---- Change ----
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I make no external progress
And I can't spell. Or, I can, but not well.
But seriously, I make no outward progress -- still jobless, still laking in the mating department, still uneducated (which is probably very obvious), still gotta fat sack body, but I think I'm getting better (actually, I've lost 1/4th of me)...
And I can't spell. Or, I can, but not well.
But seriously, I make no outward progress -- still jobless, still laking in the mating department, still uneducated (which is probably very obvious), still gotta fat sack body, but I think I'm getting better (actually, I've lost 1/4th of me)...
And I have a job. And I made no effort to get that job.
I hung out with Clay today. We haven't hung out in months. Did I call him? Nope. Did I ask him if he was available to hang out today? Nope. But we did. And I made no effort, whatsoever. We actually just spent a couple of hours, talking on my front porch with me in my house robe and pjs before I actually put any effort into getting dayclothes on.
When I started losing weight almost half a year ago, I wasn't working out. I wasn't eating better. And I lost a cummulative of 40 pounds over the year of 05. And I didn't make any effort to do that and I'm still not making any effort on it.
Maybe you just have to let go.
Maybe excepting that life can't be perfect is when things get better?
You still have to put yourself out there and be available for things, I think.
But let go, if you can.
It's at least worth a try.
---- Love ----
I got into a topic on the subject a few minutes ago and thought I'd share and elaborate/babble.
To me, "love" is not just one cookie cutter word, and a lot of people get the levels of love confused. I love Reeses. I love my family. I love laying out and feeling the moon.
To me, "True Love" is excepting someone for how they are, warts and all. It's not seeing them as perfect, it's seeing them as human. They have faults, they have weaknesses. They're mortal and that's okay with you.
It isn't instant -- it grows.
It's not changing yourself or anyone else, it's not being completely obsessed with someone.
It's not defining yourself by who you're with.
It's working together for a common goal. That's the problem I've seen with my parents, is that, although they might love each other, they cannot work together. And since they can't learn to, they can't truely love each other.
It's balance and exceptance.
It's finding that last peice to the puzzle that's been lost for ages. It's two bodies with one soul. When one dies, the other shortly follows. I know my Grandparents were soulmates. The week before my Grandma died, my Grandpa started getting chest pains. Three-hundred and sixty days after she died, he died.
21 And the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept; and He took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh in its place. 22 Then the rib which the Lord God had taken from man He made into a woman, and He brought her to the man. 23 And Adam said: "This is now bone of my bones And flesh of my flesh; She shall be called Woman, Because she was taken out of Man." 24 Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and they shall become one flesh. 25 And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed. (Genesis 2:21-25 NKJV)
According to the Abrahamic creation myth, Eve came from Adam. God took a part of Adam and created Eve. The first couple was originally one, singular entity. Two bodies with one soul. They saw the other for what they were. It's a belief that crosses hundreds of different faiths.
"... And when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other's sight even for a moment..." Plato
