there you were day after day
six feet
twenty feet
two feet away
right in my pocket singin me a song
makin my heart race all day long
and we talked it out and we talked it down
but your eyes were not listening
and my ears were looking around
for another song to sing
but it was you each time
it was you
the answer to each moment must be yes
and the question: can you live with that?
becomes the test
so you weigh it against that aching in your chest
and that secretly relentless emptiness
and you talk it out and you talk it down
but your eyes are not listening
and my ears are running around
looking for another song to sing
but it is you each time
it is you
so my heart finally broke
it was so long bent
and it broke in three places
when it finally went
it wanted only to say what it meant
so it suffered every punishment
now it lives in a shack outside of town
and only the wolves are out there listening
and in her dreams they chase her down
their moonlit eyes are glistening
and it is you each time
it is you
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
If they dropped the bomb
Would you love me then
If I was wrong
Would it be okay
Well I can see holes in everyone
A change of season
If I found a way
To make amends
Would you say I was too late
Well I can find
The holes on anyone
A change of season
A change of season
I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving
I feel like we're running into walls
I feel like swimming in your apathy
You know I'd love to be your conscience when it calls
If they made me crawl
Would you love me then
If I was small
Would it be okay
Well I can see
The need in everyone
A change of season
A change of season
I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving
I feel like we're running into walls
I feel like swimming in your apathy as a kind of parody
For miles and miles, miles
I feel like somebody's missing
I feel like somebody's missing
I think somebody's missing
Which came first,
the bad idea or me befallen by it?
the answer to each moment must be yes
and the question: can you live with that?
becomes the test
so you weigh it against that aching in your chest
and that secretly relentless emptiness
may have been better to tolerate; may have been better to be blind...maybe have been better to have left the words unsaid..for it's you who i miss all the time...
so my heart finally broke
it was so long bent
and it broke in three places
when it finally went
it wanted only to say what it meant
so it suffered every punishment
and each of these three places have scars, but yet they can be healed..if only my eyes would have seen and your ears would have listened....
now it lives in a shack outside of town
and only the wolves are out there listening
and in her dreams they chase her down
their moonlit eyes are glistening
and it is you each time
it is you
wolves transform into very soft natured beasts; they listen well and take in children who are in the lost and found...
dreams they come and go, but love never dies, you know.....it may have to be tucked away safely until burnt sensation that seers the scars dissipates......this pain wouldn't have to be if only we would have taken time to communicate
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
may have been better to tolerate; may have been better to be blind...maybe have been better to have left the words unsaid..for it's you who i miss all the time...
and each of these three places have scars, but yet they can be healed..if only my eyes would have seen and your ears would have listened....
wolves transform into very soft natured beasts; they listen well and take in children who are in the lost and found...
dreams they come and go, but love never dies, you know.....it may have to be tucked away safely until burnt sensation that seers the scars dissipates......this pain wouldn't have to be if only we would have taken time to communicate
Mel, your pm box is filled with so much love that I am unable to share mine with you at the moment.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Love hurts, love scars,
Love wounds, and marks,
Any heart, not tough,
Or strong, enough
To take a lot of pain,
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Im young, I know,
But even so
I know a thing, or two
I learned, from you
I really learned a lot,
Really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when its hot
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
Theyre not foolin me
I know it isnt true,
I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh,ooh love hurts
Ooh,ooh love hurts
I know it isnt true,
I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Ooh ooh love hurts
Ooh ooh...
Good old Nazareth. You know there are highly under-rated. I like "Turn on your Receiver" and "This flight tonight", I mean I like the whole greatest hits album. Good band!
I necessarily have the passion for writing this, and you have the passion for condemning me; both of us are equally fools, equally the toys of destiny. Your nature is to do harm, mine is to love truth, and to make it public in spite of you. - Voltaire
I necessarily have the passion for writing this, and you have the passion for condemning me; both of us are equally fools, equally the toys of destiny. Your nature is to do harm, mine is to love truth, and to make it public in spite of you. - Voltaire
No, I think love is an addiction. I think it's a burden to people. It's also much less difficult to take up heroin.
