…and what fact of the matter, is that? ; )
Most blues I try to ascribe to are a melange of bitter sweet or rather sweet and sour.But that’s my kinda obsessive over reach toward some measure of consolation
You’re growin on me lol
Um, ok… lol
There seems to be a certain level of misery that the individual allows them self to go/stoop to, so my thinking here was… if One’s gonna do misery, don’t do lowly misery, but a misery that inspires the person to solve their situation physically or mentally… depending on the cause of the situation.
When family and friends would get on my phone and moan about the same problem/s for months, my advice was to rectify the situation or shut-up and put-up with it. They chose to shut-up. 
Yeah that has never been me. Or I.
That was not my decree to you, I cried… but a statement from an observational fact, concerning humanity in general.
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Ontological love…? 
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=angwi58KumE[/youtube]
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First… loving for infinity, next up… making ourselves easy to being loved… objectively
speaking, of course.
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wN9wVsd_oTI[/youtube]
Nice post mag. Your mind is starting to send the important stuff. I’m proud and happy for you.
I’ll add to this. Baby steps. When taking on the cosmos is too much… just love and trust one person.
A concrete person you can touch. And slowly spread your wings from that foundation.
waaaait wait wait wait. glitch in the matrix. Exclusive access principle or whatever.
Is it opposite day? Please tell me it’s opposite day.
Jk. This is a good topsy turvy.
The heading should read Love Deontology to avoid pitfalls, no offense intended.
More than the impossiblity of scratching the unintended: as being a worse use of irony. Got carried away;.to whom it was not intended : sooooooorry.
I wonder who he’s talking to? Or for? roflmao
No 1 in particular. And that includes everyone whom may think so. Most certainly not you, or any one else. Just thinking aloud that’s all.
- ⸘Meno_‽
I guess it wasn’t meant “to be”.
Tip your waitress.
The referential reading into Meaning is provocative but really mistaken. But will, as suggested.
Hunger for love is an inexhaustible re-source for releasing the opposite rather than what’s intended
One could always be straightforward and remove all doubt.
Could One?
Then, could two?
Or three or more?
Could everybody, where every body seeks a ’ soul-brother’?
All it takes is one honest straight forward guy. Plus a rotten apple to make the day, but then hasn’t that been always the case? God so loved the world, so as to enable the two to live in peace.No one without nowhere, peaceful coexistence, words and words.
The solution is of course: love your enemies as God did the angel before he fell. And ironically still does, because they are intrinsically linked. No two ways about that.
But that is the sqare bet, inter Familia, father and son.
Hm. I mean. Sure, why not? I guess.
Or whatever that means.
Jk.
I’ma go bury myself in homework. Which is hilarious if you try not to really think about it.