I was reading Kawabata's speech "Japan, the Beautiful and Myself" this evening for a class, but was having trouble concentrating. This caused me to initiate the following strange conversation with my friend P, which amused me so that I have transcribed it here.
Me: I so love my french pop techno
Me: I was just reading a passage for class about Japanese poet monks in the 1100's
Me: "The winter moon comes from the clouds to keep me company. The wind is percing, the snow is cold."
Me: They obviously didn't have Yellie to keep them company
Him: hahah
Me: Reading that stuff really reminds me how awesome the present is and also makes me wonder how much more cool the future would be
Him: Hahah
Him: lol, I figure we've peaked
Him: shut down the patent office, we're done

Me: Oh pish posh, they said in the 20's that we had reached "the true epitome of man"
Me: And yet I really like space ships
Him: have you ever been in one? I suspect I'd find them terrifying
Me: I suspect I'd mitigate that terror with SPACE BEING FUCKING AWESOME
Me: Myoe the poet monk didn't even know what space WAS
Me: He just thought the dark was some god stuffing the planet down his jock strap or something
Him: how very poetic of you
Me: "The winter, night so cold - and yet - Lo I see the pubes of Ameterasu and I am warmed"
Him: that's weird molly
Me: I know, Ameterasu isn't even a god
MeI meant Amaterasu!
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