INTRINSIC
Terse and succinct: she said, “If you are not hot, you are not hot, smart or not.” There is something comprehensive, a redefinition, that notion of appraisal, an apotheosis of time contained, inherently gone, no subdivisional element: heat is there or not. Assumptions rest enabled, opened to consider, argued that the heat can come with kindness and wit, that a uniformity of truth and care can start to make you drip; of course, the analytical one wants good talk at breakfast and not outsource gentile overtures, but such does not make you feel life, the wet, the force.
“Smart” and “original” prefigured a polemical push where nothing prevails analogous to anything as in when not specifically signified, the “copy” rests in a “that’s it” aspiration and the rejected “no one wants you, fuck one” just does not get fucked. So easy, a discourse stopped by the self-evident, but she or he who fucks for dessert demoralizes the dealers, to an unvarying rhetoric that carries precedents so marked as just that, precedents.