awwwww man!!!!!!!

i'd forgotten how irritatingly boring Daniel's return was treated. how...mundane. how insulting that was.

it should have been like this. tripoli makes you feel it. what it cost them all. how devastated Daniel is, so much so that it drives him literally insane. the refuge that he builds from the insanity. Jack's loss. his guilt. T'ealc's sense of honor, even at the cost of possibly losing Daniel again. and the quiet moments with Sam -- after Jack blows a gasket and T'ealc dodges the bullet, at the end on the steps -- moments which save me from disliking how she was not very present.

:::eyes recc'ing members of flist:::

pimps. you're all pimps.

awwwww man!!!!!!!

i'd forgotten how irritatingly boring Daniel's return was treated. how...mundane. how insulting that was.

it should have been like this. tripoli makes you feel it. what it cost them all. how devastated Daniel is, so much so that it drives him literally insane. the refuge that he builds from the insanity. Jack's loss. his guilt. T'ealc's sense of honor, even at the cost of possibly losing Daniel again. and the quiet moments with Sam -- after Jack blows a gasket and T'ealc dodges the bullet, at the end on the steps -- moments which save me from disliking how she was not very present.

:::eyes recc'ing members of flist:::

pimps. you're all pimps.

how about that road to Damascus?

expressing faith in another human being is a simple thing and yet frequently overlooked. the power of words like "i understand" have a resonance and weight far beyond their practical expression. when that faith is lost for whatever reason, the blow to one's sense of self can feel insurmountable. the journey back is one often taken in steps of infinitessimal measure.

if you have found yourself on one side of that faith or the other, stop and think about why. stop and think about the other person involved. stop and recall that the other person involved is a thinking, feeling human being. and if you find yourself heading towards Damascus, try and avoid the main road. the lightening strikes are a bitch.

how about that road to Damascus?

expressing faith in another human being is a simple thing and yet frequently overlooked. the power of words like "i understand" have a resonance and weight far beyond their practical expression. when that faith is lost for whatever reason, the blow to one's sense of self can feel insurmountable. the journey back is one often taken in steps of infinitessimal measure.

if you have found yourself on one side of that faith or the other, stop and think about why. stop and think about the other person involved. stop and recall that the other person involved is a thinking, feeling human being. and if you find yourself heading towards Damascus, try and avoid the main road. the lightening strikes are a bitch.