August 16, 2006

Don't call me love or darling.

"Man tend to will to forget his most traumatic experiences, sometimes the brain actually delete a painfully episode"


- From my painfully memories of Psy


I ain't been writing something about love from ages. Why?

The first answer that blows into my head is: I don't need it.

When you are in a sewer, from which you gradually come out, to find yourself on a garden on the top of a mountain you don't want to deal again with smelly liquids and stinky air.

Do I compare love to a sewer?

No, I do compare the feelings that can born out of love as a sewer.

If I'd have to write NOW what I wrote THEN it wouldn't be the same.

Panta rei my friends, everything flows.

That's why I'm glad I'd written that bookblog of mine, because in those very mooments I was feeling that way. Now no more.Now It's hard to me even to remember.

It's hard to me even to remember the pain.

Maybe it was too much, or simply it's just a nonsense try to hit your balls just to remember how was that painfully feeling when it was daily, costant, tremendous.


Maybe it's a self-defence mechanism, or mankind instinct, that lets us forget to be able to risk again, to risk to fall into the sewers once more, to risk to fall in love again.

I know and talk daily with persons who are dealing with the pain that comes out from love.

Some are about to leave it, some are nealry close to forget it, some just pop in and out of it.

I'd love to answer to their questions looking for advices from me, but I can't.

I am dried. I have no words for you. I am son of my experience.

If a lady'd get close to me right know calling me Love, or Darling I'd probably would be staring at her with surprise and a bit of coldness.

"Don't call me Love or Darling" I'd say.

It's not time yet. I'm not ready yet.

But ancient romans who understood a lot about life centuries before us, they left lot's of writings like "verba volant, scripta manent" Words fly away, writings last.

This Stefs™ can't answer to you, he doesn't have the words, he doesn't want to do it because he feels unable to do it. But believe him when he say "I'm sorry, I can't do anything but pointing to you with my glance and finger what the Stefs™ before me have written".

Good luck

Aloha.

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