE

“Stopping atop St. Martin’s canal

Skipping a stooone”

“She cracks créme brûlée”

“And how many couples in Paris are having an orgasm right at this moment! ….Fifteen!” Because every Broadway show needs some nasty in there

“Later this evening her life will chanaaange”

THE BOTTLE DROPS

THE FACT THAT A FRIENDS CLIP IS PLAYING ON THE TV SET AHHHHH

Honestly the instrumental to this song and like every song is just so beautiful😍😍

“Fingers slip, a bottle drops, and falling in slow motion”

The instrumental change😍😍😍

“Slowly crack the treasure open”

“A watch that’s waiting to be wound

A treasure waiting to be found

I am Howard Carter stepping into Tutankhamen’s tomb” ahhh

And while the ensemble is speaking I love the small “Give back the box” and “I have to try” in the background

“If I did I could be like Lady Diiii!” That note tho

THREE FIGS

is so jaunty oml yes

“You’re my best friends inside the Seeeeeine”

“Figs all in a BUNCH” the way he says bunch cracks me up every time

“Figaro is bluuue

There’s nothing on his plate

What’s Lucien to doooo?

He finds the guy a date!“

THE GIRL WITH THE GLASS

“Why is it that someone so young and so full of life spends every night alone at her window?

…Unless all her friends are dwarves and I can’t see them"😂😂 good old Dufayel

“Are you an artist?

Every day I come to a canvas with palette and brush

and I ask myself the same question” shit just got deep guys

“Paintings, these paintings"😍

“But in the end it always comes down to…heeeeer”

“But the girl with the glass looks away”

“Just a young girl who doesn’t belong to anywhere,

anywheeeere or anyoooooone” this really shows how lost Amélie can be and its relatable af TBH

HOW TO TELL TIME

“Look down, Monsieur Bretodeau, doooown” I love how she says this honestly😍😂

“On the ledge, a metal box”

“Unlock the box”

“Here’s how to tell time

How to tell time

How to tell time

How to tell time

How to teeeeell

A cognac please!” This whole part is sung so well ahhh

TOUR DE FRANCE

So jaunty and upbeat I love it

“Listen to the squeak of the bakery cart

Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs”

“Looking through the glass

focused on the feast in the grocery window” I love the way she sings this gah Pippa you angel😍😍

“An envelope opens

A cat in a hallway

A filament flashes, flickers and dies

And there goes a hat

Thrown in the air

Thrown in the aiiir” The ensemble around them and the jazz hands ahhhh

“I can feel every stranger in Paris just waiting to collide

How a heart can pull like a moon as we circle each other

Then crashing together

We end up open wide"😍😍

The "ahhs” before she sings “I can see everything clearly now from heeeeere”

GOODBYE, AMÉLIE

The video showing Amélie doing good around the world😂😂😂

The fact that it’s sung be an Elton John lookalike like whattttt and also how the lookalike has a glittery suit and purple hair😂

“We’re an ocean of rowboats you decided to save” I just really like this line

The “oohs” in the background ahhh

Oh, where will we go

Oh, who will appease us” the way they sing this😍

“Saving orphans!

Stopping fires!

I’ve got the high notes and

I’m singing with the choir!

YEAAAAAAAH!” SHE GOT THE HIGH NOTES ALRIGHT DAMN GIRL

BACKYARD

“I’m thinking of shaving my head

And I really want to try crack” ok the fact that the Pippa Soo said this is explanation enough

“Dad you should come and visit me”

“Nope” so blunt😂

“You’re coming with me” cheeky Amélie

The gnome getting excited about going with the Stewardess mmhmmm

WHEN THE BOOTH GOES BRIGHT

I love how the ensemble dresses up and ‘takes photos’ during the song

“There’s the girl you were

There’s the trip abroad

There’s your father’s smile

There’s the face of God” this has like a really cool nostalgic feeling to it

“There’s when she said yes

There’s the next ten years

There’s the loneliness when she disappears” nostalgia and sadness😍

“What’s the use of trying to hide

Or tearing yourself in two” This seems literal and metaphorical and I love it

SISTER’S PICKLE

“You have to give it back to him. Or you could imagine relating to someone you never meet, build no relationship. Become a nun!”

