Not be, for variation's sake,
Now arm, now thigh, now rib, now shin,
But always without fail the neck.

May they stumble, stage by stage
On an endless pilgrimage
Day and night, mile after mile
At each and every step a stile
At each and every step withal
May they catch their feet and fall
At each and every fall they take
May a bone within them break
And may the bone that breaks within

And this unread memento be
The only lasting part of me.

These tracings from a world that's dead
Take for my dust-smothered pyramid
Count the sharp study and long toil
As pavements laid for worms to soil
You without knowing it might tread
The grass where my foundation's laid;
Your, or another's house be built
Where my weathered stones lie spilt

None, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To everything in earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightest bondage made aware

She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew, and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
Which is its pinnacle to heavenward,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But, strictly held by

He concentrated, as he ought
On fitting language to his thought
And getting all the rhymes correct
Thus exercising intellect
In such a space, in such a fashion
He concentrated into passion

Their relationship consisted
In discussing whether it existed

I continue to think that Matty coming out against birthright citizenship a few months ago should have been taken as a major warning sign that the group chats have already decided to surrender on this.

Separately I am curious how you are thinking of the pleasurable anger (pleasurable simpliciter/more pleasurable than painful but both exist alongside each other/pleasures and pains sum to the positive/whatever)

Anyway isn't getting kicked in the shins a hedonically valenced experience? And I'm prepared to be convinced that indignation and awe are nonhedonic evaluative emotions (certainly I think nonhedonic evaluative judgments are possible)

But "content" just means "valence of evaluation" here, right? So of course "hedonically neutral anger" is "valenced": it's evaluative!

Find Chalmers's responses confusing bc he just says "I would consider that valenced" but you're asking about varieties of valence and don't seem to be denying that hedonically neutral anger is affective (you call it passionate!). But then you also contrast "valence" and "content"

there is no subtext to this question, which pertains solely to the propriety of asking to eating a stranger's unwanted food, which as even I know would be a terrible way to attempt to ingratiate oneself to a cutie

oh it's far too late

I feel that I would do the same down to thinking about it long after