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People get genuine pleasure from the ways in which i love them. I don't get much in return, most of the time, except observing that pleasure, but... a peace with that has opened, suddenly and silently. A new strength in the skeletal core. -
Late on a train ride home.
Every time I fall in love, I spend a year in darkness, never imagining that without returned love, there can ever be light. But this time, after a year or so, everything became beautiful in its reflection. By loving this one person, all else was lit from within, not by that energy, but by recognizing at last each relationship's own energy, as if I ( Read more... ) -
Cooperative work: addendum
It's not that I'm generally unwilling to ask for help: it's that I'm very unused to having anyone around who is both capable of helping -and- is willing to do so. These two things have rarely, historically, been in conjunction ( Read more... ) -
Brief thought on collaboration.
I want to encourage people to work with what they see rather than trying to please others. When we try to please others, we are working within our assumptions of what they may want or what they may feel: assumptions that are formed long before we arrive. But if we work with what they have already concretely expressed, then we engage: we make an ( Read more... ) -
In imagined kindness.
To have expectations of others is to make plans that include their participation without their consent. This does not respect their feelings nor, more importantly, their free will, and worst, it cheapens the gift of their time and attention when they do elect to give it: what is expected is rarely received with due gratitude ( Read more... ) -
Afforded by the sun.
It is such an unspeakable relief to be able to act normal with someone you love: especially when that opportunity comes so rarely.
To kiss one's cheek hello, and goodbye, and goodbye again. Unnegotiated and unfraught. It is sweet, and it is enough. -
Synethesia: orange and black.
I've had a longtime aversion to the color orange. Pink, too: the more warmer and more salmon-y, the less pleasant, but only orange would make me scrunch up my nose and turn away. It is largely because, in my personal synesthetic spectrum, orange is the color of pain ( Read more... ) -
Whiskey Bacon Chocolate Chip Cookies
I DID NOT WRITE THIS RECIPE. All credit goes to a Farker whose name I will append as soon as I find him again ( Read more... ) -
Vitamin D3, two weeks later.
Well, here's what the vitamin D3 megadose regimen did for me: made me BATSHIT CRAZY for like a week and a half ( Read more... ) -
Love another as yourself. [the absence]
If you love someone, how can you ask them to compromise their promises? And if you even think that they would do, who do they then become ( Read more... )