*actually dresses up as a nun as a disguise to give the book back to Nino in a FUCKING sex shop ok then Amélie*  

“Can I help you?”

“No just browsing"😂😂😂

BASICALLY THE WHOLE SONG LMAO

“He’ll think that I’m a nun

And I am not a nun

He’ll think that I am chaste

And I’m not that chaste

Or I could run awaaaay

Leave his book on the shelf

By the lube and the lingerieeee” out of context this is very weird but I love it😂

“It’s hard to go unseen

At least in this instance with so little distance between” I love this because everyone tries to hide the bad parts but you can’t really do that once you get to know someone well which is sort of what she’s afraid of, but not really?

“I’m not finished with the boy- I mean the book

So I will hold him- hold it till tomorrow” mmhmm girl suuuure keep being in denial sister

And that part at the end where the instrumental changes and ahhhh

“This is so weird” haha no kidding Nino😂

HALFWAY

THIS SONG IS A MASTERPIECE

The instrumental gahhh I swear this song makes me cry

The red fabric backdrop with the equations and waves projected onto it is so cool😍

“But whenever the boat gets halfway there

There is always halfway more”

“In my mother’s schoolhouse

There was always halfway to goo

To gooooo”

“I hear you breathing"😂😂😂

“Who are you?”

“I’m a mystery wrapped in an enigma trapped in a paradox disappearing into thin air”

“Me too"😂

"Little boat, big ocean

I’m the girl with the copper spyglass

who prays that today she will spot her shore

All at once a lighthouse

All at once through the copper spyglass

A light telling me to lean in on the oar

I start to row

But before I can get anywhere

From point A to point B

I am at that kitchen table

where I’ll always be at sea"😍😍😍 this part always gets me when I’m feeling lost and alone and I love the visual projection of it with Amélie moving towards Nino and the sailboat projected onto the red fabric moving towards him too, but then both the boat and Amélie stop and move back away from him ahhh😍💔

"Little boat big oceaaaan” ahh Pippa why is your voice so magical

WINDOW SEAT

“Unsuspended in mid-air And I can see everything from here”

“If I could reach you from Machu Picchu

Then I would say everything I would give anything” this is sweet even if it’s fabricated haha

THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE GNOME

Basically the fact that a grown man is dressed as a gnome and singing this fucking song lmao  

I love how they project the Polaroids for the audience to see

Also the fact that the flight attendant/stewardess and the gnome have a little romance going on

“I admit he looks good as a guard

But I want him back in my backyard”

“Do you see that crack in his clay”

“His black paint’s fading to grey”

“Travelling the world is tremendous

But for a garden gnome it’s gotta be hard” poor guy just wants his damn gnome back man

“The stewardesses, they always wonder, doesn’t matter where I roam

She asks "are you one of Santa’s elves?”

And I say “ma'am I am a gnome”

“Back before these feelings made me feeeel thingsss” this is so relatable honestly

“Dad this is Suzaaaanne” girl I see you😂 but seriously Amélie is so pure she matchmakes her own dad and boss gah

THIN AIR

“The frame tries to hide you

Just like a disguise

But I know that face

From the look in your eyes

So I’m reaching out to you”

“Whooooo are you now

When all youuu have is thiiin aiir around youuuu”

“It’s easy to vanish when no one’s around

Your footsteps fall silent as snow on the ground

And I may be hammered but I can hear my heart pound

And it’s reaching out to youuu

Reaching out to youuuuu”

As I’m typing this I’m realising I very well may just be in love with the whole song….

