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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
"We have a physical body. In that case, yes, eating and drinking is necessary. Though, I'm not quite sure why we must have a body." He could think quite well without it. If he was a consciousness and if the philosopher's notes were right in saying he has an eternal soul, then what was the point of a body? "Or even, why I am who I am."
At this point Ivan's seafoam gaze hardened and he noticeably stiffened. Oh, he loved Aurum as the way a good nephew should, but the more Ivan thought about this, the more he became angry that Aurum was able to transcend physicality to do the impossible, to be a male and be pregnant. That wasn't fair. How come Ivan was born a domestic cat — and a very skinny one at that! — while others had the ability to change their body on a whim? What a lousy lot in life he had been given!
Here, Ivan, He imagined his creator saying. We'll give you a loving family, and the best parents you can ask for, but you must suffer in a world full of contradictions and sufferings while being completely and utterly NORMAL. But let's add a little genius on the side, just so you specifically can understand these contradictions and be tormented by them. If Ivan could, he would want to be a human. He wouldn't care where, but he did have a lovely fantasy of Paris, France. Ivan spaced out for a moment, easily visualizing the images he studied from photograph books in the library.
"A lot of things don't make sense." He admitted with a sigh, shrugging his bony shoulders nonchalantly as he tried to enter into the conversation again. "Everyone has to eat, that is true. It makes it all the more difficult. If one's life must be given up, it should be done honorably as food and nothing else." As they neared the tavern, he felt weak to his stomach.
"But if I am going to eat with you, I'd prefer to switch to a different conversation." Ivan lowered his face as if in shame. That was one weak point, perhaps. He would rather not upset himself over food during eating, because he was, unlike his father, a carnivore. "It seems that bars can be crossed in nature here. I've seen many things that have defied nature and and physics." And maybe Caustic would pick up on Ivan's recent infuriation with what he called in his eyes, Aurum's cheat. He now was a bit at a lost and was now fishing for another one of Caustic's ideas to refute and debate.
At this point Ivan's seafoam gaze hardened and he noticeably stiffened. Oh, he loved Aurum as the way a good nephew should, but the more Ivan thought about this, the more he became angry that Aurum was able to transcend physicality to do the impossible, to be a male and be pregnant. That wasn't fair. How come Ivan was born a domestic cat — and a very skinny one at that! — while others had the ability to change their body on a whim? What a lousy lot in life he had been given!
Here, Ivan, He imagined his creator saying. We'll give you a loving family, and the best parents you can ask for, but you must suffer in a world full of contradictions and sufferings while being completely and utterly NORMAL. But let's add a little genius on the side, just so you specifically can understand these contradictions and be tormented by them. If Ivan could, he would want to be a human. He wouldn't care where, but he did have a lovely fantasy of Paris, France. Ivan spaced out for a moment, easily visualizing the images he studied from photograph books in the library.
"A lot of things don't make sense." He admitted with a sigh, shrugging his bony shoulders nonchalantly as he tried to enter into the conversation again. "Everyone has to eat, that is true. It makes it all the more difficult. If one's life must be given up, it should be done honorably as food and nothing else." As they neared the tavern, he felt weak to his stomach.
"But if I am going to eat with you, I'd prefer to switch to a different conversation." Ivan lowered his face as if in shame. That was one weak point, perhaps. He would rather not upset himself over food during eating, because he was, unlike his father, a carnivore. "It seems that bars can be crossed in nature here. I've seen many things that have defied nature and and physics." And maybe Caustic would pick up on Ivan's recent infuriation with what he called in his eyes, Aurum's cheat. He now was a bit at a lost and was now fishing for another one of Caustic's ideas to refute and debate.