Tuesday, January 15, 2008

"Hugging the sea as the gods mock thee"

By pretending to be a person's perfect person in love, this is not done with mal-intent but a self need for love, you say the things they desperately want to hear, because you are smart and empty and filled with fear, so you fill yourself up with their need like a beer, you create an illusion of yourself that does not exist, so the person will fall and never desist, you don't exactly know who you are, the aggression from that you take out at the bar, it is not your fault except you lacked the courage to seek it out, because nobody ever paid attention and told you to take that route, because love only is taking the time to tell you who you are, because who you are is only of an advantage to you, and love is the opposite of a coup, others were interested in who you were to who? them, and the worst of this all plays itself out with men.

To the person who falls for the person who doesn't exist, perhaps be patient and the person will make themselves into the ideal person who you see, by accepting their ugliness and its beauty and loving itself narcissistically, and conquering the nemesis of insecurity, like butterflies do. But is the person you see for them or for thee? If it be for them, but rarely this be, for loving an ideal is like hugging the sea. However, the power of love gives us some immortal strength, for it's essence is a taste from the immortal place (thanks Plato), and we get touched and touch the one or many we love, from within our immortal kernel that is pure love, and exists under layers of skin and defense shield from hurt and fear from the real that can eat you dead, piercing your mortal with its apathy spear, love stimulates this core and brings it cheer, like an alcoholic who finally receives a spirit-filled beer, so it is up to you to believe people can change, also up to you to change dear caterpillar loved, your wings and their glory depend not from above, your will to conquer your weakness is all you have, for being human and that is all we have, so run and let the gods shoot mock-arrows as you try to escape for home, for a butterfly exists for it's own pleasure on it's own, it's beauty serves no function for another, but provides it to be if you so choose to accept it so, self-loved nasty insect that grow wings of love, flap around laughing at resistance and doves, doves peer back and are amazed and become insecure, for they can never understand this type of cure, a narcissistic beauty that is the envy of the gods, who never have to want or need therefore cannot achieve, they have done nothing to be as they are always in love, nothing to be scared of, no odds to beat and no strength to find, for they never get the feeling of being alive, we who are mortal can know courage they don't, for courage they never lack. Perhaps the one moment past fear we seek is a place where gods exist and crown us be wanderer who enter its place, for in our weakness we find great strength, from our will, "timshel", that make us greater than gods! From great weakness can come the greatest of all strength, for being human is the weakest they make, as the gods sit back enjoy, watch and wait. "thou mayest" "Timshel" don't take the bait.

For the person that fell for someone unreal, learn your lesson that you are weak to the ideal, why this is can only be one reason and cause and it is the same for the person who you fell for to complete the mirage, you were never given proper love from a parent and thus seek it in another, who cannot give it for they are not your real mother. The illusion is created thus and the need can never be filled, so dear caterpillar accept your weakness and what you never had, and cease from trying to turn who you make love to into a dad. The feeling of love imitates the gods who live forever and end never nor begin, the gods mocks us with their lack of need of sin, love is the feeling of trying to achieve them, when man and woman come together and make another, they attempt to be remembered always forever, to mock the gods back, who mock with a lack of fear and need, but always remember, they know not of ACHIEVE.

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