Quote from: ell on January 02, 2008, 04:10:36 PM
Quote from: Nero on January 01, 2008, 08:55:24 PM
I've learnt this lesson:
A lesson/warning to the young:
Keep your heart to yourself. Eat, drink, be merry and make love. But don't ever ever give your heart to another human being.
Have fun, but whatever you do, DO NOT LOVE.
that's just brutal, sweetie.
making love with someone you don't love is not really so good. do make yourself vulnerable. do get totally swept up in the tidal wave of sweet romance. always believe in true love.
-ell
Were it not for romantic love I could easily do without living here. It has always been the ideal in my life and for as many times as the other person in that romantic love has hurt me, I continue to believe that it is the "gold medal" of this life. How much greater a prize can I win besides another's heart, love, mind, actions, caring, and person?
Love is priceless yet it costs nothing. It takes work to keep it going but there is no effort involved. It grows equally in the dark and the light. It demands nothing yet one can invest everything in it and get a handsome return. In the face of a barren landscape it is as perennial as the grass. It is of divine origin yet a purely human thing. Were I to give up on love it would have to be after I died in this life.
I refuse to let anyone steal or kill my dream, and romantic love is what my dream is.
That I have learned, along with what it takes to be successful in my career, that money is nice but sometimes poverty ain't bad, to always open on guts, use the other person's money (***honestly***) whenever possible, and to trust those do trust without question. Time is like a long, black sack and friends and loved ones hold onto it. I stick my entire arm into that bag, or I don't trust at all. There are those who will take my back and I am grateful to have theirs.
I miss my kid brother. He died at 39 from a heroin OD. He had been on it for years. I wanted to see him again, in the next world as I believe in it, to smack him up the side of the head. I have forgiven him knowing he was hurting when he did that after being clean and sober for 3 months.
I still need to learn how to forgive my sisters for stealing from my father when his mind became clouded by Alzheimer's. That is a huge lesson because I cannot imagine a punishment to fit that crime. And it cost $18,000 to get them out of my dad's pockets. We had a court trial over this!
I still need to forgive my mom, my older sister, and her jackass husband for ruining my high school years and for taking my first love away from me. In that regard I died when I was 18. That's like swallowing a boulder but the older I get, the easier it seems to do.
And I have learned not to take myself too seriously. When I do, there goes the fun!
Wing Walker
Enjoying the Flight