Before I pass away.
I will shed a single tear.
Filled with all my love.
Filled with all my fears.
Filled with all my hopes.
When it hits the ground
I will be the last one to be.
Ready to leave.
– sanados
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
Before I pass away.
I will shed a single tear.
Filled with all my love.
Filled with all my fears.
Filled with all my hopes.
When it hits the ground
I will be the last one to be.
Ready to leave.
– sanados
Fidelity and love are two different things,
like flower and a gem.
And love, like a flower, will fade,
will change into something else
or it would not be flowery.
– D. H. Lawrence
NO, Mr. Lawrence, it’s not like that!
I don’t mind telling you
I know a thing or two about love,
perhabs more than you do.
And what I know is that you make it
too nice, too beautiful.
It’s not like that, you know;
you fake it.
It’s really rather dull.
– D. H. Lawrence
The soul of the Nietzschean is this:
We are arrogant.
We are vain.
We are manipulative.
We are selfish.
And we love our children.
[“Primary Reflections” CY 8428]
– Drago Museveni
Whoever forces himself to love anybody
begets a murderer in his own body.
– D. H. Lawrence
And we, we must take them on the wind,
and let them go.
Embalmed flowers are not flowers,
immortelles are not flowers;
flowers are just a motion,
a swift motion,
a coloured gesture;
that is their loveliness.
And that is love.
– D. H. Lawrence
Love is a great Asker,
the sun and the rain do not ask the secret
of the time when the grain struggles down in the dark.
The moon walks her lonely way without anguish,
because no loved one grieves over her departure.
– D. H. Lawrence
AND because you love me
think you you do not hate me?
Ha, since you love me
to ecstasy
it follows you hate me to ecstasy.
– D. H. Lawrence
What is chaos, my love?
It is not freedom.
A disarray of falling stars coming to nought.
– D. H. Lawrence
Fire is dearer to us than love or food,
hot, hurrying, yet it burns if you touch it.
– D. H. Lawrence
Somehow, alas, he fell in love,
and was sold into slavery.
– D. H. Lawrence
We say atoms are bound by weak attractors.
Why not admit the truth:
the Universe is held together by love.
– MICHIO VON KERR, Wayist physicist