Micro Soft Words
Let the weak say I am strong, let the poor say I am rich, let the blind say I can see. It’s what the Lord has done in me.
My words appear furiously on screen as I have read it on peoples’ lips. Fast and furious as only our hands and fingers can manage it. Hopefully my facial muscles can keep up. And my sense of sight, smell, taste, touch, can they keep up too? I must say that they have done well by me so far.Television and books tell me that the hands of the mute dance gracefully in the air. Their fingers are long and slender, pale as though vulnerable and expressing more adequately than verbal speech can ever do so. My fingers are fat and stumpy. Pale, and/but pasty’s more the word. One doesn’t need beautiful fingers to talk, really. -- Louise
But to dig your nose, now thats a different story. When I see gross lumps as fingers being stuffed into the nasal cavity, it makes me want to scream; not that i really know what the meaning of the word really encompasses. This act must be undertaken by slender, petite members, graceful in execution of even such a grosteque consequence. Viewing people dig their nose in public is a bit like rare bird-watching. So strictly enforced as socially unacceptable in most cultures. In a crude sense, i would like to see more people with nice fingers dig their noses in public.
The whole scene kind of freezes as if indicating that people have a radar tuned to social intolerance. They smirk in disgust and display eye movements suggesting superiority to the nose-digging culprit. I find it comforting actually, to see someone being the brunt of foolish prejudice. The inadequacy of others drives me to accept myself. But i will never dig my own nose in public, i am already too often the object of disapproving stares. And my fingers, they are so horribly ugly.
"On the one hand, eliminating the middleman would result in lower costs, increased sales, and greater consumer satisfaction, on the other hand, we're the middlemen."
Completed by Abel
My words appear furiously on screen as I have read it on peoples’ lips. Fast and furious as only our hands and fingers can manage it. Hopefully my facial muscles can keep up. And my sense of sight, smell, taste, touch, can they keep up too? I must say that they have done well by me so far.Television and books tell me that the hands of the mute dance gracefully in the air. Their fingers are long and slender, pale as though vulnerable and expressing more adequately than verbal speech can ever do so. My fingers are fat and stumpy. Pale, and/but pasty’s more the word. One doesn’t need beautiful fingers to talk, really. -- Louise
But to dig your nose, now thats a different story. When I see gross lumps as fingers being stuffed into the nasal cavity, it makes me want to scream; not that i really know what the meaning of the word really encompasses. This act must be undertaken by slender, petite members, graceful in execution of even such a grosteque consequence. Viewing people dig their nose in public is a bit like rare bird-watching. So strictly enforced as socially unacceptable in most cultures. In a crude sense, i would like to see more people with nice fingers dig their noses in public.
The whole scene kind of freezes as if indicating that people have a radar tuned to social intolerance. They smirk in disgust and display eye movements suggesting superiority to the nose-digging culprit. I find it comforting actually, to see someone being the brunt of foolish prejudice. The inadequacy of others drives me to accept myself. But i will never dig my own nose in public, i am already too often the object of disapproving stares. And my fingers, they are so horribly ugly.
"On the one hand, eliminating the middleman would result in lower costs, increased sales, and greater consumer satisfaction, on the other hand, we're the middlemen."
Completed by Abel
posted by efarmer at 9:59:00 PM
5 Comments:
haha... wonderful continuation . The more I read it the more I think that it's such warped perspective and stance on human beings-Lou
haha!! aiyoh so disgusting ah! such a distinction from Lousie's gentle, decent description on the use of our fingers.. haha. but on hindsight, i kinda like the way you write it. is that what you call black humour? i dunno.. still not so clear on that one.
Hello Miss Wong,
Hope you learned how to spell my name. I have linked you on my blog as well. Have fun, hope your brother and fiance not too badly traumatised.
dense version of nose picking. makes u think how many noses u've seen picked already. U're so annoying man abel. haha.
Hi Abel,
Your post got me thinking "surely there must be more than one way to clean your nose". Well ... there is. Watch the video here!!!
PS. It doesn't involve a finger but you have to do exercises after???
Weird .....
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