Nothing is worse than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

For me, this poem captures the irresistible passion between femmes and butches. Irresistible, indeed.


Love Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

The better way.

Soneto XVII

No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio
o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,

sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

Estoy de acuerdo, UofMfan.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

- John Ruskin

New Woman Blues

Inside my white armor I am covered with hair and lice.
I haven’t bathed for so long I no longer stink
but give off the odor of perfumed catacombs.
When I open my mouth to say I love you
spiders run over my lower lip and down into my beard.
There is a mouse tail hanging out of the corner of my mouth.
I want our first moments alone to be messy.
I want you to feel all the terror of me you will ever feel, now.
If you take me as I am I will never disappoint you.
I wake at night and cut my dreams into paste-ups;
the snack snack snack of the scissors will test you.
I am violent and unpredictable.
I eat snake heads.
I have invited my beast to come live in my skin,
look out through my eyes.
I deny nothing.
I have no secrets.
I will give you more truth than you ever wanted.
I fuck like the last day on earth.
When your parents come to visit
I will lead them into the room which is always in darkness
and there under the black light
show them my collection of missionaries
from all over the world.

When I say I love you
great greased cogs begin to turn
down below the sewers.
With me you have always more than you wanted.
Your leprosy is nothing to me.
Your psychotic episodes,
your collection of Filipino war knives,
nothing; your vibrating bras
ringed with Italian Christmas lights,
nothing compared to the vise-grip I’ll put on your heart.
Your legs will shake so badly waiting for me to come home
you’ll scarcely notice they get worse when I’m there.
I drink a glass of blood every morning.
The Jehovah’s Witnesses will not knock on my door.
Now I’ve told you everything.
No surprises down the road, no disappointments.
I’m sorry I’ve done all the talking.
That’s the hardest thing of all you’ll have to bear.

– Doug Anderson

"When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.

The faithful see the invisible, believe the incredible and then receive the impossible."



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Have the courage to follow your Divine Plan.
Have the courage to follow your heart.

I'd rather be riding my motorcycle thinking about God than sitting in church thinking about my motorcycle ~Author Unknown

Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul. ~Author Unknown

You start the game with a full pot o' luck and an empty pot o' experience... The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck. ~Author Unknown

"When the drumbeat changes, the dancers must adapt."

Burkina Faso Proverb

When someone is impatient and says, "I haven't got all day, I always wonder, How can that be? How can you not have all day?
George Carlin

From an old and very dear friend:

Hilarious...
 

Have you ever seen the headline: Psychic wins lottery.