that *one* click  

slightly_sexy8 39F
361 posts
2/18/2006 2:08 am

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that *one* click

I am noticing this odd tendency to write in this blog when my thoughts are heavy rather than when they are light. I guess this gives a rather skewed view of me to anyone who bothers to read my thoughts here. I suppose in reality the entries are few and far between so I don’t really think I think as much as it might appear on the surface.

When I am ‘content’ I don’t really take the time to write. But obviously today I must have things on my mind as I find myself here on a Saturday morning. People throw questions and hypothetical situations at me and I get all confused, trying to understand and look to see if there is any hidden messages or things I am missing. This is a great skill for work but causes endless rounds of probably useless thinking in my everyday life.

I am amazed sometimes at the things I learn about myself as I go along in life. Does everyone feel like this I wonder? I mean everyday there’s something new to know or feel or understand. It seems all my life so far it’s been about thinking about other people; how to please them; how to keep them happy; how not to make them unhappy. I like that though, to make someone else happy and to actually care about things so I don’t want to lose that part at the same time as finding the parts that make me happy too. I have learned so much and today I feel awake and aware and more on the way to understanding what I am looking for. I think I once heard it described as ‘that *one* click’.

I feel free today. Oddly free. Like a little bit of my life just flew out the window.

When You Are Old
When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face among a crowd of stars.

William Butler Yeats


music: If You Love Somebody Set Them Free - Sting
image: Lovers in Moonlight ‒ Marc Chagall

rm_luke69iner 49M
3275 posts
2/26/2006 6:47 pm

A wonderful post as always ... I actually read all of them today

Have can you stand to be so introspective ... I admire that

Me I like Marlow's view in Heart Of Darkness, "One can't live with one's finger everlastingly on one's pulse."

I prefer my feelings in measured doses

"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons"

"I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it
Since what is kept must be adulterated?"

Keep clicking ... Feel free ... You have a wonderful spirit

Best wishes for you


S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo

slightly_sexy8 39F
314 posts
2/27/2006 11:58 am

i am thinking, how can i stand not to be?

thanks for these posts luke. much appreciated. have you stopped writing your own blog??

and hi biggirlz. thanks for you messages as always too. you have such a lovely blog.

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