Has anyone ever sought God above words?
Everything I read about love seems to me so idle, so
ennéglisé! Poetry must be above the words, I think she is one of the few languages that transcends the word, be it visual, tactile, auditory ... Now I seek the poetry that speaks of love as we can humanly speaking, and I found none. Poor Clement. There
attachment, of course, there's intensity, but there is not this in love. There is no lack, no lack or loneliness. Even less
in this image that is the red heart.
Love is too conceptual to be human, I do not believe in love, but I have no other words. There is a stigma met standards that are passed down from generation to generation, a vengeance on the future, they will be as dumb as us, they will be under the concept.
is why there is fear of saying the "I love you." There is the fear of saying "I put myself under the concept" I kneel before a deadline that is given to a man (e) other man / woman.
I do not want to limit my relationships, I do not want my relationship to a word fashioned by generations of believers in that which is not in me or around me.
This writing is hopeless, since it does not evade his enemies, it can not go beyond words, but she gave birth to the essential existence of the impossible, of course, need of expression.
There will be no standards for us, there will be words, but we will never be words to one another.
I can not tell you that I do not love you, and yet everything is different between us, I miss you fascinates me, you hold a key to my nervous system, you make me malleable, permeable to all sorts of erratic behavior of my ego-social, you depersonalize me, you put me on stage, you erase me, shape me in your concepts ... then we redevons animals.
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