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It's not.17:03 Apr 13 2011
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Why do people always talk of love like it is exclusionary? Like it is a finite resource, only available a little at a time?
*sigh*
This is what I get for understanding the other side. This side makes less since!
Dear Satan...18:19 Apr 09 2011
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Im ready to dismantle Humanity now... Can we get rolling on this whole Apocalypse thing already?
Yours Truly,
~A~
PS. Im going to need a bigger Hand-basket... Im bringing friends :)
Mmmmm...04:26 Apr 08 2011
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People always want there answers in neat little boxes, with pretty little labels.
I have never found a single answer that way.
I was 15 the first time I looked dear old death full in the face. For two weeks I had a Doctors words ringing in my ears. "It might be cancer."
I remember just not wanting to think about it, not have to deal with it, and not having to be afraid... But somewhere was also a voice, very tiny at the time, that was telling me to come to terms... to think about it, feel it... Own up to my fear.
I walked up the side of the rocky, cacti strewn valley that was home until I reached the top, and then I sat.
I remember sitting for a very long time.
The fear and the horror of it all washed over me time and time again. I could die. At 15. Having never realised a single dream, having never tasted a single thing I yearned for.
And I remember a sudden breeze... it pulled my hair away from my face, like a lover would... a touch that was more than just the wind.
And death loomed over me at that moment... Not fearful, not frightening... I could feel the afterlife waiting for me though, patent and loving darkness who would take me into his arms some day.
I diden't have cancer... But I have never stopped living like this is it... the dreams I hold mean everything, and the few people who I hold close mean everything as well.
And although I am unafraid of Death... I am not quite willing to take his hand yet... a fact that amuses him greatly.
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Angelus
14:36 Apr 14 2011
from my point of view... which is a bitter one...
once every ten years; then be prepared to be cheated on...
though... that said, I haven't given up, even at my age, yet.
Alenia
17:07 Apr 14 2011
See that just it... You can hold two completely different people dear, in two completely different ways... Its not finite... It is not Love that is limiting itself, its the people experiencing it.
Dishonesty is the root of most discontent I have found. People are inherently afraid to be honest about such things.
I hold an interesting array of people dear to me...
Are they all my lovers? No.
Does that make them less dear? No.
If I hold more than one person in my arms, does that mean I do not hold real love for someone not there? No.
It is not Love that is exclusionary. It is people.
birra
17:12 Apr 15 2011
I just said that to someone recently. One of these people that whines that they can't find a good partner and everyone is so dishonest. My comment was, "There is such a lack of honesty these days because people can't handle the truth." People immediately freak out about every little thing and get all butt-hurt at the drop of a hat.
Maybe if people listened and responded like adults it would be easier for everyone to be honest. Perhaps it really begins with being honest with yourself first. I don't know...
As far as love being finite, I don't believe that at all. Obviously unless your in a mutually open or poly relationship you probably don't want to be having sexual relations outside of your partnership, but sex isn't love and love isn't sex. Love can take many forms and be expressed in many different ways.
Too many people lack that basic understanding.
Alenia
23:37 Apr 15 2011
Dishonesty is indeed the root of the problem.
I have come to be brutally honest with myself for many reasons... I do not regret it at all.
Many people dislike my brand of honesty, because it shatters the mask and illusion of power they like to hold on to. I have no need for such things anymore... Holding Love over someones head, and using emotions as a weapon is a very petty thing.
I guess what My point REALLY is... If I hold you dear in my heart, you get your very own brand of love from me. I make no apologies for it really, because it is as honest a thing as you will ever know.
Uzziel
18:23 Aug 16 2012
Love....exciting and new...come aboard...we're expecting you...the Love Boat...soon will be making another run...