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Do you know the taste of ...? Midnight, a baritone kinda of murmur-sang: "Do you know the taste of loneliness? Lonely because missing whom. Do you know the taste of missing somebody?"... ... (Do you know? Pls reveal.) **lyric excerpt** 
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11/8/2006 9:56 pm |
... When I saw the title of this post I was almost afraid to open it, lol. More than missing somebody, a more exquisite pain is missing someone you have never had and know you can't? 
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Well, gals, sorry for my late response. But is this only a femine topic? no guys join the forum. Mold Always presenting new chic pics. I like the big stone on yr neck but really u'r too white to be a S.E asian. Pain becoz you have loved deeply and painfully. Pls try to love lightly, as the breeze whispering... I prefer it tastes like drinking a jasmine tea or a lemonade. Not too pungent, but last longer - sour, sweet, bitter, crystal-like -all in one, stimulating the tongue, nose nerve end then the mind. A lighter and beautiful touch.
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Gourmet, Long time no see. What you spoke like a well-composed prose. Missing is having at the same time. Why not indulge unquenchably? and do some inner exercise.
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11/14/2006 7:15 pm |
Pls try to love lightly, as the breeze whispering... I prefer it tastes like drinking a jasmine tea or a lemonade. Not too pungent, but last longer - sour, sweet, bitter, crystal-like -all in one, stimulating the tongue, nose nerve end then the mind. A lighter and beautiful touch. Swallowstui, you describe a form of love I am not capable of. Friendships yes, they come, they go, some stay. I am happy either way, open to make new friendships, but don’t really miss the old ones as it feels we’re always connected, can pick up from where we left off even after years and years. There is less attachment, jealousy, possessiveness, suspicion than romantic love. Maybe different loves to suit different personality types? I find it hard to love someone a little, "lightly" as you say, then it would be closer to friendship. The “stone” I wear is a unique type of glass tektite, caused by a meteorite impact in the Moldau Valley in what is now the Czech Republic, 16 million years ago. It looks almost black but when you hold it up against the light it is a translucent bottle green. I can see energy sometimes ‒ it has a steady clear ‘dotted’ stream ‘joining’ different points much like the science textbook drawings of magnetic poles. Rinpoche, your analogies can be torturous. Let me try… Most of us here are not dreamy adolescents. Pain can be as much part of love. We need some pain as a relative to happiness. How else do we know how happy we are? We fall in love despite or even because of the other person’s faults or our own follies. We love someone wholeheartedly without expecting anything in return. Er, only up to a point, in romantic love specifically. How is missing someone “prophylactic treatment”?
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11/14/2006 7:22 pm |
Pls try to love lightly, as the breeze whispering... I prefer it tastes like drinking a jasmine tea or a lemonade. Not too pungent, but last longer - sour, sweet, bitter, crystal-like -all in one, stimulating the tongue, nose nerve end then the mind. A lighter and beautiful touch. Swallowstui, you describe a form of love I personally have not experienced. Friendships yes, they come, they go, some stay. I am happy either way, open to make new friendships, but don’t physically or emotionally miss the old ones as it feels we’re always connected, can pick up from where we left off even after years and years when we meet again. There is less attachment, jealousy, possessiveness, suspicion than romantic love. Maybe different loves to suit different personality types? I find it hard to love someone a little, "lightly" as you say, then it would be closer to friendship. The “stone” I wear is a unique type of glass tektite, caused by a meteorite impact in the Moldau Valley in what is now the Czech Republic, 16 million years ago. It looks almost black but when you hold it up against the light it is a translucent bottle green. I can see energy sometimes ‒ it has a steady clear ‘dotted’ stream ‘joining’ different points much like the science textbook drawings of magnetic poles. My desk faces the rising sun so my face was over-exposed. Skin tone is closer to that of my arms. Rinpoche, your analogies can be torturous. Let me try… Most of us here are not dreamy adolescents. Pain can be as much part of love. We need some pain as a relative to happiness. How else do we know how happy we are? We fall in love despite or even because of the other person’s faults or our own follies. We love someone wholeheartedly without expecting anything in return. ... Er, only up to a point, in romantic love specifically. After which, that would be called masochism. How is missing someone “prophylactic treatment”?
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Mold, Too painful in love is very exhuasting. And i guess I liked it in my adolescence more than now in my thirties. Now i go for that light approach I described perviously. It is like a woman's dressing taste - when young, prefer dazzlingly glamorous dressing plus lots of accessories; when older, simple is best. Enjoy to love heavily, lethally is something like enjoying poisons. In my view, speaking fm my own perspective, it is only you yourself (or we ourselves) touching yrself/ourselves deep inside, not the love affair itself. In another word, becoz you indulge in it, but not bcoz the love itself is real moving. Abt my compliment, it's true. But, female and male's esthetic standard is differet. That means my compliment is a man's critique. Would you still thank me?
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DVC Reconstructive surgery for our hearts? Prophylactic treatment? Works of our imagination? A rack of medicine words. Somehow true, if the missing process is a sweet one. As drawn by Mould/EG., there'r two types of missing, one can be painful. Well, for me, missing somebody is like treading together some beautiful memories. It is not works of imagination. And, be able to miss is indeed a bliss. Where's there the distinction btw having and missing?
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11/15/2006 12:59 am |
Oops, my pre-posts were regurgitated when you edited the post. Could you delete them please? I married relatively young by today's standards. After I divorced, I felt born again. So, I love recklessly, like an adolescent. Ah, your compliment was an off-handed insincere one like many men? Or, to be over flatter myself (yet again), do you mean you're flirting meaninglessly with me?
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DVC, Memory is built on some facts. Imagination is quite illustionary. "DVC - Having is childishly believing that we own someone; missing is maturely appreciating the fact that we do not own them. " What a metaphysics conclusion. Not everyone can admit this. MOLD I seldom lie and believe that what i said, even complimented, was true fm my inner feelings. And i dont have the qualification to flirt w/ you coz i am not on the same level as you. My joke, apprently a silly one that you didnt catch, was just to point out the esthetic standard btw man/woman: If a woman says someone/sth is beautiful, a man may object. BTW, do you mean you are making up the time for your adolescent reckless love bcoz you married early and missed some time? hehe...
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11/26/2007 7:37 pm |
missing someone.....sure...I feel mum has never left and when I feel like going home to see her only did i knew she had left.... I think I 'see' her more than anyone. This happen even when dad passed on 47 yrs ago.....my thoughts of him stayed frozen in time since then and likewise with mum too.....but i had more memories of her.....wonder if my kids will feel the same about me when i pass on.
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11/30/2007 6:48 pm |
...to cure pain...you need to give KINDNESS....not panadol ! Kindness overcomes many things...it gratifies the heart....
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