It is kind of hard to believe that there’s someone out there for all of us, somewhere. It’s a nice idea and I even think I know who my “someone” is, regardless that I will for many diverse and complicated reasons never meet her. Perhaps the necessary condition for there to even be the possibility […]
We never think that we know what love is anywhere near so much as when it feels like it has abandoned us and that, that is the mystery: we must lose what we love to realise just how truly and deeply we loved it.
Soulmates are two sides of one life. It is in the difference and distance between us that we might identify both our selves and each other as though two ends of some silvered, higher-dimensional thread but it is in the binding identity of entangled energy, information and experience that we discover the unity of which […]
My recent fixation on flowers is quite plausibly an instance of psychological transference, where feelings or emotions that might find themselves unattainably inhibited in one direction find new avenues, channels and vectors of (self) expression. We often enough observe the rapid and adaptive transmutation of emotional needs and impulses from one goal to another and, […]
Love is a game best played by fools and in the end we are all played as so many fools by love.
What makes a beautiful story is often not so much that part of the narrative that is obvious and visible to the eye – like the tip of an iceberg – but rather all those depths that remain unseen, unknown and unsaid. Sometimes the back-story is even more powerful than the story itself and raises […]
The presence of absence, of difference and that distance by which perception and experience are even made possible is that mystery which we might aspirationally identify or at the very least interpret as love. Romantic love between two human beings, or platonic and selfless compassion from one person directed to the whole world, is in […]
Love is a theorem of that deeper drive and fundamental axiom towards unity, procreation and species self-propagation that as incorporate creatures we translate as desire.
Even in that classical bond and inscription of participatory cultural self-validation we know of as “marriage”, catastrophic loneliness can arrive on any day and at any hour…
The Universe may be a wily playwright…
