a reply to:
Night Star
Night Star...
Aside from the spectre of a serious illness, which I have never had (if you discount total raving lunacy of course), the sitting alone thing is
familiar to me. What I have come to realise however, is that many of the people one sees walking happily hand in hand, or sitting on the beach propped
against one another, or sharing a picnic, are not genuinely happy. Greed, jealousy, and thoughts of adultery are rife amongst the population, and even
the most seemingly happy couples, could very well be in the midst of a toxic relationship, without giving any outward sign of it.
I am sure that my former squeeze looks happy as a pig in muck when out and about with the pervert bastard she now associates with, but that does not
detract from the fact that her man was convicted on several counts of possession of indecent images of children. Nor does it change the fact that in
turn, she cannot love, for she has no idea how, so skewed is her psychosexual development.
At the other end of the scale, there are those out there who are so ultimately dense, that they know not the value of the person they are with, other
than as a hole, or a pole to explore and exploit. There are those also, whose connection is purely physical, because they lack the emotional
intelligence to understand love in even the simplest terms. Yes, they may visit the movies together, they may even have children to cement the poor
foundations of their relationships, but you would be surprised how often the couple you see striding together in apparent harmony, are actually going
through the motions, without engaging seriously with loving their partner or spouse.
So do not envy these people, or feel bad that you have not got what they have. What I have come to realise, is that there is no benefit to the
emptiness that consumes those people, which stems from going through the motions, but not being nourished by genuine love. Real love...It is so rare,
and so often imitated, that to envy people their apparent joy, usually renders one being envious of just this:
The ability of these people to lie to themselves for an extended period, and ruin vast quantities of their lifetime by such detrimental dishonesty.