i did everything to please

[klena]

I want to tell you I love you all for responding to me. As several people already know, I cried once I saw you were all OK.

My nerves are shot and since I got home 2 hours ago, I've cried about 4 times. Through various trauma stuff and stuff that happened TO our bus on the way home.

But I've had tea. And Blanche, kitten, is sitting in my lap purring like it's all OK. So maybe it is.

We'll cope. Because we have to. And because it's the thing to do. And we do it well.

Love you alls.

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[klena.livejournal.com]

But must all people escape from such happiness? Is it not possible to retain these potent feelings?

The newborn passion of kittens is amazing.

I know that I am loved, but often I feel chilled because I can't feel the fire within myself. So I feel cold and...undesired. But the kittens are a wonderful source of heat.

I want to let you know that you really make me think, and that the way in which you express your unique way of thinking really gets through to me. I think you are awesome.

[urbanelf.livejournal.com]

But must all people escape from such happiness? Is it not possible to retain these potent feelings?

It is possible. Always possible to retain them. They must simply be nourished, as a growing plant. The flower, or perhaps, the flowering tree of this primal happiness has seeds sown within us all. It is also the fruit from the metaphorical tree of primal love and the happiness it brings that sustains me in the way that I am, that keeps me alive and well.

The newborn passion of kittens is amazing.

Not even death can extinguish that passion.
Neither can it be destroyed in life.
It can be embraced, or it can be repressed. Celebrated, or hidden.
I choose to celebrate it, and thus, to perpetuate it.

I know that I am loved, but often I feel chilled because I can't feel the fire within myself. So I feel cold and...undesired. But the kittens are a wonderful source of heat.

That source of heat is something that living creatures desire much, it is something I myself have been guilty of wanting.
The warmth of another living being.. Those kind of thoughts actually have been known to drive me to a certain kind of passion *grin*
undesired is a dirty unrtuth, catch my drift?
Your each word proveth that.
If I ever had the opportunity to kindle that fire within you, I would be honoured at the chance.

want to let you know that you really make me think, and that the way in which you express your unique way of thinking really gets through to me. I think you are awesome.

To inspire thought is one of my greatest joys. And to be true to knowing how to tell it, in the language of the feelings that I feel, which can only be described by the nible tongue and spritely fingers conspiring with the loving brain, that is my heart's song, and I sing it because it is

And you're awesome too =)

[klena.livejournal.com]

It is possible. Always possible to retain them. They must simply be nourished, as a growing plant. The flower, or perhaps, the flowering tree of this primal happiness has seeds sown within us all. It is also the fruit from the metaphorical tree of primal love and the happiness it brings that sustains me in the way that I am, that keeps me alive and well.

Then I hope for the ability to retain the joy I feel now and to recall on it for strength when I need. I hope to remain youthful in the memory of joy whilst not staying stuck in the past. Is such a thing attainable?

That source of heat is something that living creatures desire much, it is something I myself have been guilty of wanting.
The warmth of another living being.. Those kind of thoughts actually have been known to drive me to a certain kind of passion *grin*
undesired is a dirty unrtuth, catch my drift?
Your each word proveth that.
If I ever had the opportunity to kindle that fire within you, I would be honoured at the chance.

I've never sought passion like the kind you're referring to *grins* but I've sought warmth and passion in friendship. Even if I still feel chilled, at least I know I've sought for warmth. I understand that undesired is an untruth but the body and mind are deceptive. I would be honoured to feel warmed by you.

To inspire thought is one of my greatest joys. And to be true to knowing how to tell it, in the language of the feelings that I feel, which can only be described by the nible tongue and spritely fingers conspiring with the loving brain, that is my heart's song, and I sing it because it is

And you're awesome too =)

Then sing on, piper!

[urbanelf.livejournal.com]

"Then I hope for the ability to retain the joy I feel now and to recall on it for strength when I need."

That is what it's there for, I think.
But recalling it in time of stress remains harder than recalling it in time of content. So one needs methods of recall.
Best to find what works well for you, and stick with it.

"I hope to remain youthful in the memory of joy whilst not staying stuck in the past. Is such a thing attainable?"

It is possible. Like anything worthwhile, it isn't easy. But it is possible, and I believe that you're capable of it.

"I've never sought passion like the kind you're referring to *grins* but I've sought warmth and passion in friendship. Even if I still feel chilled, at least I know I've sought for warmth. I understand that undesired is an untruth but the body and mind are deceptive. I would be honoured to feel warmed by you."

*grins deviously* Lend me a moment to get my mind out of the gutter here..
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..
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Alright, then, if I can't get out the gutter, we'll go for rational thoughts from within the gutter..

The funny thing here of course, is that I have never sought out sexual passion. I have often sought the warmth and passion of friendship.

When I finally did experience sexual passion it happened as an aspect of a close friendship. It is still something I can only say I have experienced with friends. To me, the differentiation between friend and lover has always been a slim one.. To me, a lover is.. well.. a really really close friend.. Not necessarily one who I've even been touchy-touchy with.. It's more of a state of mutual mentality that makes people lovers I think.

And I still can't fathom seeking that kind of passion. If I sought it, it wouldn't be the same.. Would it? It isn't something someone chooses anyway, it just happens.

"Then sing on, piper!"

Pshhhyeah.. X)
.. Like anyone could bloody stop me! =D