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Romantic Writing (2 today)
Go see my first two posts to read a blurb about me. I'd like to meet a kind sensitive person who's real and down to earth, age 27-38. if you reply, say "lake ella" so it doesn't get deleted as spam. .thanks
Her essence is sweet. The dharma of chastity crowned ladies. but not a single sign of fear She's for real in her ecstasy of wonderment. I bow to her outrageous courtesy to sharing love's noun as I take hers into dive into its fragrance. I take this moment because it's here; lighting my path and lifting my wings on her love's inspirations. It's mutual, but soaring ever higher, it's tainted by the part of our lust that's sainted. It rivals in raunchy as much as it's care, for the Love word has merged in it's noun and verb. How brisk a height we solemnly swear is the best moment ever for us to take care. To go beyond the ecstasy is to die and soar ever higher that experience which defies meaning. The question to bear is this how moment should stop? It becomes a gradual coasting to earth's embrace. IN which we lie in each other's arms for 24 hours relishing love's perfection. Taking a blessed moment to be in its care, in caress and to feel the love who's aware. It's the pure girl that's wise to her own case, released of the shadow of love's embrace. I know her less than she knows me from the others whose peaches shook up on her tree. She is the goddess who moves within; our muse, our beloved, our lover, our friend. motion means moving, not static. Emotion of what? Emoting to where? Progressive values, progress in life, progress in creativity, progress inward to find where it comes from; progress in the higher goals of life, progress in what to move beyond motion, seeking and acting; progress also means finding. Finding the safest palce for our emotion's rest. Those emotions are so tired from all that motion~! This rare aspect of our true being wife swapping in Burson CA has an eternal seat of affection. Eternal love dancing around and holding on to things and people that (by definition) will not abide past a few years; so where is our core heart moving towards in the long run? After this life, the brush stroke will go off the canvas. Man will have loved woman in this life, in a way that we intertwine their hearts, arms and hands. But are they able to trust the holding of life's ultimate goal, the paint brush beyond the canvas. When our life extends beyond it, we'll have a hand in each other's destiny only if residing in trust learned, abiding in the eternal seat together. Eternal seat of affection in the heart at most peace, is what carry's us to those higher goals we share. They might have a different name, face, religion etc.. but all who carry eternal messages from above, would not have us donning (and harboring) bad qualities over a long time. The man has to earn his own respect by showing he can hear her wisdom. That's the only motion into each other that breaks the ice of peace. It is a chance in the beginning. If the beginning, neither were ready to abide or dedicate, this qualifies their hearts as delicate. Walking thin ice is not a way of life, though people are conditioned to accept it that way. It is a disease of the eyes ed blindness. Can't see enough good love's and examples any-more to cultivate those good qualities. We don't serve our elders anymore. . .and receive more than just their wisdom; it is the merciful glance of trust and empowerment, which they imbibe in us. Instead, they are carted off in a red van, put in homes and no-one sees that death is always at the door. Music, advertising and industry has brought our civilization down to an animals grunting urge, but more than this has detached us from receiving a hundred years of wisdom afforded by a backdrop of culture where elders are the feathers on the arrow; the men in the middle are real men, and the youth is not wasted on the young chasing phantasmagorical dreams concocted from their unbridled ignorance filled energetic life force. One day we'll get the tip of youth back on the arrow, going in the right direction. Until then, we can only do it one person at a time, and in our own lives. Motion, emotion, motion. When a person's most noble dream becomes reality, all will see them shine, but it starts with the example of seeking truth within and live the example without, in regular day to day love and exchanges.
reply "lake ella"
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