I necessarily have the passion for writing this, and you have the passion for condemning me; both of us are equally fools, equally the toys of destiny. Your nature is to do harm, mine is to love truth, and to make it public in spite of you. - Voltaire
No, I think love is an addiction. I think it's a burden to people. It's also much less difficult to take up heroin.
yeah, i know what you mean..it is fukt up, isn't it...but then what does one do? live without? quit givn a sh*t? love should be poiured out in buckets as a friend of mine has said...problem is wiht love, people wanna recieve it, but won't walk the mile when times get tough...people let egoic mind system interfere with nature's principal..now i m not saying we should love everybody in a uniform style, but we should be able to exist like animals in nature...watching my animals tells me how to respect and co-exist...
can you admit that you may have deep admiration for other humans?
i always think about grandfather character in home alone movie...he longed for his family...he longed for them so badly...how does one get back to their family when family won't give in????? does person pursue other relentlessly, so as to stalk? or does person just sit back and wait and pine for lost interaction? time passes and so what if friends or family die, and there's no resolve?
i admire a person who can say that they don't subscribe to thought processes of other humans...very refreshing to encounter one who understands the self......
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
yeah, i know what you mean..it is fukt up, isn't it...but then what does one do? live without? quit givn a sh*t? love should be poiured out in buckets as a friend of mine has said...problem is wiht love, people wanna recieve it, but won't walk the mile when times get tough...people let egoic mind system interfere with nature's principal..now i m not saying we should love everybody in a uniform style, but we should be able to exist like animals in nature...watching my animals tells me how to respect and co-exist...
can you admit that you may have deep admiration for other humans?
i always think about grandfather character in home alone movie...he longed for his family...he longed for them so badly...how does one get back to their family when family won't give in????? does person pursue other relentlessly, so as to stalk? or does person just sit back and wait and pine for lost interaction? time passes and so what if friends or family die, and there's no resolve?
i admire a person who can say that they don't subscribe to thought processes of other humans...very refreshing to encounter one who understands the self......
I necessarily have the passion for writing this, and you have the passion for condemning me; both of us are equally fools, equally the toys of destiny. Your nature is to do harm, mine is to love truth, and to make it public in spite of you. - Voltaire
i don't wanna know what a website tells you, i wanna hear it from you..i am one who believes that true phenomena cannot be supprted by a link....although, i did put it in my favorites.......;) .
if you wouldn't mind to humour me,could you pretty please link me into your psyche...
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
we may agree or disagree, it doesnt matter because I LOVE YOU ALL... and pearl jam is the best band in the fucking world...just thought i would share that...who else is feeling the love this friday afternoon
That is so sweet, my2hands.....You are for sure today's Love Boat Captain!! So lovely to read about something other than violence, war, murders, etc., & on ad nauseum....
I need an extra BIG helping of love today- not for me, but someone I know- I found out my ex. boyfriend's brother who is only 36 has a brain tumor & I'm sooo sad. He's had surgery & starts chemo/radiation today.....
I have a request to all the PJ family - please say a "prayer" for Desi - however you do that - meditation, positive vibes, etc. I would really appreciate it.
I love being part of the PJ family....You all are so wonderful. Thanks.
"Love & compassion are necessities,
Not luxuries.
Without them, humanity cannot survive".
That is so sweet, my2hands.....You are for sure today's Love Boat Captain!! So lovely to read about something other than violence, war, murders, etc., & on ad nauseum....
I need an extra BIG helping of love today- not for me, but someone I know- I found out my ex. boyfriend's brother who is only 36 has a brain tumor & I'm sooo sad. He's had surgery & starts chemo/radiation today.....
I have a request to all the PJ family - please say a "prayer" for Desi - however you do that - meditation, positive vibes, etc. I would really appreciate it.
I love being part of the PJ family....You all are so wonderful. Thanks.
"Love & compassion are necessities,
Not luxuries.
Without them, humanity cannot survive".
the Dalai Lama
So sorry to hear that...I lost my mother at 48 to brain cancer last March....I know exactly how you may feel...keep up hope and I will throw some positive vibes for Desi....take care.....:)
i don't wanna know what a website tells you, i wanna hear it from you..i am one who believes that true phenomena cannot be supprted by a link....although, i did put it in my favorites.......;) .
if you wouldn't mind to humour me,could you pretty please link me into your psyche...
