Some people believe in promiscuity, in polygamy, and in detachment.
But this is just a defense-mechanism to protect against being hurt. Polygamy devalues relationships and losing something that’s not worth as much is less painful. But that’s the problem with it, relationships become valueless; love is nonexistent.
People need love and that’s why relationships are such gambits. It’s intensely frightening to be in a relationship with a lack of trust. Without trust there is no security. Without trust there is no stability of the soul. This is why some people believe in promiscuity and detachment. It’s so easy to be hurt if one invests the self in a relationship but a relationship without personal investment yields not love. Herein lies the contradiction that makes love so valuable and so sought after. This is what keeps love in short supply despite an overabundance of lovers and dreamers. A human need for love is what causes monogamy to always trump polygamy and fidelity, promiscuity.
Awkward, Jarring, Terse. Disconnect and rift.
I fail at writing. It’s impossible for me to write anything meaningful without injecting myself and making it about myself. It’s not that much of a problem, but if I start caring about other people analyzing my words in an attempt to glean insight I’d rather keep private, it becomes impossible to write. Besides, I’d like to approach other mediums of writing in addition to personal apologetics. The above was an attempt at writing without personal acknowledgement. The above was a failure.
ok.. indulgent personal blog post to get rid of this icky feeling
I’ve been feeling a lot like this lately. Awkward, Jarring, Terse, etc. - that is. I’ve been feeling trapped in my mind, looking for the right things to say to break out. But my mind doesn’t hold the key. It holds me. Like a cage.
icky feeling still there. Peter, I spoke too soon about the clicking. It doesn’t click well, it doesn’t click at all.
ahahahahah
a-hah..
ah..
Play that minor key
Play it with some irony
a-hah..
ah..
Sugar, sweet. Disgusting and nauseating really.