to love without attachment

[ricepaper]

an evening thunderstorm with its torrents and brevity. she calls her lover to the window. she remembers suddenly, then, the beautiful illusion of his body, in which she rejoices. the passing illusion of rain. the purpose of my love is to devour me, she says

Comments

[anonymousblack]

thank you for this.

(and, also, p.s.

party!

par-tay!!!)

[ricepaper]

no, no, thank *you.*

& also, yes, the celebration shall commence. :)

[avatraxiom]

Wow, that was a long one. :-)

It's funny, I was in a bad mood (it's a rare thing, but I made a mistake about something and I was feeling bad about it), and I thought "Nothing could really make me feel better right now."

But you did. :-)

-Max

[ricepaper]

well thanks, i'm glad. :)
also, i have been meaning to thank you for the cd you sent.
i received it some days ago, but i had a cancer scare that occupied most of my time and thoughts until recently. (no cancer, at least of the type that was tested for, but no idea what is really going on with me either.)
anyway, now that things have settled, i offer my penitent and belated thankyou. :)

[avatraxiom]

Oh, wow, I'm so glad you don't have cancer! :-)

You're welcome! :-) I was so glad to send it to you. Did you get a chance to listen to it and everything?

-Max

[ricepaper]

yes, i did, and it is very nice. i probably like the first track best. will need to listen a couple more times to tell you for sure. :)

[boymaenad]

beware of shattering vessels.
broken glass and broken hearts.

[ricepaper]

ah, but i want the shattering.
of unreal to real, temporary to everlasting, illusion to enlightenment, attachment to freedom, human to God.
but, yes, it is important to be careful.

[junkfrau]

i love these words! you are unbelievably amazing in your writings. absolute beauty.

[ricepaper]

thankyou. i'm flattered that you think so. truly.