Well, ok. To me love is deffinately a verb, not an object. It's something that must be done. When someone performs an act of love it triggers a chemical reaction in the receiver, assuming a non-relationship or a healthy-relationship. That chemical is what is addictive. I know from first hand experience that nicotine is much more addictive however. In my last relationship I experienced the withdrawl from love and was able to identify it as such. Then I was able to defeat it without doing something irrational, as many people do. That's in the sense of romantic love. I practice a level of unconditional love for all life, including people around the world. It's hard to explain, but it's not on the same degree as a romantic love. With family I have unconditional love, obviously to a higher degree than anyone. However, I recognize this as a bit of a burden at certain times. For example when my parents almost died. I was able at that point to say well time over rules love and death is inevitable for all of us and this kept my problems at bay. I understand the reaction of meeting a pretty girl and thinking wow she is hot, I'd like to get with her. So where I am at is actually not pursueing those thoughts, because it leads to a failure, that's what I've experienced anyway.
I necessarily have the passion for writing this, and you have the passion for condemning me; both of us are equally fools, equally the toys of destiny. Your nature is to do harm, mine is to love truth, and to make it public in spite of you. - Voltaire
Well, ok. To me love is deffinately a verb, not an object. It's something that must be done. When someone performs an act of love it triggers a chemical reaction in the receiver, assuming a non-relationship or a healthy-relationship.
is this called infatuation, or in other words curioustiy becomes apparent..how does a person maintain over-reaction when his/her mind is consumed with awareness of another's existence, whether it be recognition of attraction or recognition of primal drives?
That chemical is what is addictive. I know from first hand experience that nicotine is much more addictive however. In my last relationship I experienced the withdrawl from love and was able to identify it as such. Then I was able to defeat it without doing something irrational, as many people do.
what steps did you have to take in order to overcome personal drives? how long has it been since your last relationship? and are you friends, or did you just sever ties completely?
I practice a level of unconditional love for all life, including people around the world.
in my world this is called agape' love; it means that you extend same efforts to others as you would for your self..i believe the word agape' is associated with ghandi...
It's hard to explain, but it's not on the same degree as a romantic love. With family I have unconditional love, obviously to a higher degree than anyone.
it is a bond based on environment and level of commitment; i do not believe that blood ties create bonds between humans. although, we may know logically we are to have some sense of loyalty to relatives, i have found that my directly linked dna family is creator of cancer for my existence. and i cannot say that relationships are not conditional, although a higher self would claim better relationship-response management.
However, I recognize this as a bit of a burden at certain times. For example when my parents almost died. I was able at that point to say well time over rules love and death is inevitable for all of us and this kept my problems at bay.
and so how do you reckon with this bond you feel between yourself and your parents? does it sort of defy that protective shield you wear? i mean, if they need you and they have been accommodating to your needs as their descendent, it would seem to me tht you would be there for them as well..it seems that when loved ones are in jeopardy, we want to run to aid..how do you reconcile practicality vs loyalty and sense of duty? i am glad you have yet to experience loss of someone who you revere; but we never really know how our bodies and minds will react unless we are in a reality situation...loss and grief triggers another emotion and these emotions and thought patterns come in waves..(once agian, another correlation between human psyche and natural laws) do you find that the humans with whom you socialize with or are attracted to, serve a certain practicality, a
I understand the reaction of meeting a pretty girl and thinking wow she is hot, I'd like to get with her. So where I am at is actually not pursueing those thoughts, because it leads to a failure, that's what I've experienced anyway.
maybe you are not letting time enough for relationship to develop before assessing whether or not time and energy spent is worthy of your efforts to reach another conclusion..i understand where you are coming from though.......
do you feel you are poised for a life of loneliness becasue of your rationale?
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
is this called infatuation, or in other words curioustiy becomes apparent..how does a person maintain over-reaction when his/her mind is consumed with awareness of another's existence, whether it be recognition of attraction or recognition of primal drives?
At that point I would say it's a curiosity. Infactuation would be if that curiosity was fed. Assuming something else didn't conflict with experience linked to the emotion. I'm not sure exactly how to deal with infactuation. It's kind of burned out in me, I don't usually become good friends with people. I have a few friends and work. People at work are just what you want them to be, most of the time. Not what they are normally. It's hard to see passed infactuation aswell to really be aware of their personality.
what steps did you have to take in order to overcome personal drives? how long has it been since your last relationship? and are you friends, or did you just sever ties completely?
