Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Playing risks, not calculating them


Hello me, it's me again

Knowing that my senses will fail on me as they grow older this was sent to me to make the proverbial 'INTERVENTION'......




I Understand

that Love is about playing the risks not calculating them.
It means the stakes are highest and all odds are against you but be not the faithless heathen to throw up something so dear in which you invested every small and big emotion over seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and even decades (for those fortunate ones who survive).

In the first place

it is not love if you have to think that hard.
It then becomes a game of strategically-placed dialog and well-synchronized events

Reality Check

Everything is on its way to some destination but the 'one that got away' is the one you let go (very often without even lifting a finger).

For the record

Love is not a category at the Guinness, so breathe and walk not huff, puff and jump to conclusions. On the flip, play memorable records to set the longest hour ever danced.


Love is the one-single-most powerful emotion in any universe

... and you wield this power in your hearts of hearts every living, breathing, waking hours. You feel it toward the one you love, you give it to those you care most about. It has the power to change life-ending decisions and make life-giving decisions too if you get what the whole thing is about. Really.. get it.

 It is believed... and maybe you can too

Love lives on even after you leave... Die, that is (this one's a little deep but I've personally endorsed it).


And the right way is this way,  but that way is this way

Love does not have a version like soft-wares although a tremendous display of will, endurance and patience are the simple virtues listed in the criteria to gloriously gain acceptance...


What was - 'is' and 'will be'

If you think it is then it definitely is. Don't fool yourself by trying to form a sense-empowered line-up in the head to make that first important decision - Talk!





I will always love you - La Belle Dame sans Mercy

Monday, March 25, 2013

Sold to saints,
sold to the pious,
sold to men of god (& women...)

now it returns...

sold to the divine,
marketed for the pious,,,
eaten, savored and relished by the ocean of blindness

eyes, ears, nose, tongue, mouth,
all for god,
every movement under the laser is a gimmick,

welcome to hell, those who fear,
welcome to heaven, those who have no fear,
welcome anywhere and nowhere

too many gods,
too many books,
too many heavenly interventions

drink your coffee,
go to work meet your deadline,
Ah! Men, Ah! Women, and Ah! members of the animal kingdom