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The Very Nature of Things: love and hate: To whom it may concern: I hate that I love you.....Since I was but a girl this has been true.....Sickens me all the way thru.....Act like ...

The Very Nature of Things: I LOVE EDGAR ALLAN POE

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The Very Nature of Things: To whom it may concern: My First and Only Love

The Very Nature of Things: To whom it may concern: My First and Only Love: Erykah Badu - I Want You Eros, primordial Greek God...he had no parents.  He came into existence after only Chaos, then Gaia. We, c...

To whom it may concern: My First and Only Love

Erykah Badu - I Want You

Eros, primordial Greek God...he had no parents.  He came into existence after only Chaos, then Gaia.

We, come from nothing, born into nothing from no thing.  We just are.  WE are right here, right now, everything right.  There aren't words adequate to explain because we were before any utterance of any sound that ever was. 

I can't and won't try to figure this out.  I will not run from this any longer.  Fear has taken the last of me.

Love is like, all consuming and almost too big sometimes.  As spirit beings in this human experience, trapped in this decaying flesh....we fall short of our own glory.  We allow our fire to be put out with this "dust" that is our Earthly body and we fail to see ourselves and we fail to see each other, forgetting that it is our light that illuminates one anothers' path.

I've written songs and lyrics about my love, thinking I was in love, and wanting to be in love.  I was remembering something not yet realized on this plane, but very briefly visited in my younger years.  Every time I thought I was in love, there were some faint remnants of that first love.  There was some very small thing that I hoped reminded me of what I wanted to have with you.

I honestly had just given up.  I was no where near love, I just wanted to get off the treadmill, or the merry go 'round.  I just wanted to stop. Every relationship I prayed was the last.  I tried to make things what they weren't, knowing deep inside that what I felt may have been a lot of amazing things, but never....never anything close to what I knew in those awkward moments so long ago.

I've been so, so sad and scared most of my adult life.  A broken heart can change everything that you thought was.  Lost love turns everything grey. I forgot so much of who I was.  I stopped caring because nothing mattered. I was destroying myself.

Then I began tearing down walls I had built up.  I began to recreate myself in my own image! I didn't want to be what anyone else wanted me to be.  What a miracle. I found myself and began to shine...and then, and ONLY then could you see me again.  What joy.

Now I know one thing...I want you.

I feel like I'm free falling and sure footed at the same time. 

Scary and thrilling...we come from nothing 

Now, we get to share this beautiful thing. 

You wake my Kundalini

And then like 1,2,3 

Something has come over me

Come over me

Sexual

    Lyrics by me 

 

egyptian orgasm

sacred sexuality

 

I LOVE EDGAR ALLAN POE

A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow --
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand --
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep -- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

love and hate

To whom it may concern:

I hate that I love you.....Since I was but a girl this has been true.....Sickens me all the way thru.....Act like you know but haven't a clue....What it takes to love a woman like me....All my simple complexities....The sweetest dreams are indeed made of these....Nightmares all lucid.....We create reality......Torn to shreds......I bleed and I bled....you need me to.....My pain feeds you.....You are beautiful....and I am you.


Love is an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment.^[1] In philosophical context, love is a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection. Love is central to many religions, as in the Christian phrase, "God is love" or Agape in the Canonical gospels.^[2] Love may also be described as actions towards others (or oneself) based on compassion, or as actions towards others based on affection.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love


Hatred (or hate) is a deep and emotional extreme dislike, directed against a certain object or class of objects.

Philosophers have offered many influential definitions of hatred. René Descartes viewed hate as an awareness that something is bad combined with an urge to withdraw from it. Baruch Spinoza defined hate as a type of pain that is due to an external cause. Aristotle viewed hate as a desire for the annihilation of an object that is incurable by time. David Hume believed that hate is an irreducible feeling that is not definable at all.^[1]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hate