We lived together for 2 years, broke up once and I slept with her friend. That turned out to be a really bad thing. I honestly didn't expect to be with her again after. That addiction kicked in and I ended up living with her for another year. Things became so difficult for both of us emotionally. She was a highly emotionally defensive person. Our personalities are totally incompatible and of course we knew that all along. By the time she finally left, I was just glad she didn't kill me. Since then I've maintained knowledge of where she is. Her childhood friend is living with my brother. I don't care much though as long as she is happy. I tend to look at life through a television screen. I mean when certain things happen, you can't think about how it's going to affect you, can't let it hurt you and break you down. That's the way I look at it anyway. Life is more fun if it doesn't suck.
in my world this is called agape' love; it means that you extend same efforts to others as you would for your self..i believe the word agape' is associated with ghandi...
I don't know many terms. I studied it a bit, not as much as I'd like too, but I have so many ambitions and new ones every day I can't stay on course.
it is a bond based on environment and level of commitment; i do not believe that blood ties create bonds between humans. although, we may know logically we are to have some sense of loyalty to relatives, i have found that my directly linked dna family is creator of cancer for my existence. and i cannot say that relationships are not conditional, although a higher self would claim better relationship-response management.
Well, I certainly think in most cases anyway the severity of attachment to an individual. Is largely based on the amount of time spent with them, especially the amount of good time. They will also have an impact on one's own psyche. DNA I have a hard time with associating with behaviour. I would think behaviour is purely learned.
and so how do you reckon with this bond you feel between yourself and your parents? does it sort of defy that protective shield you wear? i mean, if they need you and they have been accommodating to your needs as their descendent, it would seem to me tht you would be there for them as well..it seems that when loved ones are in jeopardy, we want to run to aid..how do you reconcile practicality vs loyalty and sense of duty? i am glad you have yet to experience loss of someone who you revere; but we never really know how our bodies and minds will react unless we are in a reality situation...loss and grief triggers another emotion and these emotions and thought patterns come in waves..(once agian, another correlation between human psyche and natural laws) do you find that the humans with whom you socialize with or are attracted to, serve a certain practicality
Well as an example. My father had several heart attacks and underwent heart surgery. None of that really affected me, I don't live near him and by the time I heard he was ok. My mother was disabled a few years ago and it never really hit me. I just though of it as another chapter in her life. She fell one day and smashed her head. The doctors said it might be a brain hemmorhage. I felt that a bit more. It's hard to let someone go like that. Of course I don't live near her either and hardly talk to her. But, I mean, I know 5 people that have died. Grand parents and friends. At some point it's going to happen and it could be anyone, or everyone so I try not to invest too much in it. And I think regardless of how much we think we control ourselves we are still very well victims of variables and basic functions. So certainly everyone I associate with serves a practicallity. My brother and his wife, fun to hang out with. My cousin and his wife, fun to hang out with. That's about it, then I just work and do my thing. Mostly reading and watching documentaries. Sometimes I play a few games.
maybe you are not letting time enough for relationship to develop before assessing whether or not time and energy spent is worthy of your efforts to reach another conclusion..i understand where you are coming from though.......
Well, I don't spend any time and energy, so nothing starts to develope to begin with. I've been down that road enough times. Something will eventually happen out of averages and I don't worry about it.
do you feel you are poised for a life of loneliness becasue of your rationale?
I don't feel lonely. I am happy to be by myself. I can do whatever I want to do. Sure it's nice to have someone come over and hang out. I don't subscribe to love so I don't worry about it. It's a big investment and takes a lot of time.
I necessarily have the passion for writing this, and you have the passion for condemning me; both of us are equally fools, equally the toys of destiny. Your nature is to do harm, mine is to love truth, and to make it public in spite of you. - Voltaire
I don't feel lonely. I am happy to be by myself. I can do whatever I want to do. Sure it's nice to have someone come over and hang out. I don't subscribe to love so I don't worry about it. It's a big investment and takes a lot of time.
Do you mean that it takes a lot of energy from you? And your comments have served my needs; as you have planted some seeds for thought about addiction and how it can apply to relationships...thank you for your time.
