Out of context quoting.
was a direct response to,
which isn’t about the myths; it’s about us and our state of being.
This is why I don’t talk to you anymore, Arrendis. It’s not because you’re an arrogant snot talking down to people; I can deal with that.
It’s because you’re not honest anymore, if you ever were.
Arguments with you are all about perception-- that is, illusion-- not reality. It’s not an exploration with you; it’s just a fight. And because you weave half your arguments out of ephemera, there’s nothing much I feel like I ought to learn from you. There’s not enough insight to be worth sifting through all the trickery, especially since I’m pretty sure a lot of it isn’t as simple and stupid as what you did above.
I wonder what you really think-- of me, of a lot of stuff. Are you sad? Are you enjoying yourself?
I can’t tell. I don’t expect I ever will.
Trust is always a calculated risk, but you’re a bad bet even at the level of an argument.
That does make me sad, but not enough to be willing to engage with you beyond taking such a perfect opportunity to point out what you’ve become.
Goodbye. Again.