The best cure for foiled love is a sense of humor. :-) Or read Ovid.
On May 6, 8:24�am, Chris Jenkins <[email protected]> wrote:
> Hate is a passion, much like love. Some suggest it is the opposite of Love,
> but I disagree. I believe the opposite of love is indifference.
>
>
>
> [ Attached Message ]From:Slip Disc <[email protected]>To:"\"Minds Eye\""
> <[email protected]>Date:Wed, 6 May 2009 06:14:14 -0700
> (PDT)Local:Wed, May 6 2009 8:14�amSubject:[Mind's Eye] Re: What is the nature
> of Love?
>
> Yes, interesting enough, hate can sometimes seem the equal
> counterbalance that allows for tolerance. �We know we can love and we
> know we can hate as they both sit within us awaiting their turn to be
> expressed. � It is the love/hate relationship with life.
>
> On May 6, 7:53�am, Molly Brogan <[email protected]> wrote:
>
>
>
> > An interesting twist in the conversation, as I wonder if hate isn't
> > Eros driven. �Unrequited love can easily turn to hate which still
> > allows the expression of passion although with a destructive tone. �Do
> > we hate cities because we don't feel the love in them? �Why do we step
> > so easily into the role of hater?
>
> > On May 5, 11:45�pm, Slip Disc <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > But we do have tender hearts
> > > underneath don't we? <<Rosey
>
> > > A medal? Not at all, but perhaps a plaque to go along with the tartar.
> > > lol
>
> > > Exclusivity.............I did not say that you "lacked" but only that
> > > you were not exclusive, meaning that there are many others who share
> > > your experience. �You were the one who brought up Brooklyn as if it
> > > were a first experience. �I've seen much death and horrendous activity
> > > prior to my 10th birthday so I can only imagine what you have seen.
>
> > > I find that people, in general, perceive NY in a twisted view, most
> > > never have even visited, let alone live there, but still offer some
> > > jaundiced perception. �Compared to many other cities that I have
> > > visited and in which I have lived, NY is a place that is more loving
> > > than most can possibly comprehend. �Surely every city has its less
> > > than desirable citizens. �It really comes down to the company you
> > > keep!
> > > Long Island still has its charm, retained by those who have the
> > > money. �I left in the late 70's but usually visit every year during
> > > the summer and occasionally in winter, not my favorite time of the
> > > year but there is something about the snow covered pines that calls to
> > > the heart, as long as you don't have to scrap it off your windshield
> > > and drive in it. �I also have a love/hate relationship with NY and
> > > have fears that someday the encroachment by city dwellers will one day
> > > render the east end as a useless wasteland, as they have done with the
> > > inner cities. �Talk about natural love, is there something to examine
> > > concerning natural hate? �Is there a natural hate?
>
> > > I've reached the end of my daily endurance and must sign off, manana
> > > amiga!
>
> > > On May 5, 9:33�pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > Perhaps I should give you a medal for having one up on me. �Bowing
> > > > gracefully to the master of whereabouts in NY. �You did say that I
> > > > lack in exlusivity, oh worthy one. �You're lucky, you got to
> > > > experience more piss infested, graffitti smitten, agonizingly dreadful
> > > > parking hunts, deathdefying train rides, homeless flashers, gang
> > > > member wannabe's, sidewalks wreaking eau' de la garbage, drunks at
> > > > every corner New York City. �Did I miss anything? �Oh yes, the most
> > > > obnoxiously rude people in the country. �But we do have tender hearts
> > > > underneath don't we?
>
> > > > However, I am honored that you find my posts interesting. �Possible
> > > > encouragement for more participation from my end. �But I must say that
> > > > I find all of your posts intriguing, provoking, and overall
> > > > entertaining.
>
> > > > I no longer live in NY, we ran the neighborhood as kids. �I have a
> > > > love/hate relationship with NY. �I don't think I can ever live there
> > > > again, but I do love to visit. �I make sure that we bother my mother
> > > > at least once a year. �You can't get away from Gino's Italian Ices and
> > > > the ever so greasy, best pizza in the US. �As far as the grafitti is
> > > > concerned, NY'ers being the smart and savvy bunch that they are, use
> > > > graffitti as a good memory tactic, you know just in case they forget
> > > > their name or Nom de Plume. �It comes in handy being on every wall,
> > > > bus and train. �Nothing like Rosey emphasized in bubble letters all
> > > > over the place. �That's passion inspired art, for thy self, created
> > > > and reveled by LOVE. �Had to keep the thread on topic.
>
> > > > Fuggeaboudit.
>
> > > > On May 5, 8:14�pm, Slip Disc <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > Which end of the barrel? lol �That's funny! � I see you also have a
> > > > > humorous side!
