Originally posted by Seitse Hey, Arrival had its thing.
Although I'd been becoming increasingly aware of just how different men and women are--- sometimes it really seems as though we are from two different species--- this movie indirectly underscores this phenomenon.
The fact is, women feel things on a level so far above what men typically are capable of feeling, similar to someone with preternatural hearing or vision which sees broader spectrums of color.
I know of one particular woman whose intuition is so uncanny, I find myself thinking she has predictive powers.
The panoply of emotions she moves and breathes in is so heady, so transcendent, it seems nearly alien.
Originally posted by Seitse He's so handsome. In an autistic kind of way. Minus the Ryan Gosling-esque
male beauty. And a small penis. Likely.
Like your much younger half-brother channelling a sleeping Paul Lynde in his Hollywood Squares era during the #607-#707 appearances only.
He is, after all, an artiste.
Manchester by the sea
24 Feb '17 18:31
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