



A Stitch in Time
aahhh yes, what a good passage, although not nearly enough crushing on Pythas on the whole. Also– well-developed shoulder ridges as a sign of masculinity, adulthood, virility– an interesting Cardassian fact lol.
(via tinsnip)
We learn what we can from certain people, then we move on after we’ve taken what we need. When we learn nothing new about ourselves in a relationship that’s when the relationship is over. Or it’s over the moment when we’re afraid to learn something new about ourselves.

Poor, precious lizard boy. I liked ASIT, it’s a damn fine piece of literature. I also liked how he was sad and confused most of the book. I can relate to that
- Why did you bring the bees in the house anyway?
- Varroa mites are a pernicious threat to the colony. I intended a thorough inspection, as well as an application of baker’s sugar as a preventative measure.

Scribbilie of trying to figure out what Palandine looks like. I tried using the actress Kimberly Guerrero as a reference. Sort of. A little bit.
Long before it was revealed that you were genetically “enhanced,” I recognized in you an intelligence, a capacity for understanding that I found lacking in other humans. As much as the subject irritates you, you have not been so much genetically enhanced as “arranged.”
The people who did this to you had specific reasons, which you have long since outgrown. And having assimilated these changes you’ve accommodated yourself to this “arrangement” according to the demands of your life. For me, this means that in a sense you are more Cardassian than human. Which is why I am able to share this document with you … and why I sat down to lunch with you in the first place.
Before you cringe with horror at the thought of being a Cardassian, let me give you an example. Human memory is selective and linear. Simply put, a human remembers the best of times in progressive order, beginning with earliest childhood. The rosy memories are only challenged by nightmares.
A Cardassian remembers everything on every level all the time. For us, past and present are not neatly separated. We live with everything in the moment—including the nightmares. And so do you.
To a human this would be chaotic, unbearable. For us it’s just the way it is.
"I know that we have grown apart and that’s as it should be. We learn what we can from certain people, then we move on after we’ve taken what we need. When we learn nothing new about ourselves in a relationship that’s when the relationship is over. Or it’s over the moment when we’re afraid to learn something new about ourselves.
But what I have been learning about myself … whatever it was inside me that was sparked and challenged when I first met you … is deeply connected to this story. I’m an unfinished man, Doctor, like a suit of clothes hanging on a display rack waiting for the final touches that may never come; I need to tell this story to make a peace with those parts of me that were left unfinished. A healing.
Indulge me, if you will; I need you as a witness. A stitch in time… .
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