I'm such a pyromaniac
*staaaares at the six tea lights she's got sitting next to her computer* Ooooh... fire... prettyyyyy...
I've noticed that I seem to find it relaxing to be around things that theoretically could kill me without my being able to do much about it, but probably won't. The ocean, for example, and flying. Whenever I get in an airplane I have the same thought process; I look around, realize that hey, this thing could totally go down in a giant fireball, realize there's not much I can do about it, and then proceed to snuggle into my seat and read for the rest of the flight. And so far, none of my airplanes have gone down in giant fireballs. Or when I can see the ocean, I look at the water, realize that I could easily drown in it, then meditate happily on the transience of life and the agelessness of natural phenomena.
Fire isn't typically intimidating- there's little chance that those tea lights are going to turn me into a giant fireball, really. (Not that there's a huge chance that I'll die in an airplane crash, or that I'll drown, tbh- I'm at a higher risk every time I get into a car, I suspect) But I still look at it and think, hey, that could be dangerous; but I'm taking normal fire precautions, so even if something happens, there's not much more I can do about it. And flames are really quite uniquely pretty, the way they have a shape, but a fluid one, and the way they're so responsive to airflow.
*sighs happily*
Three of the tea lights have been reduced to liquefied wax, but they're still burning. Wax has such an interesting texture when it's just partially hard, didja know that? :D
I've noticed that I seem to find it relaxing to be around things that theoretically could kill me without my being able to do much about it, but probably won't. The ocean, for example, and flying. Whenever I get in an airplane I have the same thought process; I look around, realize that hey, this thing could totally go down in a giant fireball, realize there's not much I can do about it, and then proceed to snuggle into my seat and read for the rest of the flight. And so far, none of my airplanes have gone down in giant fireballs. Or when I can see the ocean, I look at the water, realize that I could easily drown in it, then meditate happily on the transience of life and the agelessness of natural phenomena.
Fire isn't typically intimidating- there's little chance that those tea lights are going to turn me into a giant fireball, really. (Not that there's a huge chance that I'll die in an airplane crash, or that I'll drown, tbh- I'm at a higher risk every time I get into a car, I suspect) But I still look at it and think, hey, that could be dangerous; but I'm taking normal fire precautions, so even if something happens, there's not much more I can do about it. And flames are really quite uniquely pretty, the way they have a shape, but a fluid one, and the way they're so responsive to airflow.
*sighs happily*
Three of the tea lights have been reduced to liquefied wax, but they're still burning. Wax has such an interesting texture when it's just partially hard, didja know that? :D