Saturday, November 04, 2006

Dick Laurent is Dead.

By the by, we extradite more often than we contain. We spill what we cannot contain, for it overflows.

We all seek love so that our cup can reach that point where nothing else can enter, because we are so full of life... We seek love because it's supposed to epitomize and, itself, contain all emotions, as if love itself is a life itself. And so, thus, vicariously, we seek our life through our seeking for love. We want affirmation and confirmation that we human and that we are alive and that we are indeed worth living another day for--love confirms that someone else thinks we're good enough to live another day. God gives us love, but a partner gives us physical love, gives us a hug when a prayer just won't do.

I can see a lot of life in you.

I want love and want life, as well, but my glass if half empty and I am 1\4ths bullshit.

You look beautiful.

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