It's like, I understand that some people are objectively attractive. Symmetrical faces or nice hair or 'good' bodies, right? But then I'm just like, 'Yeah, okay. They're good looking. woman.' I don't care. And then I'll see someone with like, that one thing I can not resist and it's not even a thing most people would find attractive. Maybe it's dark eyebrows or a certain type of smile. Most people would go, 'Really? That?' Meanwhile, I am on fire.
Despite the sun, shinning down to drench me in its warm loving rays. Despite the rain, with its temperamental raindrops that could sooth my soul with gentle little kisses, or screams alongside me with droplets plowing into the cement like speeding bullets. Despite the flowers, whose iridescent petals shine with the blinding color spectrum of the air we breathe. Despite the stars, hanging in the sky like diamonds scattered into an abyss of breathless beauty. Despite the wind, that plays with the loose strands of my hair as though to transform the strawberry strands into monarch butterflies. Despite the warm amber pebbles that line beaches shores, and the topaz water dancing around the edges infinite horizon line.
Despite all these beautiful things I am lonely.
Beyond lonely.
I have no one to cast a shadow beside, our fingers intertwined as the sun beams around us. No one to dance beside in the temperamental rainstorms. No one for me to pick flowers for to stick in their paper bag lunches or in the visor of their car to give them a little thing to make them smile. No one to stargaze with, no one to sleep under the stars with, no one to kiss me under the cool rays of moonlight. No one to spin me around in the wind, and tug on the loose strands of my butterfly hair. No one to walk beside on the beach, to play within the topaz water, to build amber sandcastles beside.
It would be nice to have somebody.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
PERSONAL/LETTER/LOVE: YOU'RE MY BLANKET, AND YOU COVER MY HEART
When I crawl into a warm blanket at night, I pretend it's your arms. The sweet smell of home covers me when I curl up under it, however, when I'm with you I can feel that, feel at home. That thin cloth of security strengthens me, and tells me I can sleep fearless, but in your arms I feel like you will protect me, and you are fearless.
Nothing can harm me under the cozy embrace of my blanket, but I know it's possible that it will slip away... Then leave me cold...
It's a scary thought isn't it? That my covers may come off in my sleep... That I'll freeze. Just like you can loosen your grip on me, and leave me to feel the cold embedded heart ... All you could do is reach out with the tips of my toes, and feel the blanket that once covered me, and has not quiet left.. All you could do Is clutch onto that hope only grasping onto that little bit of love...
But those are the fears of a nightmare while hiding under the blanket,because in all honesty a nightmare is nothing compared to a dream. Dream, separating the good in my thoughts. When I feel my warmth held
under that blanket, I remember the warmth held in my heart. No matter where you are you warm my soul and keep me safe. love... It guides me, shelters me with warmth, stops my nightmares...
You're my blanket, and you cover my heart.
Nothing can harm me under the cozy embrace of my blanket, but I know it's possible that it will slip away... Then leave me cold...
It's a scary thought isn't it? That my covers may come off in my sleep... That I'll freeze. Just like you can loosen your grip on me, and leave me to feel the cold embedded heart ... All you could do is reach out with the tips of my toes, and feel the blanket that once covered me, and has not quiet left.. All you could do Is clutch onto that hope only grasping onto that little bit of love...
But those are the fears of a nightmare while hiding under the blanket,because in all honesty a nightmare is nothing compared to a dream. Dream, separating the good in my thoughts. When I feel my warmth held
under that blanket, I remember the warmth held in my heart. No matter where you are you warm my soul and keep me safe. love... It guides me, shelters me with warmth, stops my nightmares...
You're my blanket, and you cover my heart.
PERSONAL/LOVE: EYE CONTACT WITH A COMPLETE STRANGER
You know when your walking through a crowded room and you make eye contact with a complete stranger. But it wasn't just normal eye contact it was like you were attracted to each other. And then you both or gone in a blink of eye.
Well heres what I think about; What if that person was your soul mate and you're going to meet them again later in life. You never know who you are going to fall in love with. I think about this all the time.
Well heres what I think about; What if that person was your soul mate and you're going to meet them again later in life. You never know who you are going to fall in love with. I think about this all the time.
LOVE LETTER/PERSONAL: I WANT TO KNOW
I want to know all your deepest, darkest secrets. I want to know you love me, and trust me. I want to feel special, like I have the only key to your heart.
I want to know how you sit, the way you breathe, the way your heart beats. I want to know if your palms get sweaty, like mines, when we're around each other. .
I want to know all your favorites, and all that you dislike. I want to know your favorite pie, and your favorite flower. I want to know if you like skirts or prefer dresses. I want to know the types of music you listen to. I want to know the position you fall asleep in, and if you like to cuddle.
I want to know your favorite meal and if you like spaghetti tacos. I want to know if you wouldn't mind eating meatless spaghetti with me,and whether or not you like avocados.
I want to know your mom's name, and get to know your little sister, even if she's a little intimidating.