>
> > > > > You are sharp Rosey, but I have one up on you, that being that I spent
> > > > > the first 10 years of my life in various parts of Brooklyn, and 10
> > > > > years after in various locations in Queens Borough, H.S and College in
> > > > > NYC, on to Long Island, still having a home on the east end. �I have
> > > > > hundreds of friends and family in all areas and so have up to the
> > > > > minute knowledge. �Perhaps you are living in one of my old pads (now
> > > > > called cribs) lol. � I live in the Southwest because I don't have to
> > > > > shovel heat. �You are brash and daring but far from exclusive, still I
> > > > > love you, handywoman. �Your posts are provocative and stimulating with
> > > > > the ball always landing in the court of Minds Eye. �This is good, as
> > > > > it provides stimulus for the dead heads to finally open their minds
> > > > > and address new issues, which of course you will continue to provide.
>
> > > > > Peace, Love and Joy!
>
> > > > > PS: So when are you going to do something about all the graffiti in
> > > > > NY? I was very upset about the desecration on my last visit.
>
> > > > > On May 5, 5:56�pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > You do Slip??? �Which end of the barrel?
>
> > > > > > Tink, that hardly qualifies as art. �Try again.
>
> > > > > > On May 5, 6:41�pm, Slip Disc <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > I hear cooing!
>
> > > > > > > On May 5, 5:28�pm, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > Is that like when a young man about town comes up with a killer
> > > > > > > > line
> > > > > > > > to bring in a lady he's after?
> > > > > > > > Pick your play any day :-)
>
> > > > > > > > I like 'higher power', rather than something above us, the best
> > > > > > > > 'of'
> > > > > > > > us.
>
> > > > > > > > peace & Love
>
> > > > > > > > On May 5, 5:54�pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > Sometimes a revelation can happen when focused on a deep
> > > > > > > > > intent love
> > > > > > > > > for someone. �That's inspiration, passion and wholehearted
> > > > > > > > > loving.
> > > > > > > > > Now I'm picking on you. �:P
>
> > > > > > > > > Of course the ability comes from a higher authority or so I
> > > > > > > > > believe.
>
> > > > > > > > > On May 5, 2:55�pm, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > > My dear young lady, what explains any revelation?
> > > > > > > > > > Although God usually gets the credit, I'd say it's the
> > > > > > > > > > collective
> > > > > > > > > > intelligence.
>
> > > > > > > > > > peace & Love
>
> > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 10:37�pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > > > What about when the "explosion of art" is provoked simply
> > > > > > > > > > > due to
> > > > > > > > > > > thinking about someone, what explains that revelation.
>
> > > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 7:00�pm, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > I would think the 'exploding in the arts' would be
> > > > > > > > > > > > better classified
> > > > > > > > > > > > as insight, inspiration or revelation rather than Love.
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > peace & Love
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 6:28�pm, rigsy03 <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > Yes. It explodes in the arts. Have done the whole
> > > > > > > > > > > > > trip- painting,
> > > > > > > > > > > > > music, needlearts, poetry, gardening, cooking,
> > > > > > > > > > > > > diplomas. It still
> > > > > > > > > > > > > doesn't cure a lost heart. I am now a hermitess
> > > > > > > > > > > > > living in a grand
> > > > > > > > > > > > > house. My children are scattered and I was a good
> > > > > > > > > > > > > mother to them.
> > > > > > > > > > > > > Maybe that is Love.
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 5:04 pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > Love is beauty and pain defined. But in order to
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > experience the pain
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > you must see its beauty. Which often happens
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > unexpectedly. I wish I
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > wasn't one of those people that think with their
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > heart. What is the
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > value of brilliance when the actions of your heart
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > blind you from
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > using it? When I think of love, it's a deep, deep,
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > longing for
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > passion. Perhaps a flight without a plane. Or a
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > swim without water.
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > Maybe even a delicacy tasted without swallowing.
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > It's there but your
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > wary from it, worried about losing it, careful but
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > not capable of
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > determining whether you keep it or not, as love
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > does change. It gives
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > one the ability to things they would never expect.
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > For example: I was able to play a tune on the
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > piano, yet I don't play
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > the piano. No, not expertly, I would post a link to
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > it but would be
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > worried about getting critiqued by experts. I am no
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > expert and don't
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > play the piano, never have, we bought a keyboard
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > about two months ago,
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > yet I managed a whole heart felt tune, I closed my
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > eyes and let my
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > fingers work their own magic. Do you think love
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > gives one
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > abilities?
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 5:46 pm, rigsy03 <[email protected]>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > wrote:
>
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am one of you- though disappointed and
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > resigned. I look back over my
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > life as a grief of love. Take my heart but spare
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > me my money. The last
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time I heard "jaded" was from my highschool
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > sweetheart who I dated for
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > a year after he divorced from a 30 year marriage.
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > He was still a jerk
> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > and died soon after I left him. Stuff happens.
>
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