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
Do you mean that it takes a lot of energy from you? And your comments have served my needs; as you have planted some seeds for thought about addiction and how it can apply to relationships...thank you for your time.
you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love.
you crawled into my bed that night
like some sort of giant insect
and i found myself spellbound
at the sight of you,
beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of that bug stuff
bluffing your way into my mouth
behind my teeth, reaching for my scars-
that night we got kicked out of two bars
and laughed our way home
that night you leaned over
and threw up into your hair
and i held you there, thinking-
i would offer you my.....pulse
if i thought it would be useful
i would give you my breath,
except,
the problem with death
is that we have some hundred years
and then they can build buildings on our only bones
100 years, and then your grave is not your own
and we lie in out beds, and our graves
unable to save ourselves
from the quaint tragedies we invent- and undo,
from the stupid circumstances we slalom through
and i realized that night that the hall light,
which seemed so bright when you turned it on,
is nothing-
compared to the dawn
which is nothing-
compared to the light
which seeps from you while you're sleeping,
cocooned in my room-
beautiful and grotesque,
resting
that night we got kicked out of two bars
and laughed our way home
i thought-
i would offer you my pulse,
i would give you my breath
i would offer you my pulse,
i would give you my breath
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
We want freedom of speech
But we all talking at the same time
We say we want peace
but nobody wants to change thier own mind
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
Everybody wants to live the life of kings and queens
But nobody wants to stay and plow the fields
Everybody wants to tell thier neighbors how to live
But nobody wants to listen to how they feel
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
But what I got to say one more time is
Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Oh tell you could you love some more
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
What language are you tears
What language is your laughter
What language is your sadness
What language is your joy
It goes on and on and on
for a thousand years
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
(as sung live on 1/10/2005)
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
It's coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
It's coming from the feel
that this ain't exactly real,
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
It's coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin'
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
It's coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
It's here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
It's here the family's broken
and it's here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we'll be making love again.
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
It's coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
Sail on, sail on ...
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
As for the chemicals of love link further up, I just thought I'd state my reservation against that kind of science.
A lot of science, and psychology in particular, are great at explaining how something happens, but have few concepts of why. As in psychology, one can identify a transmitter active during certain emotions etc. So you know that the stuff accompanies a feeling. You do not really know that it is the cause though. Love is also a complicated thing, as the link also granted. People can love others for all kinds of reasons and rationales. But reducing all of it to chemicals, does us all a disservice I think.
And even giving them completely right about everything, then so what? Knowing how it probably works, does nothing to ruin the love i have. It is still real and good. And love can certainly be likened to drugs in some ways. I experience withdrawal if seperated for weeks for instance. But I would still choose love over any drug out there...
Peace
Dan
"YOU [humans] NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME?" - Death
"Every judgment teeters on the brink of error. To claim absolute knowledge is to become monstrous. Knowledge is an unending adventure at the edge of uncertainty." - Frank Herbert, Dune, 1965
thanks for your input hree oob, some folks get into addictive relationships as oyu very well know. some ppl are ruled by their heart and lose their minds and entire rationalization. it would be nice to learn more aoubt dynamics of relationships thorughout our lives.. thought was interuppted....
monday, monday....
all insanity:
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
It's not all been said...been said and done...
I've never slept in Satan's bed
Although I must admit...still visits my place
Uninvited, as you know, he don't wait
Funny how he always seems to fit in
Funny how I always want to give in
Sundays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursday, the same
Sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...
Who made, who made up, made up the myth
That we were born to be covered in bliss?
Who set the standard, born to be rich?
Such fine examples, skinny little bitch
Model, role model, roll some models in blood
Get some flesh to stick, so they look like us
I shit and I stink, I'm real, join the club
I'd stop and talk, but I'm already in love
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...
In love...ah ha ha ha...
(Ah torture...follows reward...
Follows torture...follows reward...
Oh, oh my butt...)
Never shook Satan's hand, look see for yourself
You'd know it if I had, that shit don't come off
I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both
Jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off
I'll never suck Satan's dick...
Again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips
I'll wait for an angel, but I won't hold my breath
'magine they're busy, think I'm doing okay...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...
That is so sweet, my2hands.....You are for sure today's Love Boat Captain!! So lovely to read about something other than violence, war, murders, etc., & on ad nauseum....
I need an extra BIG helping of love today- not for me, but someone I know- I found out my ex. boyfriend's brother who is only 36 has a brain tumor & I'm sooo sad. He's had surgery & starts chemo/radiation today.....
I have a request to all the PJ family - please say a "prayer" for Desi - however you do that - meditation, positive vibes, etc. I would really appreciate it.
I love being part of the PJ family....You all are so wonderful. Thanks.
"Love & compassion are necessities,
Not luxuries.
