More ruminations, rambles, rants and raves from the downhill side of the mountain.
Just so you know exactly where I stand vis-a-vis today's polarized politics, let me recommend this organization to you.
And I also recommend my gentle employer to you as well. The Barnes & Noble Affiliate Network, which seemed to have stopped working, is back in operation, so the links and banners are working again.
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And I also recommend my gentle employer to you as well. The Barnes & Noble Affiliate Network, which seemed to have stopped working, is back in operation, so the links and banners are working again.
Now, go buy some books.
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Hoofin To You: Bridgewater, NJ politics
Inadmissible Evidence
Big Black Van
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In Spite of Years of Silence
Metamorphosism (Mig's new blog)
Real Live Preacher
Skippy the Bush Kangaroo
Alas, A Blog
A Fistful of Euros
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The Poor Man
Barefoot and Naked
Boing Boing
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Fox Den: Creative (i.e. Fiction)Writing
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Ian's Knowledge Modelling Weblog
Future Scan: Future Studies Department University of Houston at Clear Lake
PLSJ (aka Anne, the Anthropologist)
link
International
Lost in Transit
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New Jersey New York Pennsylvania and Delaware
Coffee Grounds
Traveling in Style
Slacktivist Recommended with a bullet!
Hoofin To You: Bridgewater, NJ politics
Inadmissible Evidence
Personal/General
Big Black Van
Overflow
In Spite of Years of Silence
Metamorphosism (Mig's new blog)
Real Live Preacher
Blogs with Attitude
Skippy the Bush Kangaroo
Alas, A Blog
A Fistful of Euros
BuzzMachine
Eschaton
Pedantry
The Poor Man
Barefoot and Naked
Boing Boing
Craigblog
Fafglob
The Road to Surfdom
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E-Mail Me
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What's the Matter with Kansas?
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Sometimes I fancy myself to be one of the last of the true romantics. It is a silly conceit which has little foundation, but I like to indulge myself none-the-less. The problem is that true romantics thunder off following their "hearts" at the drop of a hat--hearts are not known for their intellectual prowess so it is not unusual for the true romantic following his heart to cause deep and lasting emotional trauma to all those near him because no thought has been given to the consequences of that action. On the whole, they usually do the absolute wrong thing in any given situation unless their actions are subject to review by a higher authority. In true romantics, that higher authority usually is on a semi-permanent vacation. I am not a true romantic, therefore, because my "higher authority" usually steps in and stops the heart from fucking up too badly. Not always, mind you, but usually.
The romantic buried within me professes the belief that we do, in fact, have soulmates, persons with whom one can share, without reservation, all the triumphs and vicissitudes of life. In fact, there are probably a number of potential soulmates for each of us out there. It is up to us to find them.
I think I found one of mine when I was a teenager, but, being teenagers, when her dad moved across the country to take a new job, she went with the family and our paths parted. I have been lucky in finding another of my soulmates in my present, future and always wife. She is a true soulmate and I/we are as much in love...no, more...as/than we were 25 years ago. Even though the romantic in me would galumph off in search of a jabberwock at the drop of a hat, the higher authority in me will not let this happen.
And that brings us back to the point in question: the journal of a truly beautiful soul. Even though this lady's thoughts as she sets them down in her journal make my soul sing, and my heart wants to galumph off, I cannot. Fortunately, the ties that bind me here are strong enough to resist that urge. So I can only hope that she finds a soulmate out there who will share both happiness and the sorrow inherent in this life with her. Happiness is always better when shared by a love, and sorrow is always more bearable when its burden is shared with another. *sigh*
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