Also ADAM CHANLER-BERAT

“It’s too easy to disappear these days

There you go but nobody sees it

You leave a photo behind for a stranger to see

But now you’re so close I swear I can feel you

No more stories just show me the real you

And I promise that I’ll let you see the real me” awwww Nino😍

“So who are you now

When all I see is a face that hides way love until

You’re alone in a place you

Hide away until you’re alooooone

With thin aiiiiiiiiiiir

Arouuuuund you” 😍😍😍especially how the first line is sung

WRITING ON THE WALL

Amélie’s disguise when she spray paints the quote lmaooo😂

So this song is pretty short but it sounds so ethereal and beautiful😍

Like honestly who would even think it’d be a random as quote from an aspiring writer😂😂

BLUE ARROW SUITE

SUCH A BEAUTIFUL SONG I LOVE IT WITH ALL MY HEART

The soft, magical sounding instrumental after “bring five francs”

“Here on a hill

There sits a great cathedral

Where I’ve left a trail

That only goes so far

Here I can keep him moving forward

And keep things as they are

Halfway to love

And just close enough

To Sacre-Couer"😍😍😍 it’s so beautifully sung and the words ahhh

"I know my heart Is speaking with a murmur

Making the sound that only I can hear

All I can manage is a whisper

Of this heartbeat trapped inside

Here in this place

Grant me the grace

To be amplified” and then the instrumental changes ahhh it’s so beautiful

The hats the ensemble in the carousel are wearing😂😂

“Maybe I can try and stay

Just stand right here

Here he comes!

Screw that!

Run away!” Amélie is forever relatable and so cute😂😍

And then the “ahhs” after the last verse (if you saw my Anastasia post you probably realised I have a thing for “ahhs”)

THE LATE NINO QUINCAMPOIX

The fact that she’s so paranoid and has such an overactive imagination that this whole song is basically her imagining a scenario where he gets hit and almost dies

The part where the ensemble joins in😍

“Current flows through Nino’s arteries

Which stops his heart

As train parts tear his limbs apaaaart” lovely imagery😂😂 and their reactions lmaoo

“Who has time for a guy like that

For a guy who doesn’t know

How to tell time

How to tell time

How to tell

Ahhhhhhh"😍😍 when Nino arrives and everyone else goes crazy lmao😂😂

A BETTER HAIRCUT

The instrumental is so jaunty?upbeat? Idk I just know that I love it

"Everything was going perfect

In the circus

Until the day he dropped me

And then dropped me for the tattooed lady”

“She broke her leg in seven places”

“I did"😂😅 the usual you know

"And it seems that every single guy I know

Has another lady on the side show”

“You know our girl’s a fragile egg”

“Don’t break her heart”

“Or break her leg"😂 this whole song goes from funny to sweet lmao

"She’s not a waitress who will take your order”

“Bring your food or fill your refills”

“Except when working at the Windmills” 😂😂 when they forget she actually works as a waitress lmao but very good message, this musical is/was gold😍 I miss it so much😭😭

“Can you prove?”

“That youuuuu are a looooover for the ages

Can you proooove that”

“Youuuuuuu are not highly contagious"😂😂😂

I love that they shove him & his table out of the way so they can dance

"Love is just another diagnosis

Like bacterial vaginosis” Oml this song kills me 😂😂😂 WHO WROTE THESE LYRICS

“I love her and I don’t know her name” Nino is such a sweetheart awww

“All the while while love infects us

The side effect is that love connects us” this extended metaphor is weird af but it works so well and I love it because it also manages to give us all a great message😍👏👏

STAY

THIS SONG IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT

“But don’t expect me to play fair”

“I hear you coming

What can I do to

Drown out this drumming”

“No turning back now that you took the breadcrumbs

And I lost the way

And arrows fall out of thin air

If I could just find the right words to say

Would you stay right there

I like you right there”

“Stay where you are

Safe enough range

Try to move closer

You’ll only get halfway

Pin down your heart

Put out the flame

Don’t come any closer

But don’t move awaaaay”

And the canon effect of Nino and Amélie (he kind of like echoes her?) in “stay where you are” and “pin down your heart”^😍

HALFWAY (REPRISE)

“Is it true that you’ve solved Zeno’s paradox?” I love the way she sings this gah

“I have to do more than stay”

“Even though I am always halfway there”

“I could meet you there halfway” I ship them so much

AND THEN THEY KISSSSSSS

WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE

AKA THE SONG I WOULD SELL MY SOUL FOR ITS SO BEAUTIFUL

“Where do we go from here

Now that you are standing by my side

After all there’s more to life than holding you” 😍😍

“After all there’s more to life than we can see

Will there be troubles?

