love...again pt 3

Is it possible to fall in love with someone in three days. One weekend? 

seventy-two hours.

And with this being accomplished I set this scenario in a household where you would be around that someone for the full amount of time. Therefore, you have the opportunity to check mannerisms, get to know their lifestyles, arrangements and even inquire into one's past.

Is that enough time to fall in love with someone. This sounds movieish...well thats 'cause it is from a few movies. Movies are movies...stories, fantasies and dreams. They mindfuck our psyche and perception of how things truly can be. So instead of some people (me) being the young kid who wants to shoot up people or slice one hundred bodies apart like in Kill Bill... I want to love someone from first sight. hmm

Well, I have quickly been shown the reality of the fact and I hardly see the feasibility in a seventy-two hour heart warmth. Maybe it is past infatuation, and tips the very arrow that pierces, called love. I would love to love someone in that manner and fashion, it is very dream like... then again...

Love ...again pt 2

The second part

Love isn't enough. I finished enjoying my favorite show displaying this very aspect. How the love and sexual affection between two people were not strength enough to fundamentally last as a couple, let alone a marriage.

A lot of things "just aint enough." Being involved in a non-sexual yet interactive relationship may get some people through, others (like me) not so much. There has to be a balance of chemistry, a synchronization of sex, intelligent interaction, exploration, new experience, fun and pain. I think that will at least jump start what love can offer. Otherwise, you become involved in this optical illusion, wher you create positives and ignore flaws...fuck that.

okay, enough conjuring of this dark spirit.

Love ...again pt 1

Welcome guys.

So lately I have been loading you up with poetic thoughts and collaborative pieces featuring friends and fellow poets. I told you that was going to happen; but now that you want to hear some substantive impressions I thought I'd grace the notion about love.

No, not the I'm in love or how love is so sweet, or I love my car (white girl), more so the inductive reasoning about the "invisible laws" of love. What bounds our hearts, what logically taints our minds about what it controls? Seriously, isn't love the most unstable, unpredictable element we will encounter on this planet? Love is the only feeling (or skill) that summons other feelings, love creates hate, love creates pain, sorrow, happiness, joy, depression, and jealousy. Shoot, some told me I just love love, now ain't that a bitch. Love something as consequential and dubious as her's truly.

Love destroys. Love neglects reason and authority. Love causes misunderstandings.
That's what it's supposed to do.
Love is to spin the mind so that straight is... well, still straight, until you get off the merry-go-round and realize you've traveled in the wrong direction. But as long as you ride that rusty, squeaky, steel death machine, any direction is the right direction. So, I guess if you fall in love (hah, fall in love, but don't fall off!) and never get off, the partner you share that ride with will always go where ever you course to. It's when the ride is over that fucks any sense of direction and rationality.

But who am I to say, or judge? I have never truly loved. That's why I'm scared shitless of it. I have been in loving situations, but never a mutual love feeling, always me loving wayy more...or tons less...but have I ever been on the same page? Once.

Maybe my love outlook is somewhat justified, experience in so much of the negative results gives a different aspect. Maybe, or maybe I'm just so fucked...