Tuesday, November 20, 2007

kisses

Tuesday, November 20, 2007


thoughts ~


  1. each story has two sides; different humans can see the same scenario completely differently, but ultimately only one side comes closest to resembling reality.
  2. love does, indeed, choose us. its unbelievable ... something amazingly bigger than us. to control it seems tantamount to killing oneself by holding one's breath ~ impossible.
  3. genetics plays a bigger role than i thought in the formation of character ~ i'm blown away at how siamese-ly alike distinct siblings can be in comparison to each other.
  4. there exists a key which unlocks me; i had no idea.
expand the post for a haiku

[I DID NOT WRITE THIS]
good morning kiss
wing beats
of the hummingbird


6 comments:

Anonymous said...

i love...
and yet..
sometimes..
i feel..
as if i missed out.
it's odd, really.

best not to dwell on it too much.

kisses back, sister.

Anonymous said...

I like wet kisses best, chocolate kisses second, but these are a close third.

Thank you.

Anonymous said...

foam ~ love has surprised me recently. and revived me.

x-dell ~ kissing was done to me as part of my childhood abuses. i have always hated it. until recently.

in fact, i've decided that the secret to mona lisa's smile involves kisses.

happy thanksgiving to my american blogmates.

Anonymous said...

"Revived by love..."
I might have to do a post on this friend- in a different place :)
Breathe deep- soak in all you can, love seems to be one of those things that comes in seasons.
Droughts make us weary, the rain season makes us forget our weariness. But both exist and exhange places- always...
My best to you- and I loved the poem :)

Anonymous said...

It never ceases to amaze me how some people can take something so beautiful and turn it into something so ugly.

Anonymous said...

re: x dell's comment.

it is ugly people wanting to take the beauty from the beautiful and possess it in some kind of frankenstein logic


mantissa, this is one of my favorite pieces of art.

thanks for rejoicing in it.

will you write to me and tell me about your love?

i would like to hear about it.

love,

me