I don’t know

Will there be sweet things?

I hope so

Will there be time to keep on dreaming when this dream is over?” This is so realistic ahhh I want to legitimately cry, such a real and beautiful love😍

“What happens when you can’t hold on

Or when I can’t hold on to you?”

I love the faces they make when taking pictures in the photo booth😂

“What’s gonna happen?

I don’t know

But whatever happens

Here we go

What’s gonna happen

And where do we go

From here?” A perfect ending to a perfect musical that deserved better❤️

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Anastasia

[datingadviceonreddit]

TL;DR: I believe I had a shot with a very attractive woman, then had an awkward exchange that she probably misinterpreted as me rejecting her (which I definitely wasn't), and then she froze me out, and now I don't know what to do to repair the situation.There's a drugstore I go to a lot, about every other day. One day I went in and the cashier and I started talking. I was buying cigarettes and she asked for my date of birth to enter it into the computer. Turns out our birthdays are very close to each other. She told me what her birthday was, and I said something like "Oh, so that makes you a... scorpio?" and so we started talking about that (I'm a sagittarius, btw). Now that I read that back, that seems a little cliche, chatting up a girl about zodiac stuff, but that's just how it happened. I'm not really into that zodiac stuff, but whatever.Anyway, we had a nice exchange that lasted for maybe about a minute and a half, which doesn't sound very long, but it kind of is if you consider that I'm lingering at the counter of a drug store. I mean it's not a bar, after all.Anyway, after I left I noticed that my mind kept turning back to that conversation. No big deal, but she's very pretty, and I don't get a whole lot of female contact, so she kept popping up in my mind over the next couple of days. But I wouldn't say that I was terribly preoccupied with her. Not at that point.I return to the store a couple days later, and there she is again. The first time we chatted, she was wearing a big floppy shirt, had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and wasn't really wearing any makeup, at least not in a noticeable way. This time, however, she was dressed to the nines, her long hair cascading down, she had her face done up, and... well, I don't usually use juvenile language like this, but in this case I think it's appropriate: she was a total fucking smokeshow. For about 3 seconds I literally wasn't even sure it was the same person. She was dealing with another employee. She gave me a big smile, remembered what brand of cigarettes I wanted, and again we briefly chatted.At one point, a couple of guys walked past and she said that she thought they were high on weed, and we both kind of laughed about that. She said they looked "Chinese" (you know, because they were high and sort of squinting), which was kind of a funny thing to say, and not really the kind of thing a cashier would normally say to a customer, it being politically incorrect and all. Which I also liked about her, knowing at least that she's not one of these tedious, hyper-politically correct people.Anyway, it was another nice exchange. We seemed to have a rapport. We made each other laugh a couple of times, which is always a good sign. I was glad that she wasn't all dolled up that first time, or I might have been a little intimidated. Well, after that encounter I was kind of smitten. There seemed to be a connection, although the idea that she was attracted to me was completely unconfirmed. I was hoping that was the case, but was also aware that my perception on the matter was not necessarily reliable. She was probably just being friendly, and that got my imagination going, which made me project all this stuff onto her. Maybe she's like that with a lot of customers, who knows?On the other hand... maybe not. Maybe a gorgeous woman actually likes me. I found myself in the bathroom standing in front of the mirror, scrutinizing myself in a way I've not done in a long time. I'm checking myself out from different angles, telling myself "yeah... that's not too bad. Why not me? There's nothing wrong with me...", stuff like that. Next thing I'm going through the closet, looking at my wardrobe, which has not really had a significant update in quite some time. Maybe it's time for some new shirts.At that point I was definitely preoccupied with her. She really put the zap on me, and I'm thinking about her a lot. This is with a grand total of about three minutes worth of conversation under our belts. I haven't liked anyone in kind of a long time, and I guess she sort of woke me up. Half the time I'm imagining how I might go about asking her out, and the other half I'm telling myself that I'm an idiot, she's out of my league, bla bla bla.A couple days later I go back to the drugstore, but she's not working that day. I don't know what her schedule is, and I end up not running into her for about a week.And then I fucked it all up.It was night time, I walk into the store and there's nobody at the register. This happens a lot at this particular drugstore, you have to walk around looking for a cashier. Anyway, I round the corner and there she is, again all done up with the hair, the makeup, the nails, looks like she's about to hit the club or something.The next thing that happened is a little tricky to explain, because of the timing. When we she looked up at me and smiled and said "hey" and I said "Hey, are you the cashier?" and at the same time she says "How've you been? I haven't seen you in a while..." so