Misery, Pestilence and Death  

pipercat2000 57M
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8/19/2006 1:38 pm

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Misery, Pestilence and Death

It has occurred to me that I have not spoken in length about my wants and expectations when it comes to interacting with the opposite sex. Many of my recent acquaintances have asked me about this from time to time. I believe that mystery is a major component of starting and maintaining any personal relationship. Where’s the fun if you know everything in advance? Discovery to me is the best part of any new relationship and the part that keeps me interested. So instead, I will deviate from my present journey and write about my last three relationships with aforementioned opposite sex. I hope my friends will be a little more enlightened about me and also be amused.

Misery: She was a friend for a long time. She is quite possibly the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Very sweet at times, surprisingly articulate and she possesses a polymorphic personality, all the while, maintaining her own uniqueness. She has an uncanny ability to fit into any group of people. That is when she wants to of course. She lives in the moment. No reflection upon what has past and no contemplation of what is to come. A real party animal. I could not keep up with her and I did try. When we started to become more than friends I could hear the little voice in me saying don’t. It didn’t work out. Frustration became the operative word in our relationship. All I ever wanted from her was to be her friend and for her to be mine. Eventually, we grew distant and I have not seen her in over a year.

Pestilence: This one crossed my path during my dark period. A predator that saw my weakness and exploited it. Manipulative and cunning enough to use a child to lure me in and keep me. It was the only time in my life I felt I had a daughter. I had always wondered if the little girl was encouraged to call me daddy. That little girl actually began to pull me out of my dark mood and I could see the light of day ahead of me. I should have seen the signs but I think I was more in love with the little girl than her parent. As time passed and once I had fulfilled my purpose, Pestilence disappeared without a trace taking my daughter with her. I think of that little girl often and ponder my life with her in it.

Death: Well what more can I say? What more could anyone say. That name sums it up. A shell so beautiful, sweet and clever that contained an empty soul so dark that if a quantum singularity had legs it would be this creature. Looking back I still cannot comprehend how any sentient being could be so empty and cruel. People were judged by their usefulness and nothing more. Once that usefulness was no longer there, what was left was discarded in the most hateful fashion. Not once but twice. An empty heart that pulled in everything around it inside never to escape. I have some regrets in my life like anyone else, but this one is the biggest of all. I wished my path never crossed into the Death’s event horizon. Somehow I managed to escape and survive.

This short stop is over so I will continue my present journey.

_RoSe_ 48F
994 posts
8/20/2006 10:25 am

Piper...We have only been friends a short while, but yet I would call you a good friend...on that I trust, and I don't trust many...its nice to get to see different sides of you, and learn more about you. I look forward to watching your journey

"A life without passion is not a life; it is merely an existence."

pipercat2000 57M

9/8/2006 11:52 am

This is more of a personal history. I really wanted to release the demons on this one. This is still one of my favorites. On the B5 inspiration it is a modified line, probably written by D. C. Fontana but I have doubts, spoken by Londo. I could just imagine Londo saying the part about “Death”. I didn’t write it that way. I noticed that after I wrote it. I said this part to a friend who is also a B5 fan as Londo would. He about shit.

Alamira_TX 68F

11/1/2006 9:16 am


Without, death, misery, and pestilence...how would we recognize life, joy, and rebirth...??

I have been treated as you have, maybe, perhaps, a wee bit worse...yet, here I am, my belief in life, love, and universal spirit exists...

what's up doc~bugs bunny...

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