Would you, knowing you truly - inner thoughts and emotions and all - want to be with yourself? Would you allow yourself to be vulnerable to inconsistencies of you?
If I’m being honest. I wouldn’t bet on myself to count to be emotionally consistent in a relationship…
I’m not sure how I feel about that.
Now when I say this, I digress that I am a completely faithful lover in regards to physically and in the sense of “having eyes for” that one person at a time. However, my soul remains to scream it’s neverending itch of discontent for an unsourceable factor. That maybe it’s best that I should be alone.
But I know if that’s how I am, then I shouldn’t expect anything different from anyone else. And I suppose I’m okay with that.
It’s just a bit lonely having that introspective on life and relationships..
As much as I’m enjoying season 7, I ‘m starting to feel like Doctor Who has lost a sense of repercussions and rules to their plot solutions. “Oh, I just made a character development milestone - that I’m gonna just take back immediately and pretend it didn’t happen.” Not cool.
Let’s stop rebooting the universe please. Its becoming a bloody pulp of a plot thene
“They are nothing but objects of dynamics to the Goddesses. Playing pieces in time that have lost their right to be anything other than legendary embodiments of their assigned virtues.”—Writing a dark take on LOZ - OOT (main)/reflective of all incarnates. Will post link soon
My fellow Doctor Who fans are buzzing as much as I am about who Clara is and what’s gonna happen when THE question is asked. A lot of theories are being thrown out there and after viewing these and spending way too much time researching this, these seems to be the most evident connections:
There is definitely something being built up with The Great Intelligence (a classic Who foe that has been making appearances quite often lately)
Aslo - I think it’s safe to say that there are clues hidden all the way back from the 5th season - considering that is when the Silence was first brought up. Way to pull an extreme RTD. Who knew?!
IT IS DRIVING ME NUTS ON WHO THE DOCTOR REALLY IS!
Best Clara Theories Iv’e read:
- She is a well conceived trap for the Doctor with all his favorite traits from old companions. She’s been specially created to lure him
- She is a projection (idea) the Doctor created with all his favorite past companion traits
THINGS TO NOTE:
- Clara isn’t getting aliens translations from the TARDIS
- Everything with Clara has been telepathically themed
- 23 is important
-In Asylum of the Daleks - A drop of green glowy slim drips nonchalantly onto Rory’s face before he gets up to investigate.
-The Doctor actually mentions ”granddaughter” in TRoA. This doesn’t seem like just some script fluff. It seems like an important undertone. Will Susan be making a reappearance?
- There have already been 2 major attempts at the Doctor’s life by the Silence. They aren’t defeated yet.
Edith Ryan has always dreamed of walking among her distant cousins of Earth. After years of hard work, her dreams become a reality as she is admitted to help planet Earth in their transition into a galactic society. However, non of her training could begin to prepare her for the wonderful and terrifying experience of becoming human.
…. My mouth hangs open as I stare upon the burning planet below, vaguely recognising the voice of my ship’s Automated Diligent Onboard Manifest.
"Evelyn Grayce." says the smooth voice of the interface.
I barely snap out of my stupor to acknowledge the damned artificial intelligence that will surely push my temperament in the years to come.
"Yes, Adom," I reply weakly, watching the atmosphere clog with soot. No doubt it will be suffocating the last of the population in a brutally slow extermination.
"Vital signs read healthy. Heart rate is slightly higher than the required pace. I recommend that you get some rest in the med bay."
"Please allow me to mourn the destruction of my people in peace." I reply flatly. "Dismiss yourself."
I am met with the silence of an empty observation deck, left to observe the last remaining moments of civilization. Of my home. The massive, dusty red and blue planet, forth in line from the home star.
War is such a vile invention. What good has it brought the masses? Advantages for the exclusive few and even they have perished under their strategies.
Foul. - A most pure hatred boils within my veins. A hatred now only for the deceased and uncaring to receive.
I am alone. Utterly and totally the sole survivor of my entire planet. Why me?
…Because I am a genius - and in that I was provided an opportunity, by the very powers I so despised.
Oh, to see their faces when I outwitted their so called bullet proof escape plan. When they realized I was not their salvation but in truth their personally appointed judge and executioner.
How sweet it is to enact justice on the wicked. Their sorry, pleading and pathetic wails of cowardice as they became aware of their fate is just a small consolation to this epic tragedy.
I glance once more at my dear, beloved homeland before I shun it completely out of my mind and move forward.
I have a mission. It is to ensure the renewal of my species.
I walk into flight deck, passing the only other living entity that I shall share the next three years with. The tree has grown well in the time it took to develop this ship. It will be a valueable companion.
I come to stand before the dash, reading the system’s briefings. Two months and twenty days until arrived orbit. Two years and eight months to prepare colonization.
This the day one world ends and another is born.
"Adom, set us on course for departure. Destination: third planet from the sun."