we're both kind of talking at the same time.And then she realizes what I said (are you the cashier?) and says "oh... yes" and I realize what she said (how've you been, I haven't seen you in a while) and I say "oh, I'm good, how have you been?" and she says something like "fine", and then it's awkward. See, when I asked her if she was the cashier, I simply meant if she was the cashier for that particular register. I'm familiar with the store, and employees kind of switch roles between stocking, running the cash register, the photomat, etc. I was planning to initiate some friendly/flirty conversation once at the counter, but first I asked if she was the cashier, and I think the way that question landed was sort of like I didn't know if she worked there, like I didn't know who she was.That, along with her commenting that we hadn't seen each other in a while. Normally, her saying that would be a very good indicator, as it shows that she at least is keeping track of me. But her saying something like that, and then registering that I just asked her if she was the cashier, like maybe I didn't even remember who she was... or maybe that I wasn't interested in friendly chit-chat, and just wanted to get down to business... anyway, it was very awkward.It was really just a conversational flub, and I should have immediately tried to fix it by engaging her in some small talk, to let her know that of course I know who she is; it's good to see you again, that's a nice outfit, something like that, but it was already awkward and she seemed to kind of shut down a little. So I get flustered and am not sure what to say. Anyway, she rings me up and I tell her to have a nice night, and I'll see her next time. As I said, the whole thing kind of threw me, and this was the best I could do at that moment.I leave the store and I'm playing the whole encounter back in my head, sorting out what had gone wrong, remembering the way I came off, the tone of her voice before and after things became awkward. At the time I wasn't sure how bad it was. Maybe it was no big deal. I made a note-to-self to make sure to be extra Warm & Friendly next time.A couple of days later I go in again. She's not working the main cash register, it's some other person. The place was kind of busy, and then she comes walking around the aisle corner and we are suddenly face-to-face, like we almost ran into each other. I'm looking at her, she's looking at me, and so I see the expression on her face the very instant she lays eyes on me. She doesn't have a second to compose herself, and so the expression is real, and it was not exactly friendly. Not hostile, but there was something there, I saw it.I gave her a very friendly "hey there", and she just keeps on, doesn't respond. Of course, the store was pretty busy, and she had to handle the other cash register, which had a line at that point. So maybe that was all it was, I'm thinking, she was just too busy to deal with me.Well, I went in again last night, and it was just her working the main register, no other customers around. Before I have a chance to say hi, she says "Welcome to Walgreens" which kind of throws me off a little. Welcome to Walgreens? Uh-oh. In a very formal way she asks if she can help me, responding to me exactly as if I were a complete stranger. She no longer remembered which brand I wanted, and she even referred to me as "sir". Twice. She called me "sir" when asking what brand, and then afterward saying something like "goodnight sir".So, yeah. A total freeze-out.So it wasn't my imagination. Apparently there had been a connection, and apparently my little blunder really rubbed her the wrong way. Maybe she thought I actually didn't know who she was. Maybe she thought I was freezing her out for some reason.I still don't know if there was any attraction on her part, but the fact that she very clearly froze me out indicates that there very well might have been. Maybe she was hoping I'd ask for her number, but instead asked "are you the cashier?" like a freaking idiot. Or maybe she had no romantic intentions, but was still offended by my failure to acknowledge the friendly connection.Now I don't know what to do, or if there's anything I can do. I've thought of things like asking her if I did something wrong, but that seems pretty weak. I thought maybe I could tell her I was sorry about that awkward exchange we had before, or try to explain what happened, but I think it's too late for that. I play it out in my imagination, but every time I run it, it comes out bad, and extremely awkward.I thought maybe I could just keep coming in and make a point to always be very friendly with her, and maybe eventually I'd have another chance with her. Based on all of my experiences with females, this seems unlikely. Or maybe if I catch her when the store isn't busy, I could say something like "Hey. So listen. I like you. I thought we had a connection, but then I said something stupid, etc..."If I did this, if I just sprung this on her when she wasn't expecting it, I'd say there's a very good chance that her response would be that she had no idea what I was talking about. That would be intensely humiliating for me, and it might also make her very uncomfortable. I kind of hate to do something like that, to put someone in a position like that at their place of work.I'm puzzled. I feel like whatever I try to do would be kind of a longshot, but I just really don't want to let this one go. Not over a meaningless, stupid little blunder. Anybody have any ideas?(Just read this back and realized the length. If you actually read all this, thank you!)Thanks! via /r/dating_advice

