Is there a reason I shouldn't? Of course, again, you're not obligated to answer anything you don't want to. Keeping your life private isn't a bad thing either.
[Why does he keep answering questions with other questions? He can't even come up with one good reason why he'd like to know him. Sunny gets it, but...]
"I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neither sense of life or joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems; Even the dearest that I loved the best Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky."
[Unexpected. This is a whole poem - the reverence for it apparent in the care of its reiteration. Coming from someone who only seemed capable of chat speak - he's somewhat impressed.]
It's a poignant take on human loneliness. I can see why you like it. There's a great deal of emotion in it.
[It's not uncommon to seek out sad content - the internet is full of advert filled sob stories and movies who master the art tend to garner fame through awards. It's a shared human experience that all can relate to.]
There's an appeal I can understand - sadness is an emotion that can elicit a strong reaction and people tend to seek those out. Is that why you enjoy them so much or is there another reason?
I have a hard time understanding the appeal of making it worse. Though I suppose it can be akin to the same sensation as morbid curiosity. Sometimes you can't help to wonder how far the depths of your feelings will go.
[Ah...Sunny fidgets in his seat, the tips of his toes tapping the floor. It's...hard to explain even without having to talk out loud; not a path Sunny's really sure that he ought to be going down...]
im not really sure havent u ever been sad so u listen to a sad song?
But I do often think about sadness and the meaning behind it. The different aspects of it and its purpose in human beings. It's quite a fun thought exercise. Philosophy has different takes on it that are fascinating.
[He does watch horror movies in the hopes of finding a jump scare that does something. The results are inconclusive and that's not befitting of his image enough to bring up.]
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its not ur fault
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[There's a pause, an anxious fidget.]
is there smth
u wanted to talk about?
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I wanted to get to know you outside of the Oracle's influence. If you're open to it, we could talk about anything you wanted to.
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do u want to know me?
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im just curious
why u want to
[Sunny simply...doesn't see the appeal.]
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thats true
what
do u want to know?
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a poem?
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"I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;
My friends forsake me like a memory lost:
I am the self-consumer of my woes—
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
Even the dearest that I loved the best
Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
A place where woman never smiled or wept
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below—above the vaulted sky."
I Am!
John Clare
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It's a poignant take on human loneliness. I can see why you like it. There's a great deal of emotion in it.
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but i like it
sad poems
are some of the best
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There's an appeal I can understand - sadness is an emotion that can elicit a strong reaction and people tend to seek those out. Is that why you enjoy them so much or is there another reason?
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i like the way
it can change how u feel
make it better
or worse
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it feels better
to feel worse
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im not
really sure
havent u ever
been sad
so u listen
to a sad song?
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But I do often think about sadness and the meaning behind it. The different aspects of it and its purpose in human beings. It's quite a fun thought exercise. Philosophy has different takes on it that are fascinating.
[He does watch horror movies in the hopes of finding a jump scare that does something. The results are inconclusive and that's not befitting of his image enough to bring up.]
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philosophy
is cool
i think that would be
really interesting
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