wen u lov someone, u dont love em all d tym, in xactly d same way, from moment to moment, its an impossibility. its even a lie to pretend. and yet dis is wat most us demand, we have so lil f8 n d ebb and flow of life of love. we leap at d flow and resist in d terror of its ebb. we insist on permanency, wen d only continuity posible in lyf, as in love, is fluidity.. in freedom



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