You’re green like boogers & purple like indigenous peoples wrist-rubs.
Don’t make me poo poo brown your thread.
Love me pink instead.
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For me… purple is passion, orange/red is action, yellow/green is insight, blue/violet is contemplation.
Perhaps different colours mean slightly different things, to people.
Purple and Pink are variations of Red (Love).
Purple is more of the ‘intellectual’ type of love, deeper, more meaningful, thoughtful.
The self and other. /Black is non reflective it is totally absorbed non dialectic.
It is nothing but obviously hidden ; It is simply what It is - the same in the beginning as the end. My analysis cut when you said to some cut off jest, that it wasn’t to Your heart’s predeliction to delete .( it)
I don’t know now where that is but somewhere boy! Interrupted.
And I had the same thought running into an unthinkable what appeared a quagmire, or dead end.
Maybe that is why there ‘is’ no white, because there really is bit it’’ unseen
There is no pink in anything I have to do with. Not negotiable. It is the opposite of my signature color.
You want pink, go outside & smell a flower.
“If we were to imagine an orange on the blue side or green on the red side or violet on the yellow side, it would give us the same impression as a north wind coming from the southwest.”
Wittgenstein
I did go out for a spell but came back for it’s stormy weather.
.but sorry for the intertuption…carry on Unwrong.
…or makes you a tetrachromat. 
Seeing colours in your colours, making for a very colourful life indeed.
LoL to put it mildly.
Wittgenstein spent an inordinate time watching anything but everything on the silver screen…
The ‘love ontology’ of colours…? 
…as for pink… nude pink or mauve pink aren’t too bad, and even a pinky red ain’t too bad either, but pink pink? just …nah!
do have in my wardrobe a coupla items, in nude and mauve and cerise… but do I wear them? nah! Will I start to wear them? yea…]
…as for red… only if there are other colours involved with it… a tryst of colours, creating a not solely-red garment… but do I wear them? sometimes.
Also should maybe mention I hate talking about stuff like shoes.
But… do I wear them?
Sometimes. Problem of evil right there.
Sometimes. die basements is hurled up. It is as if great beauty is not always in the perfect smile.
There may be a glitter of imperfection gleaming through it’s green stare.
It gives it it’s hidden appearance as if offering a new dimension. An exorcism of sort. And the the obvious tests for the limits of reason would recour: : whatever is was meant to be, not that it was meant , but to be.and not it’s contrary.
Colorful they are and pretty bu not desirable, for a glimmer if hopeful gap; and then .
Human all, too human all, left behind all must even it’s bizarre fornication drill coming up; tunneling the hole through which finally bursts upon those who get to the point 8f no returm; as the invisible bursts through the transparency of pure sonny white.
That class to lost in the annals of forgiven memory t
, the hues of regal purple shadows smiling as if of recognition. Of thrown about features of fading recall.
It’s but aesthetician freedom not bled into the realms of any class rooms full of chatter of earliest memory.
The roomful of knickknacks in that chatter still harbor it’s presumed contrary, so kick it upstairs from the a basement into the lonely void , so strangely compensating each other.
Worry about other things up there in the meantime about how mindfully to squeeze through the sequence of patterned forms: of little tragedies , of what and how to say whatever as the father touched and touching the sun, two fingers painted disparaged on a grand ceiling, and the old and young smiling to the tune of the rumba and one that almost got away but kant.
even if reduced to the longest dance of them all; the one perfectedly in LA spectre de la rose , congruently,
Narrator of Shakespearean tragedy…
…or navigator??
We all know how this ends. There’s a better Story.
Lord have mercy
merge with Venn
Why would you equate “true” with BE and not DO?
And why beautiful with END?