I Still Have A Lot Of Things I Want To Make. The Art In Monster Is So Detailed And Beautiful That Just

MONSTER EDIT

I'm sure what's crazy is probably this world.

Ruminating on how the "computer" in Inspector Lunge's brain works and its existence in personal social situations, like him typing in private moments he wants to remember. In particular, I wonder whether or not he stores visual information in this "computer", because by the way he types the information into his head I would assume that no, he can't "store" complete visual information that way. Thinking about how maybe his visual memory pales in comparison to the computer-like memory he has for written facts. Maybe it's hard for him to remember what his family looked like back when they were all together, happier, and younger, or him trying and failing to memorize the colours of a sunset. Is he good at remembering faces? I imagine him sometime after Ruhenheim trying to visualize Grimmer's face and failing to make a coherent picture in his head. He tries to draw a picture, but he can't get it quite right that way, either.

Heinrich Runge EDIT | MONSTER

For him who is more obsessive than anyone else, yet still human.

Runge EDIT Pt.1

A Love Letter to Type 5

To the Ever-Curious,

           There is something about you, sweet lover, that I just can’t put my finger on. Like a mystery I’ve already read but that I can’t quite remember the ending to, you astonish me.

           Observant and free-thinking—you radiate open-mindedness. But it’s also OK to not care for the things that other people seem to think are so important. You just need to develop the confidence necessary to know that you are not the only one to have these thoughts. And you’re not “crazy.”

            As hard-working as they come, you could never be useless. Never helpless. Never incompetent. And although you can come across to others as tundra-esque, it is not your fault that they do not understand your aloofness.

           I know that you struggle to relate to others—that, sometimes, emotions feel so foreign to you—but that does not mean that you don’t have just the biggest heart. And I see—beyond the skyline nestled in your irises—that you are trying. I would never discount the efforts you are putting in.

           When afforded the opportunity for alone time, you take it. And I would never dream of withholding that from you. So you best believe that I know, with everything you have inside of you, that when you give up your alone time to spend it with me—that’s something very special. I cherish that—and you.

           It is OK to ask for help, stubborn one. And it’s OK if you ask it of me. I will never see you as lesser because you do not understand or because you require the kind of assistance that we all do from time to time. I will never see you as incapable just because you have a question. And I could never write you off just because you didn’t quite “get it” the first go around.

           Connect with me, lover. Let me feel the way you think—the way you process—and let me relish it.

I need you in the same ways that you need understanding,

r.h.

P.S. Don’t lose your spark. Don’t let people squash your curiosity. You are allowed to be curious. You are allowed to ask questions, and if people can’t accept that, then they’re not the right people for you.

Song: Five by Sleeping at Last

Song: Strangers Like Me by Phil Collins

Blue

Love makes a couple look alike pt.2

Love makes a couple look alike