Without them, humanity cannot survive".
the Dalai Lama
thank you for the kind words... we will all keep the energy positive for you and your family
cats in the bag / the neighbours holler
this party is higher / than the eiffel tower
we're all here to be reckless / we're all sleazy and easy to please
dreamers and schemers on the loose
we're all here for a celebration / the madcap scene and the max machine
and the friends you see go up in smoke
and this heel toe dance song tour de force
climbing a cloud climbing a cloud / put a little life on the line
here's Lucy she's choosey / of who calls her on the phone
she's from a very rich foreign family / but displaced cause of rivalry at home
now Daphne is the orphan / still searching for her roots
she likes concert blisters and leather boots
and knows one fact her act is to get loose
now we're just musicians / here to thin the thickness of your skin
show us your body / show us your curls / show us your tour de force
show us your thrills / keep that smile on your face
this is the best offer you've had so far
we're innocent we're naive / in the cabarets we get our veins wet
in the saloons we hassle the richest guests
in the climb we're breathless above the rest
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there you were day after day
six feet
twenty feet
two feet away
right in my pocket singin me a song
makin my heart race all day long
and we talked it out and we talked it down
but your eyes were not listening
and my ears were looking around
for another song to sing
but it was you each time
it was you
the answer to each moment must be yes
and the question: can you live with that?
becomes the test
so you weigh it against that aching in your chest
and that secretly relentless emptiness
and you talk it out and you talk it down
but your eyes are not listening
and my ears are running around
looking for another song to sing
but it is you each time
it is you
so my heart finally broke
it was so long bent
and it broke in three places
when it finally went
it wanted only to say what it meant
so it suffered every punishment
now it lives in a shack outside of town
and only the wolves are out there listening
and in her dreams they chase her down
their moonlit eyes are glistening
and it is you each time
it is you
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Would you love me then
If I was wrong
Would it be okay
Well I can see holes in everyone
A change of season
If I found a way
To make amends
Would you say I was too late
Well I can find
The holes on anyone
A change of season
A change of season
I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving
I feel like we're running into walls
I feel like swimming in your apathy
You know I'd love to be your conscience when it calls
If they made me crawl
Would you love me then
If I was small
Would it be okay
Well I can see
The need in everyone
A change of season
A change of season
I feel like I'm losing for money
I feel like I'm losing for free
I feel older than the dead angel on my shoulder claims to be
I feel like we're drinking and driving
I feel like we're running into walls
I feel like swimming in your apathy as a kind of parody
For miles and miles, miles
I feel like somebody's missing
I feel like somebody's missing
I think somebody's missing
the bad idea or me befallen by it?
dreams they come and go, but love never dies, you know.....it may have to be tucked away safely until burnt sensation that seers the scars dissipates......this pain wouldn't have to be if only we would have taken time to communicate
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
Mel, your pm box is filled with so much love that I am unable to share mine with you at the moment.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Good old Nazareth. You know there are highly under-rated. I like "Turn on your Receiver" and "This flight tonight", I mean I like the whole greatest hits album. Good band!
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
book, store is open now....
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
No, I think love is an addiction. I think it's a burden to people. It's also much less difficult to take up heroin.
can you admit that you may have deep admiration for other humans?
i always think about grandfather character in home alone movie...he longed for his family...he longed for them so badly...how does one get back to their family when family won't give in????? does person pursue other relentlessly, so as to stalk? or does person just sit back and wait and pine for lost interaction? time passes and so what if friends or family die, and there's no resolve?
i admire a person who can say that they don't subscribe to thought processes of other humans...very refreshing to encounter one who understands the self......
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
This web page helped me to understand http://people.howstuffworks.com/love.htm
if you wouldn't mind to humour me,could you pretty please link me into your psyche...
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
That is so sweet, my2hands.....You are for sure today's Love Boat Captain!! So lovely to read about something other than violence, war, murders, etc., & on ad nauseum....
I need an extra BIG helping of love today- not for me, but someone I know- I found out my ex. boyfriend's brother who is only 36 has a brain tumor & I'm sooo sad. He's had surgery & starts chemo/radiation today.....
I have a request to all the PJ family - please say a "prayer" for Desi - however you do that - meditation, positive vibes, etc. I would really appreciate it.
I love being part of the PJ family....You all are so wonderful. Thanks.
"Love & compassion are necessities,
Not luxuries.
