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Of all the lies we’re fed
on which we gorge in our comfort-addicted world,
none is more insidious than the lie of romance,
the seductive but infantile notion
that somewhere there exists
someone to complement us in every way
someone who will make us complete.

Of course,
this illusion keeps us
from ever being complete in and of ourselves,
and eventually encourages us
to despise our shortcomings, our flaws,
everything in which our humanity lies.

Our humanity, without which, of course,
we are nothing.

Who Are You?

Well they’re lining up
To mad dog your tilta-whirl
3 shots for a dollar
Win a real live doll

All the lies that you tell
I believed them so well
Take them back
Take them back to your red house
For that fearful leap
Into the dark

I did my time
In the chill of your arms
Now Ophelia wants to know
Where she should turn

Tell me…what did you do,
What did you do the last time?
Why don’t you do that?

Go on ahead and take this the wrong way
Time’s not your friend

Do you cry?
Do you pray?
Do you wish them away?

Are you still leaving nothing
But bones in the wake?
Did you bury the carnivore?
Lions and all
Excuse me while I sharpen my nails

And just who are you this time?
You look rather tired
(Who drinks from your shoe?)
Are you pretending to love?
Well, I hear that it pays well

How do your pistol
And your Bible
And your sleeping pills go?
Are you still jumping out of windows,
In expensive clothes?

Well I fell in love
With your sailor’s mouth
And your wounded eyes

You better get down on the floor
Don’t you know this is war
Tell me who are you this time?

Tell me who are you this time?

==Tom Waits

Where love rules, there is no will to power

“Where love rules, there is no will to power, and where power predominates, love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.”
==C.G. Jung

This is true because love grows out of a choice to be vulnerable; and power exploits vulnerability in an attempt to control.

These are the opposites
Love – vulnerability, truth and intimacy
Power – manipulation, control and selfishness

Yin and yang.
Light and Dark.
Union and separation.

==Marty Wilde

The Quest for intimacy

It is intimacy that I have been seeking and intimacy that has been lost. I feel unified when somebody “gets me” and devastated when that intimacy is taken away or replaced by false intimacy.

To create intimacy one must become vulnerable and share the truth about who one is. It is this risk that sets the tone for others to reciprocate by also getting real. The bond of one person being real and another reciprocating by being real is intimacy.

Intimacy is destroyed by fear, selfishness, judgement, power games, pride and the pursuit of comfort and intoxication. I have been left alone by others who bail on the intimacy, so maybe all intimacy must end and the only constant is the intimacy of ones self with ones truth and ones world – with no claims on others.

Marty Wilde