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DAYSIGN | TWIXTLAB

Daysign workshop at TwixtLab within the context of ENTERart. 22, 23 & 29 November, 2014, Athens, Greece.

Participants: Io Chaviara, Sophia Grigoriadou, Elia Kalogianni, Dimitra Kondylatou, Afroditi Koutrouditsou, Stefania Latsi, Antrianna Moutoula, Stefanos Papadakis, Eleni Papagaroufali, Maroula Papanastasi, Erikos Petrou, Dimitris Poulakis, Simon Prasinos, Panagiotis Skalkotos, Walklamp.

Dimitra Kondylatou

Initial plan: A day staring at the sea. In situ redesigned. Chosen spot: Akti Vouliagmenis – entrance fee: 4€. A public good that has been decided and turned into a private-for payment luxury resource. In return for the money I gave at the entrance I decide to “buy” some sea water. I decide to transport it to another place, with a similar type of property --> A' Cemetery of Athens. I clean a grave with the collected sea water. Chosen grave: HENRY MARDEN, MISSIONARY OF THE AMERICAN BOARD IN TURKEY BORN NEW BOSTON NH DEC. 9. 1837, DIED ATHENS MAY. 18. 1890 HE GAVE HIS ALL FOR CHRIST. In return for the water I brought, I “steal/get” a stone from Henry's grave.

A flow of change from public to private, a constant exchange of natural resources-free goods, a transaction with live and dead, minor rituals addressed to “mute and unactioned” receivers.

Maroula Papanastasi, Eleni Papagaroufali

Pretending to be homeless and horrified by the idea to find myself sleeping in the street, I went downtown Athens and asked pedestrians for information about some place offering hospitality to the homeless. In this painful effort I was accompanied by Eleni, who played the role of a woman willing to help me find someone who could give me this information. People’s responses ranged from ‘I don’t want to know what happens’ to ‘go to the church’ or ‘the municipality of Athens’ to ‘come to my parents’ home’ – as a young woman, Martha, said.

Antrianna Moutoula

-Saturday 22nd November 2014, Amsterdam -three people around -ask them to write five words each -spend the whole Sunday, 23rd November 2014 using only these 15 words. -take the tram 2 times, do 4 hours of theater, buy turkish pizza, buy filters in Albert Heijn, meet a friend.

dialogue 1.

her: hello me: hello her: can I help you? me: her: this one? me: yes her: 2 euros please me: her: thank you, goodbye me: hello

dialogue 2.

her: hello me: hello her: how are you? me: sun.

dialogue 3.

her 1: bla bla her 2: bla him: bla bla bla me: yes her 3: bla all together: bla blaa bla bla me:

Stefanos Papadakis

I went to a random school and threw a big rock through a glass.Then i went to a playground and burnt four swings and a seesaw. I just wanted to do something that i would never do in any other occasion, something noticeably violent. We all do this kind of stuff...

