Over the years, I discovered that
people liked to tell me things, in fact they were very personal
things. Things like the love they had found, lost or earned. While
their identities will forever be my secret, I have learned a couple
of things from them as well as my limited experience. Fact is, I was
having lunch the other day with a very dear friend whom I'd known for
the past decade, when she asked what would love have been for us if we had ever
gone for it, which is the inspiration behind this entry; Love to me is different than what most
believe it is, or the sorry excuse the movies make you believe
it is. In fact, I'll give it to you straight; what you mostly refer
to as romantic love for another person is no more than a combination
of chemicals your brain releases in mysterious combinations to
provide you that sensation early on. (Dopamine, Seratonin, and others) You see the initial steps of romance
include these wonderful chemicals our brains release. With a
little emotional maturity we proceed to create a relationship based
on trust, commitment and the other goodies that go into a healthy "togetherness." Eventually, we realize that it is hard
work; So the lazy move on to get their emotional high elsewhere,
while the more realistic keep putting their efforts and build
something beautiful. There's always the immature or what I like to call
“creative” prefer to “keep their options open.” Really
dumb idea, will come back to haunt you. How many people believe in their “soul
mate”? Guess what ? What if I told you, that given the right time
and resources, I could make almost anyone your “soul mate”
Actually, I wouldn't because the means to accomplish are questionable
at best but very achievable. I know how to make you feel warm and
fuzzy about someone, but I can't make it something that would last
unless both of you are determined to make it last. Yes,
the emphasis is on determined.
The moral of the story for me is that
all this business about romance is nice and entertaining, but you know that in the end you want someone who will be
there in the storm, and not one only good at writing
cards, sending flowers and providing eye candy. In closing I'd like to mention the truly wonderful women
who have come into my life and somewhere you've all made a positive
difference. May the days forever allow me to provide you with what I
call “Love” but please don't ever call me romantic until you've
spent years with me.
Only then would I have earned it... B!
(Abusive Relationships excluded
naturally, if you must ask)
My mind has been toying with this wonderful concept for the past week. In trying to make sense of world events and social situations, here's my twisted take on it:
I'd like to define 3 types of persons, and for the sake descriptive words, we'll use the notion of women as an example, yet by no means the only or intended meaning:
There are 3 types of women in this life. The first I'll define as the "Honest-to-God" decent women who sometimes make bad choices. The Second, I'll call "Whores" who have found peace of mind in being open and honest about what they do. The third, are the ones, who don't know whether they're the first or second.
You can translate this concept into many examples, whether it's business, politics or social situations. I've found comfort and pride in knowing the first and second types, as they have a common thread between them, they're honest. I guess you could say their word is their bond. While they differ in their versions of morality, they've recognized the need for sincerety.
In looking at the current global climate, I am confident that you would agree you can identify the "Honest-to-God" woman as well as the whore and "wants-to-be-both" but ends up nowhere type(s)
What's the moral of the story ? I respect the person who is not scared to show their true intentions as well as feelings. On the other hand, I despise those that will attempt all kinds of tricks indirectly to achieve their goals.
Many thanks I'd like to offer the "Honest-to-God" types as well as the Whores of the world. In your presence, I've learned the value of honesty. For the rest, I'm not sure I have any more faith in redemption for you.
I will close with my favorite qoute on this matter;
"Fighting for Peace is Like Fucking for Virginity"
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