Without them, humanity cannot survive".
the Dalai Lama
So sorry to hear that...I lost my mother at 48 to brain cancer last March....I know exactly how you may feel...keep up hope and I will throw some positive vibes for Desi....take care.....:)
Well, ok. To me love is deffinately a verb, not an object. It's something that must be done. When someone performs an act of love it triggers a chemical reaction in the receiver, assuming a non-relationship or a healthy-relationship. That chemical is what is addictive. I know from first hand experience that nicotine is much more addictive however. In my last relationship I experienced the withdrawl from love and was able to identify it as such. Then I was able to defeat it without doing something irrational, as many people do. That's in the sense of romantic love. I practice a level of unconditional love for all life, including people around the world. It's hard to explain, but it's not on the same degree as a romantic love. With family I have unconditional love, obviously to a higher degree than anyone. However, I recognize this as a bit of a burden at certain times. For example when my parents almost died. I was able at that point to say well time over rules love and death is inevitable for all of us and this kept my problems at bay. I understand the reaction of meeting a pretty girl and thinking wow she is hot, I'd like to get with her. So where I am at is actually not pursueing those thoughts, because it leads to a failure, that's what I've experienced anyway.
I am so sorry for your loss.
I'm trying to stay positive & hopeful, it's been tuff, I just found out a few days ago.....
do you feel you are poised for a life of loneliness becasue of your rationale?
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
At that point I would say it's a curiosity. Infactuation would be if that curiosity was fed. Assuming something else didn't conflict with experience linked to the emotion. I'm not sure exactly how to deal with infactuation. It's kind of burned out in me, I don't usually become good friends with people. I have a few friends and work. People at work are just what you want them to be, most of the time. Not what they are normally. It's hard to see passed infactuation aswell to really be aware of their personality.
We lived together for 2 years, broke up once and I slept with her friend. That turned out to be a really bad thing. I honestly didn't expect to be with her again after. That addiction kicked in and I ended up living with her for another year. Things became so difficult for both of us emotionally. She was a highly emotionally defensive person. Our personalities are totally incompatible and of course we knew that all along. By the time she finally left, I was just glad she didn't kill me. Since then I've maintained knowledge of where she is. Her childhood friend is living with my brother. I don't care much though as long as she is happy. I tend to look at life through a television screen. I mean when certain things happen, you can't think about how it's going to affect you, can't let it hurt you and break you down. That's the way I look at it anyway. Life is more fun if it doesn't suck.
I don't know many terms. I studied it a bit, not as much as I'd like too, but I have so many ambitions and new ones every day I can't stay on course.
Well, I certainly think in most cases anyway the severity of attachment to an individual. Is largely based on the amount of time spent with them, especially the amount of good time. They will also have an impact on one's own psyche. DNA I have a hard time with associating with behaviour. I would think behaviour is purely learned.
Well as an example. My father had several heart attacks and underwent heart surgery. None of that really affected me, I don't live near him and by the time I heard he was ok. My mother was disabled a few years ago and it never really hit me. I just though of it as another chapter in her life. She fell one day and smashed her head. The doctors said it might be a brain hemmorhage. I felt that a bit more. It's hard to let someone go like that. Of course I don't live near her either and hardly talk to her. But, I mean, I know 5 people that have died. Grand parents and friends. At some point it's going to happen and it could be anyone, or everyone so I try not to invest too much in it. And I think regardless of how much we think we control ourselves we are still very well victims of variables and basic functions. So certainly everyone I associate with serves a practicallity. My brother and his wife, fun to hang out with. My cousin and his wife, fun to hang out with. That's about it, then I just work and do my thing. Mostly reading and watching documentaries. Sometimes I play a few games.
Well, I don't spend any time and energy, so nothing starts to develope to begin with. I've been down that road enough times. Something will eventually happen out of averages and I don't worry about it.
I don't feel lonely. I am happy to be by myself. I can do whatever I want to do. Sure it's nice to have someone come over and hang out. I don't subscribe to love so I don't worry about it. It's a big investment and takes a lot of time.
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love.
