Eurhythmic...
Apr. 17th, 2003 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7PIG - [Flesh Fest]--- Kicked up, again, and "spinning around the void," and the realisation that people, around, can be a poor substitue for Person. The over-compensations, inherent (though never thinkthat they aren't loved), in not being able to be where, and with Whom you want to bed. Be. Freudian, in its truest sense. But there's so much more, there, than the simple act, or thought of the act, of sex. There's the ideal that of Being With the Other-- eventually making them Not the other, buit a part of you... More-so...Taken into each other and processed, absorbed, assimilated.... Connected.
For where would we be, without each other? We would have ourselves, alone, surrounded by crowds. And the crowds are Amazing, in their levels of... They. (PIG - [Cry Baby]). But they aren't the full on, one-to-one connections and understand of You. Full and complete... There is, beyond the physical, the need to Know You, in person, for more than a few hours. Days. Weeks. Forever, but know... No... Difficulties, blocking through, and i scream, to Nothingness, my larynx, that a closeness, physically, and a Friend of that level, Emotionally... would be enough.. But it knows, and i know, that in the drifting, sand-blown oceans of my mind, buried beneath the rhetoric, and the bluster.. it would be Good.. but it would never be enough...
PIG - [A Fate Worse Than Death]--- And for that, more than anything, i am truly sorry... I can never be satisfied, with the deepness of a Friendship... There is always the need to know more... To swim, literally, if necessary, in your brain, and your mind... To bathe myself in the pieces, greay and gore-red... Gaining your ideas of You, through osmosis... ingestion... And it's somehow worse, here.. because it can change, and be what it will be... but something will always long to the Other.. the.. not More... but Different.. Thatt One-Step-Over, place, where there was a Label, and it could be seen... The ambiguity is too much to bear.
Ambivalence is tearing me int[w]o halves. And no, i have no solutions...
PIG - [Black Brothel]--- Continuing on the paths of life, that lead us where-ever we shall go... I wish i could teleport...
Embrace the silence...
For where would we be, without each other? We would have ourselves, alone, surrounded by crowds. And the crowds are Amazing, in their levels of... They. (PIG - [Cry Baby]). But they aren't the full on, one-to-one connections and understand of You. Full and complete... There is, beyond the physical, the need to Know You, in person, for more than a few hours. Days. Weeks. Forever, but know... No... Difficulties, blocking through, and i scream, to Nothingness, my larynx, that a closeness, physically, and a Friend of that level, Emotionally... would be enough.. But it knows, and i know, that in the drifting, sand-blown oceans of my mind, buried beneath the rhetoric, and the bluster.. it would be Good.. but it would never be enough...
PIG - [A Fate Worse Than Death]--- And for that, more than anything, i am truly sorry... I can never be satisfied, with the deepness of a Friendship... There is always the need to know more... To swim, literally, if necessary, in your brain, and your mind... To bathe myself in the pieces, greay and gore-red... Gaining your ideas of You, through osmosis... ingestion... And it's somehow worse, here.. because it can change, and be what it will be... but something will always long to the Other.. the.. not More... but Different.. Thatt One-Step-Over, place, where there was a Label, and it could be seen... The ambiguity is too much to bear.
Ambivalence is tearing me int[w]o halves. And no, i have no solutions...
PIG - [Black Brothel]--- Continuing on the paths of life, that lead us where-ever we shall go... I wish i could teleport...
Embrace the silence...
