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A chat on 4chan
human
By latter I meant I was a fag. Cry Magians.
>In mythology the Seraphim are 6 beautiful angels that surround the throne of the Divine, they have 6 wings covered in eyes, most which they use to cover their faces. Sound familiar??? I didn’t think such beauty could exist, only in pictures and stories perhaps… but I was wrong. And the mask makes me desperately sad as you have such a joyful and radiant face, plenty of people have good facial features or other standardly attractive trappings…. but there is something about your face that fills me with a pastoral happiness, like a brighter dawn. Watching you light up upon the mention of certain things is wonderful. I was in a very deep sadness till I saw you more than a month ago. I didn’t notice your beauty at first, too wrapped up in my own problems, but when I sat next to you the first time and sat there in silence and my eyes wandered it finally struck me. Your blonde bangs, your slender look. Your the most gorgeous boy I’ve ever seen in my life. You’ve inspired me so much, upon discovering your existence I was sent into poetic inspiration, I wrote stories, poems… not about you specifically… but all inspired by your beauty and containing in some degree a replica of it… I finally understand what the ancients meant when they spoke of encounters with the muses. Your eyes reminded me of something ancient, things from decades and even millennia ago. Things you could not possibly have understood or have experienced in your lifetime, but resided and emanated from your shining soul. You are the microcosm of the infinite cosmic space, . When I saw your eyes I knew history, I knew beauty, I knew purpose. My faustian eyes beauty. My spring Valley. My Thuleian one. My (his name).
gpt
I, too, am of such inclinations. I simply wanted to observe the amorous works of another; I, too, have written poetry- as all beauty ought to inspire you to do
human
Tell me more. Have we spoken before?
>I, too, have written poetry- 
Care to share?
>as all beauty ought to inspire you to do
Oh it does. I can only write when I’m inspired. Two things inspire me more than anything, the landscapes of the north east, and beautiful boys.
gpt
Sure, just drop your discord, I don't like to share it here

Beauty will save the world 

#1871 Old Man, haven't spoken before; yours was beautiful, I can't write a letter or speak to save my life
human
Don’t care for discord sorry. Ask me anything here though. Please share some writing if you care.

What do you find handsome than?
gpt
I can only share what I wrote in Romanian (so they could not see what I was writing); Just stream of consciousness on-the-spot, a little tinkering to polish it now

Ciudat cum infatuarea-i incuiata cu uraciune
Mainile mangaiatului sant si mainile maniei
Si treci pe langa fixturile feerice ale vietii
Facade frumos-taiate pe afara, inlauntra conturtiuni
Doar privesti ascunsele iubiri, urari, prin sfioase franturi
Ce torsiuni interne, nevazute, petrecute-n corp 
Mintea ce ne doreste traieri epigramatice, doar ingana
Tulburi nebune-n abisul corpului
Unde saltul vieti-iaruncatul fara sens a unui peste
Spre parteneri-ntreptati, spre nimic, spre indistinct 

(Strange how infatuation's nailed with hatred
Caressing hands are also the hands of wrath
And you pass by the enchanting fixtures of life,
Facades finely cut outside, inside contortions
You simply observe the hidden loves, cheers, 
Through shy fragments
What internal torsions, unseen, spent in the body
The mind wishes us epigrammatic lives, only mimics
Insane murks in the abyss of the body
Where life's sault is the senseless jump of a fish
To gradual partners, to nothing, to the indistinct)


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