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a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
you crawled into my bed that night
like some sort of giant insect
and i found myself spellbound
at the sight of you,
beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of that bug stuff
bluffing your way into my mouth
behind my teeth, reaching for my scars-
that night we got kicked out of two bars
and laughed our way home
that night you leaned over
and threw up into your hair
and i held you there, thinking-
i would offer you my.....pulse
if i thought it would be useful
i would give you my breath,
except,
the problem with death
is that we have some hundred years
and then they can build buildings on our only bones
100 years, and then your grave is not your own
and we lie in out beds, and our graves
unable to save ourselves
from the quaint tragedies we invent- and undo,
from the stupid circumstances we slalom through
and i realized that night that the hall light,
which seemed so bright when you turned it on,
is nothing-
compared to the dawn
which is nothing-
compared to the light
which seeps from you while you're sleeping,
cocooned in my room-
beautiful and grotesque,
resting
that night we got kicked out of two bars
and laughed our way home
i thought-
i would offer you my pulse,
i would give you my breath
i would offer you my pulse,
i would give you my breath
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
But we all talking at the same time
We say we want peace
but nobody wants to change thier own mind
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
Everybody wants to live the life of kings and queens
But nobody wants to stay and plow the fields
Everybody wants to tell thier neighbors how to live
But nobody wants to listen to how they feel
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
But what I got to say one more time is
Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Oh tell you could you love some more
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
What language are you tears
What language is your laughter
What language is your sadness
What language is your joy
It goes on and on and on
for a thousand years
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
(as sung live on 1/10/2005)
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
and if this is in fact a song thread, well here:
"Democracy"
It's coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
It's coming from the feel
that this ain't exactly real,
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
It's coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin'
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
It's coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
It's here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
It's here the family's broken
and it's here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we'll be making love again.
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
It's coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
Sail on, sail on ...
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
edit: I LOVE America (but i also love len cohen).
A lot of science, and psychology in particular, are great at explaining how something happens, but have few concepts of why. As in psychology, one can identify a transmitter active during certain emotions etc. So you know that the stuff accompanies a feeling. You do not really know that it is the cause though. Love is also a complicated thing, as the link also granted. People can love others for all kinds of reasons and rationales. But reducing all of it to chemicals, does us all a disservice I think.
And even giving them completely right about everything, then so what? Knowing how it probably works, does nothing to ruin the love i have. It is still real and good. And love can certainly be likened to drugs in some ways. I experience withdrawal if seperated for weeks for instance. But I would still choose love over any drug out there...
Peace
Dan
"Every judgment teeters on the brink of error. To claim absolute knowledge is to become monstrous. Knowledge is an unending adventure at the edge of uncertainty." - Frank Herbert, Dune, 1965
monday, monday....
a derivitive of nature.
nature is god
god is love
love is light
It's not all been said...been said and done...
I've never slept in Satan's bed
Although I must admit...still visits my place
Uninvited, as you know, he don't wait
Funny how he always seems to fit in
Funny how I always want to give in
Sundays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursday, the same
Sometimes the special guest, he don't like to leave
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...
Who made, who made up, made up the myth
That we were born to be covered in bliss?
Who set the standard, born to be rich?
Such fine examples, skinny little bitch
Model, role model, roll some models in blood
Get some flesh to stick, so they look like us
I shit and I stink, I'm real, join the club
I'd stop and talk, but I'm already in love
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...
In love...ah ha ha ha...
(Ah torture...follows reward...
Follows torture...follows reward...
Oh, oh my butt...)
Never shook Satan's hand, look see for yourself
You'd know it if I had, that shit don't come off
I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both
Jump off a cliff, don't need your help so back off
I'll never suck Satan's dick...
Again, you'd see it, you know, right round the lips
I'll wait for an angel, but I won't hold my breath
'magine they're busy, think I'm doing okay...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...in love...
Already...
thank you for the kind words... we will all keep the energy positive for you and your family
this party is higher / than the eiffel tower
we're all here to be reckless / we're all sleazy and easy to please
dreamers and schemers on the loose
we're all here for a celebration / the madcap scene and the max machine
and the friends you see go up in smoke
and this heel toe dance song tour de force
climbing a cloud climbing a cloud / put a little life on the line
here's Lucy she's choosey / of who calls her on the phone
she's from a very rich foreign family / but displaced cause of rivalry at home
now Daphne is the orphan / still searching for her roots
she likes concert blisters and leather boots
and knows one fact her act is to get loose
now we're just musicians / here to thin the thickness of your skin
show us your body / show us your curls / show us your tour de force
show us your thrills / keep that smile on your face
this is the best offer you've had so far
we're innocent we're naive / in the cabarets we get our veins wet
in the saloons we hassle the richest guests
in the climb we're breathless above the rest
climbing a cloud climbing a cloud