Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Confluence of money and love

Yes, can't buy love. Legally. Or, as a direct finantial transaction.

But there's always money involved. Needs must be.

and that's one of the most frustrating things about recurrant cycles of poverty.

Difficult to maintain romantic relationships.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

matt never should have left omaha

shout out, if you remember this one:

chicago delenda est.

oh, yuc. my alma mater.

and those times, writing papers.

and the dark haired wonder, who preferred me to the blowfish.

well, there's always the dunes. and memory.

not to get sentimental.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Of adventure frogs, and related matters

I've had the distinct pleasure to know and to travel these last few years with Jack, an adventure frog.

Adventure frogs are an unusual race, or species, rather.

And Jack is a most unusual adventure frog.

For loyalty is rare in any frog: since they all, to a certain extent, they're born with it.

Jack is naturally inclined to roam, but I believe that we've formed a bond, perhaps for life, should I be so lucky.

We've driven together vast distances and lived in many lands.

We've seen things scarcely believable and events experienced that were among the most troubling in my life. But we've had good times as well.

In the end, there's no telling what kind of trouble an adventure frog may get you in, but I believe that we balance each other. I am naturally cautions, and Jack recless. And so we balance each other kind of like yin and yang.

I've had the pleasure of knowing Jack quite some time, and he has added and improved my life emencely.

Perhaps one day you will know one. They frequently come when you dream of them and adventure.

Take time to develop a relationship, for they will show you many things.

Friday, August 21, 2009

caution--geek post here

there's something about the way the doctor and his companions work.

and it's been a progression, i understand.

but lately... it is just too close.

basically, what i'm saying is the doctor is petite object a.

women and men fall in love with him. he cannot respond, for some reason. though he feels it.

yet he's onto another adventure. he cannot be. and those who fall in love with him, they find some thing else. some other reason. which separates them.

they don't betray their desire, even in the face of love.

they give up love for desire.

ethics at its finest.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

love conquers all

trite truism.

and that's all she wrote.

these things suck. time to smoke some ativan.