Simon Prasinos (with Stefania Latsi)

Our day began in Porto-Rafti with us making our box-like suit. We drove all the way to Athens, parked at Thiseio,wore our boxlike outfits and started walking towards Syntagma square. In the meantime we where asking from random people who encountered to share with us one thought of theirs. We had drawn everyone's attention, but only a few people agreed to share with us. We reached Syntagma square and made a stop at the Mac Donald's. The girl who served us got scared when she saw us, and asked in English "what are you?" and " what do you want?". We told her that we are taking part in an artistic project and wanted her to share with us one thought of hers, and also a milkshake. We only got the milkshake from her. Finally, we spent some time in Syntagma and then returned to Thiseio through Plaka and Acropoli. I decided that in my next "daysign", I'd like to ask from people to tell me "what I do?" and "what am I doing?" , But this time without wearing my boxlike suit.

Panagiotis Skalkotos

How to plan ahead one day in order to make it unique? How do you understand this uniqueness and which are its limits? My parents got divorced before i was born. I grew up in an adjacent building of the villa Levidi at Pallini with my mother and my grandparents. My father lives at Gerakas. I chose as the place of my unique day the pool of the abandoned villa Levidi, which after I cleaned, I put a table and three chairs. One for each of my parents and one for me. The access to the inside of the pool is made via a ladder, which I put to the place. The goal is for all of us to be at the same place, to talk and, lastly, to leave them there, alone, simply by exiting the pool and taking the ladder with me.

Elia Kalogianni, Afroditi Koutrouditsou

We wanted to take each tram from the Central Station and go to the last stop of each line. This effort failed not only due to our financial difficulty- which at first we ignored- but also because we faced other problems such as the lack of cooperation by the others. People immediately started treating us like tourists based on our clothes and the fact we carried cameras. After that we decided we wanted to leave our mark in the city by visiting places we don’t visit often and leave some basic traits of ourselves such as our height, our zodiac signs and also phrases we use in our daily lives.

Elia Kalogianni

“Do something extraordinary”. Everything that I came up with did not seem special enough. So I decided to spend my Sunday hurting myself. The truth is that as a person I am an introvert meaning that I don’t really express myself verbally when I am in a bad mood. I wondered how it would be if I willingly hurt my own body, since my desire to experience certain emotion which I wouldn’t be able to do without the motive “I can do something crazy and unusual today.” This led me to step barefeet onto broken glass, to scratch my arm with my nails ‘till it bled, to bang my head on a wall etc. It is not part of my interests to continue this in the form it has right now but it makes me want to deepen in the future in subjects as “my body”, “projecting emotions”, “communication”, “solitude”, “woman”.

Dimitris Poulakis

POTHEADS SUCK

I draw the phrase 'potheads suck' in a 50x70 paper, i cut and glued it in my neighbourhood's square, where guys who smoke weed hang out. Right after i poured pure alcohol on it and let it on fire. It was a symbolic attack on my 'enemies', a memontary violation of their space.

Erikos Petrou

I started the day, having decided to apply my daysign, the planning of the extraordinary day which I had thought off, the previous day at the workshop. I got a small grill, coall, a couple of pencils, papers, sketchbooks and I got off at the metro station of Thisseio. At that street every Sunday all the street is full of people that hustle ,putting on their tables and selling their handmade stuff, and all kind of street art and antiques. These people wake up from five am to fint the best spot at the street. I had called a friend of mine to bring his guitar. I approached a group of these street traders and propose them the idea of setting up the grill putting coall and throwing meat to cook and having a feast. They were excited when they saw the grill but they started teasing me and they couldn’t stop laughing. They said that could get them in trouble so they gave a different idea of feast instead. I went to a corner shop and bought two litres of Raki, feta cheese, olives , spinach pie, and bread from the bakery. At once a table was set up, and everyone started eating and drinking and as soon as my friend with the guitar came everyone started singing non stop. The feast was ready. I had the chance to sketch everyone as different characters, as I was asking them the following question. If you were a comic character what would you like to be. After many hours of singing and drinking, after I hade a couple of good sketches, and while the traders were taking their goods of their tables and call it a day, we said goodnight, and they responded: See you next sunday.