This is one of the awesomest comments I have ever, ever received, holy shit. I LOVE IT, this lucid articulation of what I have drowned in metaphor hahaha. Yes, no initial attachment to his form, to his language and script! FROM METONYMY TO MUTE, that is great, I love that. What is a message without the message? Or what is the message without words? Or what is a letter without a message? I'm not sure which phrasing would convey my intention. I think all of them can in some capacity. What happens when the center cannot hold? What is the right question? I reckon it's like killing the messenger but worse.
Cas is totally robot. If Supernatural were a scifi show, Cas would be the android who is learning to be a real boy. In that sense, and in the sense of his fic, Cas is nothing but a function, a tool to function. So maybe there is the question I am looking for. What happens when you can't use a hammer as a hammer?
knows a little something about making things move, the songs of the open road. A+ I didn't even think of that, hahaha. Awesome.
Castiel as codex! There is another fic unto itself. I dunno, I have a soft spot for creator/creation stories, yanno? I was commentficcing that (http://lassiterfics.livejournal.com/137408.html?thread=2618304#t2618304), I might spin this out into something more full-length. Like, initially freedom is a sad and terrifying and lonely thing especially for a creature like Castiel. At first it just feels like abandonment.
sometimes Castiel needs to be re-transcribed, the broken bits filled with conjecture and footnotes, little works of attention and love. That attention and love that started with God, but ended with his words, spun out and patched and bruised and beaten and returning ever to him. Anyone, really, would weep. <333333333 I looooooooooooove yooooooouuuuuuuuu.
Thank you very much for the magnificence of your comment.
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Cas is totally robot. If Supernatural were a scifi show, Cas would be the android who is learning to be a real boy. In that sense, and in the sense of his fic, Cas is nothing but a function, a tool to function. So maybe there is the question I am looking for. What happens when you can't use a hammer as a hammer?
knows a little something about making things move, the songs of the open road.
A+ I didn't even think of that, hahaha. Awesome.
Castiel as codex! There is another fic unto itself. I dunno, I have a soft spot for creator/creation stories, yanno? I was commentficcing that (http://lassiterfics.livejournal.com/137408.html?thread=2618304#t2618304), I might spin this out into something more full-length. Like, initially freedom is a sad and terrifying and lonely thing especially for a creature like Castiel. At first it just feels like abandonment.
sometimes Castiel needs to be re-transcribed, the broken bits filled with conjecture and footnotes, little works of attention and love.
That attention and love that started with God, but ended with his words, spun out and patched and bruised and beaten and returning ever to him.
Anyone, really, would weep.
<333333333 I looooooooooooove yooooooouuuuuuuuu.
Thank you very much for the magnificence of your comment.