That I have stared deep into the Other's eyes is a common, often too violent, occurrence. In the pleasant yet turbulent land of desire, there seems to be no abating of loneliness and passion. As to when, there is no reckoning. Even Nietzsche would have laughed at the thought.
I let it be -- and let it go, down where it belongs.
17 Mar 2004
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