You never leave my mind.
Even when I have a million other things to worry about.
Even when I have a million other things to worry about.
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Poetry is an intimate act. It’s about bringing forth something that’s inside you — whether it is a memory, a philosophical idea, a deep love for another person or for the world, or an apprehension of the spiritual. It’s about making something, in language, which can be transmitted to others — not as information, or polemic, but as irreducible art.
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| — | Dorianne Laux, The Poet’s Companion: A Guide To The Pleasures Of Writing Poetry |
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FALLING IN MUTUAL WEIRDNESS
We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone who’s weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
DO YOU REMEMBER THIS ONE MUHLE?
DEALING WITH AFFECTION
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THE FEELING OF LOVE ON THOSE LOVELESS DAYS
If you have a lover, then you know there are days that make you want to melt into a puddle of tenderness. A friend of mine describes this as ‘the warm feeling’. She says: “We where arguing, then he did something really corny and then, it just got warm.”
The latter is possibly one of the best things about being in a relationship.
However, some days I feel nothing. I become like a black hole; a gaping void where the feeling of love is supposed to be. I get snappish when my lover does not answer the phone for the first time when I call. I even berate my love for spreading too much butter on the bread.
In fact, it is particularly on those days, that I have to actively love. Somewhere in the loveless abyss, I try and find a free flowing bubbling brook of love and tenderness.
HECK! I remember the first time I cried before the object of my affection… I was in the tub. Instead of standing there helpless, my love kissed my forehead and washed my back.
But with all things considered, I always remind myself that I love my better half. And If someone called to inform me that my love had been mugged and left for dead on the side of the road, I would be devastated.
So whatever I do, I don’t believe that the oscillation of my feelings is worth anything. I know the truth and what happens on dark days, is inconsequential.
Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.
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| — | Markus Zusak, I am the Messenger |
And immediately I thought of you Muhle. Only you can make me happy: deep inside.
Loving my Muhle since forever!
When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.
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| — | Audre Lorde |
DESTINATION UNKNOWN
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WHERE DO YOU GO TO GET A BROKEN HEART FIXED?
I’ve always wondered where broken hearts went to mend themselves.
So I imagined some place tropical & made believe that it (the heart) took a sabbatical — as it was drained from ALL the loving. In vain.
BUT… The heart is an extremely vital organ. On a sabbatical? In some tropical place? That would be unheard of… SURELY!
Of course it should go to a hospital, where it can get a quick and efficient service… RIGHT! It would do this so that it can promptly get back to its extremely demanding job, which has hundreds of specifications like: pumping blood, sending signals to your brain & falling in love — unconditionally! — to name a few.
But maybe that’s why our hearts never break evenly after that trip to the hospital. It’s because the job was rushed. For instance — if you can remember — the first heart-break is always the worst, because ONE, your hearts’ never been broken before; TWO, you never sent it to a tropical island in order to heal it and let it become one with itself again. HECK! You sent it in for a quick and cheap repair job. That’s why it keeps breaking. It almost feels like the flu, whereby one keeps getting reinfected.
Did your first flu not feel like you were on your death bed? You had to learn that the more you treat it, the less harsh it becomes.
So… Where would you like your broken heart to go? This is worth thinking about because you don’t want to do a rash job that won’t completely heal your your gem of emotions and feelings.
Idealy… you want to do a great job of mending your heart in order to make it strong enough to deal with anything — outside of it’s scope of natural functions — you may have to throw it’s way.
So… I suggest taking your broken heart to that beautiful destination you’ve always dreamed about. It’s the best place because like all things magical, you don’t have to literally be there. Placing a strong emphasis on imagination, means that you can make things up as you go, customizing your fictional enviroment to best suit what your heart loves. (For they say: “Our greatest loves’ rapidly heal our ailments.”)
Who cares if you treat ‘said place’ like your hearts sabbatical? What matters is that you will be fulfilling your hearts desires. And when all is said and done, your heart will be healed and you will thank yourself for having taken the time to do so.
THE EFFORT OF GASSING UP A RELATIONSHIP
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WHEN TWO WORK ABREAST EFFICIENTLY TOWARDS A FUTURE
Effort is like the gas of a relationship. It’s needed to make a relationship progress as fuel is needed to make a car move. One person can put all the effort in a relationship (gas in a car) and be responsible for the welfare of a couple. However, it is often costly (emotionally & financially) for one person to be responsible for providing all the effort to keep a couple together. Eventually, said person will run out of effort (steam) and it’ll all fall apart.
Share the costs to fuel a relationship so you don’t stop moving towards a future together.
