tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post7373202983817631135..comments2023-10-28T11:00:15.640+01:00Comments on Aucturian nightmare- The Flakey Journal of Judith: The Sacrifice of the HeartJudithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04307596339529823805noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-19815349669998723372007-03-15T22:01:00.000+00:002007-03-15T22:01:00.000+00:00Same here. Who hasn't heard those awful words? See...Same here. Who hasn't heard those awful words? Seems like that's all i have been hearing for nearly a quarter of a century.<BR/><BR/>As for keeping girls and boys apart, i have my own ideas on that but can't be arsed to write it down.<BR/><BR/>Love that Yeats poem, want to poke hot pointy sticks in the eyes of the Chinese gentleman.General Catzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06103494592585413218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-793580710193370512007-03-15T10:41:00.000+00:002007-03-15T10:41:00.000+00:00Hearts'decoys of love', now that you have zoned in...Hearts<BR/>'decoys of love', now that you have zoned in on that expression in my minds eye all I could hear was some news reader telling the public to be aware of the 'decoys of love' that are currently flooding the country LOL (I swear to you Im not drinking - just rambling LOL) Ahh Yeats the weaver of dreams of the cloths of heaven - marvelous man!<BR/>Stucco <BR/>Ive SO been there . you almost wish you could say to them after they deliver the line, there and then 'what the fuck is wrong with me ? I havent got ten heads ,decent (?!) Im a smouldering fucking lover and your choosing that gawky looking looser over this *points at oneself*' then the snotty tears and the fuck you's come to the brim.. Still happy memories because somewhere along the line you know you found someone that rocks your world and theyre stuck in looserville -empty & souless and pining for the 'one that got away' aka you. I play this over in my head when I find myself daydreaming of those times and cackling away to myself in self satisfaction<BR/>Slag<BR/>Other cultures seem to have some logic in their customs alright as far as seperating the sex's until they come of age. But our masochistic society loves the thrill of the chase, but all love when broken down in its most primordial form is just genetics and darwinistic. I love your term though 'filthy girl hungry young men' I wish I met more of their sort when I was younger LOLJudithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307596339529823805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-74456640977585119572007-03-15T04:57:00.000+00:002007-03-15T04:57:00.000+00:00I believe the emotional aspects of this issue have...I believe the emotional aspects of this issue have been adequately addressed, so how about we kill the mood with pseudo-science. Regarding relationships that involve sexual tension, I think platonic structures stem from instinctual tendencies to avoid inbreeding. It has often been a problem, especially in under populated cultures, for young adults who have been raised in very close proximity to their prospective (future) mates, to overcome the issues of “girl germs“ and “coodie turds.” It is not uncommon to hear of ancient and contemporary cultures alike who still separate young males from females for extended periods of time as part of the “coming of age” tradition. It is easy to write these things off as obvious attempts to keep filthy girl-hungry young men away from vulnerable young women. While there are multitudes of rational reasons to separate hormone crazed kids from one another, the most significant benefit of this strategy, from an evolutionary and natural selection point of view, has to be the propagation of the species and the diversification of the gene pool. It all sounds pretty cut and dry I know. But alas, when you break love down to it’s constituent components, all you have are neat little piles of chemical compounds and biological debris. I learned all of this at a prestigious place of higher learning called the University of I Don’t Know What the F*ck I’m Talking About. I dropped out after one semester because they clearly had no f*cking idea what they were talking about. ;-)slaghammerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09953077995449374710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-36635574008685251762007-03-15T02:45:00.000+00:002007-03-15T02:45:00.000+00:00No no no no. That "like a brother" or "as a frien...No no no no. That "like a brother" or "as a friend" bullshit completely sucks. I had WAY more than my fair share of that crap. <BR/><BR/>I'll never understand why it is that females, who are capable of multiple orgasms, are so disinclined to let young, hormonally imbalanced lads to refine their abilities.Stuccohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11486166896422212439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-2402121317252525622007-03-15T00:34:00.000+00:002007-03-15T00:34:00.000+00:00Nobody quite holds a candle to Yeats. He's my her...Nobody quite holds a candle to Yeats. He's my hero.<BR/><BR/>What a delightful term "decoys of love" is. Unrequited love is less delightful. I am quite familiar with the concept, but agree that all those long-ago hurts were only practice for the real thing.<BR/><BR/>I have heard it said that in every relationship, one loves more than the other. I am sure that in the best ones, both parties love one another equally, and that is what we all deserve.heartinsanfranciscohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07535397382991383931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-80695657786221989882007-03-14T15:21:00.000+00:002007-03-14T15:21:00.000+00:00OlivesI think life throws us these decoys of love ...Olives<BR/>I think life throws us these decoys of love in preparation for 'the real thing' so when we do come across really lasting potential relationships we have prepped ourselves not to be 'obvious & scarey' LOLJudithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307596339529823805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-45282536013503777432007-03-14T15:16:00.000+00:002007-03-14T15:16:00.000+00:00I have always found that when some guy showed he l...I have always found that when some guy showed he liked me way more than I liked him, it scared me, I thought there was something wrong with him and always threw that guy back. When I showed a guy i liked him way more than he liked me, I always got kicked to the curb. I would say, I can't remember a name or face of any of those infatuations. I was just lucky enough to get practice on them, for when I met Poor Bill, I knew enough not to be obvious and scarey.Pickled Oliveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01327480619332102067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-43197354575708710122007-03-14T12:06:00.000+00:002007-03-14T12:06:00.000+00:00I agree with you on the point if we where truly he...I agree with you on the point if we where truly healthy we would not pursue love objects which reject us. But the heart bares such a war on sound thinking that for most of us who have experieced such torment its the gradual wretch that sometimes takes an infinity to move on.Judithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04307596339529823805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19065923.post-26566029442534158332007-03-14T11:57:00.000+00:002007-03-14T11:57:00.000+00:00Personally, I think unrequited love serves a purpo...Personally, I think unrequited love serves a purpose. It allows one to love without real intimacy, and there fore, risk. And it fulfils some emotional need. If we were truly healthy, we would not continue to pursue love objects who reject us, we would accept they were not for us and would move on. I say this as someone who loved a man unrequitedly for five years, then rejected him when he finally offered himself to me.<BR/><BR/>PussGlamourpusshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01450175254756849062noreply@blogger.com