Good, bad, ugly, pretty, smart, common, different and sanity is a question of Consensus

You are someone who is different but wants to be like everybody else- now that a serious illness

... could accuse him of criminal activity, for he had pointed out to Adam and Eve, the exact place the tree was supposed to be found. If he had said nothing, generation on generation would have passed without anyone taking slightest interest in the forbidden fruit, presumably the tree was in a forest full of similar trees, and there fore of no particular value.

But God proceeded quite differently. He devised a rule and found a way of persuading somebody to break it, merely in order to invent punishment. He knew that Adam and Eve will become bored with perfection and would sooner or later test his patience. He set a trap, because, He the Almighty God, was bored with everything going on so smoothly: If eve hadnt eaten the apple, nothing of any interest would have happened in the next Billion years.

When the Law was broken, the Omnipotent Judge, even pretended to pursue them, as if he did not already know all the possible hiding places. With the Angels looking on, amused by the game, he began to walk about in the garden.
Where art Thou? asked God.
"I heard they voice in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked; and I hid myself,' Adam repliedwithout knowing that by making this statement he confessed to his crime.

i miss the story. i miss the dream.

i crib. and i crib a lot.

but i love it.

a story .. incomplete.

More than bored
Sad
More than sad
Unhappy
More than unhappy
ill
More than ill
Abandoned
More than abandoned
Alone in the world
More than alone in the world
In exile
More than in exile
Dead
More than dead
Forgotten.

-- Marie Laurencin

I turned and looked at you. For a few seconds
We gazed at each other's eyes,
and what had seemed impossible and remote
suddenly became possible, inevitable,
and very near...

i do sleep peacefully.. in your arms. i feel your breath. i feel your warmth. i feel safe. but i wonder where this will take us. i wonder how long will i feel bliss. a tear escapes.. and i open my eyes.

Solitude is space for yourself to to be you. But at some point in life you meet and grow up with somebody that for both of us solitude is being with each other. just content sitting next to each other, just content looking at you sleep, just content with life as it is. Holding you spooned in my arms, looking at you imagining the look in your eyes under the closed eyelids. If this moment were to be captured by a painter, he will name it . ..