a story in progress

Your life is changing in small, important ways every day. The structure is no longer holding, no longer able to stay glued together, so certain things are having to leave you when you’re asleep. They’re so quiet, so considerate when they abandon you, that I bet you don’t even notice. They call this growing up, or something similar to it. 

 By Ryan O'Connell 

I do my thing and you do your thing.
I am not in this world to live up to your expectations,
And you are not in this world to live up to mine.
You are you, and I am I,
and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.
If not, it can't be helped.

Fritz Perls, "Gestalt Therapy Verbatim", 1969

If we can love someone so much- how will we be able to handle it the one day when we are seperated? And, if being seperated is a part of life, and you know about seperation well…is it possible that we can love someone and never be afraid of losing them? At the same time I was wondering if it is possible that, we can live our entire life without loving anyone at all?

Mew in Love of Siam

The doll is the girl’s special plaything; this shows her instinctive bent towards her life’s
work. [. . .] she sees her doll, she cannot see herself; she cannot do anything for herself,
she has neither the training, nor the talent, nor the strength; as yet she herself is nothing;
she is engrossed in her doll and all her coquetry is devoted to it. This will not always be
so; in due time she will become her own doll.

(Rousseau, Emile 1762: 421–422)

I said, finally our time has come. For far too long our voices - the voices of the average have been drowned in the sea of unique individuals and overly exceptional people. 

Anthony Corvino

"..I've imagined myself there so often now that my imagining has taken on the color of memory. You say this is wrong? Who was it, I want to know, who first divided history from dream, who ran his finger down the ranges of the past and decreed a frontier where none had been? When was the treaty that gave us this damnable map, and who gave it authority? No, I'll say it once and be done with it: There is no frontier, in this world or any other, that love or desire or pain can't cross."