Comments on: My Whole F***** Life Is A Wreck http://johnrlong.com/2005/09/27/my-whole-f-life-is-a-wreck/ I just blather on and on about stuff that interests me, mostly politics and sex and sometimes movies and art. Sun, 19 Jun 2011 14:42:05 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=4.1 By: SoArt http://johnrlong.com/2005/09/27/my-whole-f-life-is-a-wreck/#comment-6 Wed, 28 Sep 2005 19:51:17 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/?p=9#comment-6 This is the first time I have ever written anything for a blog, and the first blog where I’ve read more than two lines of text. I find blogs self-serving and egocentric, and since this one is fueled by a close friend and mentions me, I am enchanted. Let me say that I, too, enjoyed the 12 x 12, except for a brief veiwing of the closet queen, alchoholic slim weasel who tortured me for three years with his raging insecurity and control freakism and thinks I want him within 400 yards of my corporeal habitat. I shuddered when he hugged a person standing near me and lost my train of thought. Next time he approaches I’m going to let him have a dark, long look at my Darth Vadar split and blast with both barrels. (I’m not over my desire for vengence, it’s only been a few months.) I have two friends who have offered to sell tickets and jump on the pile when the hissing and scratching begins. Enough about me and my captors, let’s discuss the vagaries of love. I, too, am in love with someone I can’t have, and I’m not even sure who it is. I’m reading Dark Nights of the Soul by Thomas Moore and he says that’s the human condition. Sorry, John, your feet and mine are clay. We are always searching for a love that can not be fulfilled, because that connection is not available to us in our present form. It keeps passion alive while our soul’s searching for the oneness that doesn’t come from connection with other people. There is always a third party in every relationship whether represented by a huwoman, dog, job, or addiction, it is the soul searching for the ultimate partner while learning the lessons it has come here to learn. Enough about spirituality, let’s talk about the vagaries of sex. Excuse me, I need a moment. . . . . . . . . . . . . I’m back. That’s how it’s done if your friends who offer benefits are out of town or your lover is busy with whatever keeps him from intimacy with his wife, girlfriend, and lover. Monogomy is for swans and beavers. Revenge is mine. And sex isn’t love. Love is action we take for the greater good. My greater good is the beaver looking for the soul man I can’t have to fill me to the brim of nuclear warming. Drink tea, it’s better for you. I like it milky, hot, and aromatic. Try this mantra: nucular is silenced–golden! beaver on golden pond. beaver on golden wand. (Oops, I seemed to have strayed again–everyone take a moment.)

]]> By: ultimate http://johnrlong.com/2005/09/27/my-whole-f-life-is-a-wreck/#comment-5 Wed, 28 Sep 2005 03:40:30 +0000 http://www.johnrlong.com/?p=9#comment-5 “Under The Big Black Sun” is a great album, but that song is from “Wild Gift,” one of the best albums ever released.

Dennis

]]>