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c o n t e n t : what a work of art is about; its subject matter. content should not be confused with form (a work's physical characteristics) or context (a work's environmenttime, place, audience, etc.), although each of these affect each other, and a work's total significance. on the other hand, some feel that content is the meaning of a work beyond its subject matterdenotationsthat it consists also of its connotations, levels of meaning which are not obviously apparent. content has three levels of complexity. the first includes literal iconography; straightforward subjects and imagery, describable facts, actions, and/or poses. the second includes the basic genres, figurative meanings like those afforded by conventional signs and symbols, basic tropes, and/or performance qualities. the third represents the effect on the subject of form and context.gehalt / descartes ... in his principia, repeat[ed] one particular diagram 11 times. / i love the visual strength of words. i hate the weakness of people and being human. tonight.a friend asked me last night what i liked best about getting fucked; if he were to ask right now, i'd ask him what he liked best about fucking me, but at the time i said something like this: i like to give it up to a guy because i try to pretend that i'm all tough on the outside. when i said that, i meant that i pretend to be tough the rest of the time (when i'm not getting fucked), but thinking about it now, i try to pretend that even during the act. i try to keep my, ahem, sounds low-pitched ... take it like a man. (i always heard about girls crying when they got penetrated the first time and was scared that i would do the same thing.) take it like a man. take it like a man. take it like a man. if i'm on my hands and knees, my triceps are usually flexed; if on my back, biceps. strong like words and powerful, pleasant memories is a goal. i am dripping with sweat on a stairmaster, finishing tufte's envisioning information and cruising two guys on treadmills as i strengthen myself. i like to think that i'm who/what they're gesturing and smiling at. content is what it's all aboutthe bringing you back pleas(e). content is speech in flatland without the quotation marks. content is the sometimes unbearable subtexts of close friendships with hidden and distantly treaded hurts. content is yellow wood diverging itself
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