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Why is the sea so far away?
They both stare at the tulips. Then they don’t. God is tangled in kite string and we look away.
There is something here. I can feel it. It rules even the cosmos and is bigger than all time.
I want to be better at this. I want my relationship with time and occasion to be a reflex instead of the result of effort, and there is no reason it shouldn’t be. I have the inner loot now.
I think this love thing is really the only way to get through this, to circumvent our differences. I am appealing to their soul; asking them to put down their swords and join me in simply “being” on this planet.
I very much like the idea of how we bring all of our experiences with us, they are part of us. I couldn't feel at all so deeply if I had not experienced the hard things, so I suppose I am grateful.
So we bring all of our experiences with us, and I don’t know why but I feel like I’m going to burst. All we have to do is love each other, and the planet. That’s all. That’s the foundation.
...how do I reconcile the meeting of his goodness and his fuckery here in my own miserable self?
How about a little something for the kid over here!
"I want your loot," to use Salinger lingo.