I am hopelessly in love with the world. I just had a loss in the family from cancer. The end didn't go well, and I'm not on good terms with cancer right now to say the least.Bad shit happens in this world. Sometimes very bad shit. But the simple fact that I was here to live and be with the people…
Romance is a very powerful state. You can get quite swept up by it. Everything around you can contribute to the feeling of romance, making your heart swell and your spirit soar, until...something destroys the mood. Your mother-in-law leaves an audible message on the answering machine about her…
I have not abandoned this group. I invite you to share here from anywhere along that sacred spectrum of love and hate. We all know, like Donnie Darko, there IS really NO black and white, there is only Grey. I tried to say something like that through Chig's character in 925. Good/evil, Love/Hate,…
Does romance have to have a throw-caution-to-the-wind quality to it, or is it simply a matter of feeling secure enough to open your heart to love?
This isn't the conventional man/woman romantic image, is it?
For example, is it more romantic to be on a windy hillside under the stars in summer, to be among the fountains and statues of a majestic building, or to be enjoying a sumptuous meal in a cafe while watching swans glide by on a lake?
NIGHTby: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)Swiftly walk o'er the western wave,Spirit of Night!Out of the misty eastern cave,--Where, all the long and lone daylight,Thou wovest dreams of joy and fearWhich make thee terrible and dear,--Swift be thy flight!Wrap thy form in a mantle…
This is not about couples relationships..but about the beauty and serenity of many things in this life. This is the place to share anecdotes, stories, ideas, parody, goof on each other, and put to rest the poopooing of the idea of romance.