that was no way to live. But
even as I found that that was no way to live, I recognized there was no
other way to live in the context. With an emotion-based being, your only
choices are to narcotize her with a steady stream of cheerful, musical
expression or manufacture a chaotic mixture of emotional portrayals to
--wake her up-- (--awake-- being a purely relative term, of course, in
referring to emotion-based beings). You can try being sensible and
reasonable but all you're going to get back is an emotion-based
portrayal of sense and reason having nothing to do with sense and
reason. An emotion-based being just attempts to reflect and/or portray
what little emotion she can discern in sense and reason (--sombre,--
--serious,-- --earnest,-- --non-musical--) and attaches the portrayal to
an arbitrary stream of musical vocalizations having nothing to do with
the subject at hand. This invariably provokes extreme impatience in the
non-emotion-based being, to whose impatient expressions the
emotion-based being will invariably respond: --Why are you getting so
angry?-- Impatience is not a happy emotion, but an identifiable one for
an emotion-based being: --I was singing your sombre, serious, earnest,
non-musical song with you and now you're angry. Why don't you just sing
a cheerful song instead so we can both be happy?-- To the emotion-based
being, this makes perfect sense.
(All lengthy and thorough explanations being digressional, at this point
the fellow asked, --Is this like that book Men Are From Mars, Women Are
From Venus?-- To his credit, he hadn't actually read the