I want to ride bikes with you. I want to walk around a lake with you. I want to lay under the stars with you. I want to get familiar with that warm aura you give off.
I want to remember the way your hands feel, and I want you to know my secrets. I want you to take care of me when I'm sick, and I want to make you soup when you're feeling cold.
I want to kiss you. And I want you to kiss my nose and forehead, as if telling me that I'm yours. And I want to cry into your shoulder when I'm sad, and I want to comfort you when you're down. I want you to help me confront my fears, and I want to learn the secrets to being confident.
I want to know that I'm handsome, because you're the only one that can really convince me that I am. I want to know that I have no reason to be insecure. I want to know that I'm attactive.
I want to know your favorite popcorn flavor, and if you'd prefer blueberries or cherries on your pancakes. I want to know if you enjoy ramen, and what kind of cheese you enjoy most. I want to know if you prefer sausages or bacon with your eggs.
I want to be there for you when something bad happens. And I want to see your radiant smile when something close to a miracle happens. I want to be the one you think of when you hear love songs, and I want to be the one you secretly dream about.
I want to know you'll be by my side through thick-and-thin. I want to know you feel the same way. I want to know that you won't leave me alone.
I want to know what you're afraid of, and help you conquer that fear. I want to tell you you're amazing when you get insecure. I want to tell you that you're amazing all the time.
I want to be yours. No, not like I am now, but officially. No one has to know, but you have to know that I am yours and yours only. I want to be the one you call your soulmate, and your one and only.
I want to grow old with you. I know we won't have ten cats when we're older, because of your allergies, but I want to have you.
That's a lot to wish for, but you made me into a dreamy, lost, hopeful romantic. I just...
I love you.
I want to know how you sit, the way you breathe, the way your heart beats. I want to know if your palms get sweaty, like mines, when we're around each other. .
I want to know all your favorites, and all that you dislike. I want to know your favorite pie, and your favorite flower. I want to know if you like skirts or prefer dresses. I want to know the types of music you listen to. I want to know the position you fall asleep in, and if you like to cuddle.
I want to know your favorite meal and if you like spaghetti tacos. I want to know if you wouldn't mind eating meatless spaghetti with me,and whether or not you like avocados.
I want to know your mom's name, and get to know your little sister, even if she's a little intimidating.
I want to ride bikes with you. I want to walk around a lake with you. I want to lay under the stars with you. I want to get familiar with that warm aura you give off.
I want to remember the way your hands feel, and I want you to know my secrets. I want you to take care of me when I'm sick, and I want to make you soup when you're feeling cold.
I want to kiss you. And I want you to kiss my nose and forehead, as if telling me that I'm yours. And I want to cry into your shoulder when I'm sad, and I want to comfort you when you're down. I want you to help me confront my fears, and I want to learn the secrets to being confident.
I want to know that I'm handsome, because you're the only one that can really convince me that I am. I want to know that I have no reason to be insecure. I want to know that I'm attactive.
I want to know your favorite popcorn flavor, and if you'd prefer blueberries or cherries on your pancakes. I want to know if you enjoy ramen, and what kind of cheese you enjoy most. I want to know if you prefer sausages or bacon with your eggs.
I want to be there for you when something bad happens. And I want to see your radiant smile when something close to a miracle happens. I want to be the one you think of when you hear love songs, and I want to be the one you secretly dream about.
I want to know you'll be by my side through thick-and-thin. I want to know you feel the same way. I want to know that you won't leave me alone.
I want to know what you're afraid of, and help you conquer that fear. I want to tell you you're amazing when you get insecure. I want to tell you that you're amazing all the time.
I want to be yours. No, not like I am now, but officially. No one has to know, but you have to know that I am yours and yours only. I want to be the one you call your soulmate, and your one and only.
I want to grow old with you. I know we won't have ten cats when we're older, because of your allergies, but I want to have you.
That's a lot to wish for, but you made me into a dreamy, lost, hopeful romantic. I just...
I love you.
PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME
I am flawed. I am insecure, jealous, possessive, overbearing, needy, and ill tempered. I am awkward a I am imperfect and I am unloveable. But not when you look at me. When you look at me, you see someone different. Someone better. You see someone confident and humble, beautiful and happy. You see someone
happy and cheerful with a million friends and a kickass sense of humor. You see the potential for my future, the things I've learned from my past. You see a realist and a dreamer, someone who is patient and kind and fair. You see someone you love.
And when you look at me, sometimes, just sometimes, I think I could really be that person you see. I think I could really be that. Because it gives me so much hope for myself, for the future, that you could see all that in me. That someone as extraordinary as you could spend so much time loving and caring for someone so mundane as me.
From the moment you began looking my way, it felt like I was basking in a shower of warm, comfortingly cozy sunlight. It was like bathing in affection, adoration, amicability. Love, lust, peacefulness, I felt them all for the first time with you.
I sometimes wish I hadn't made the choice to become involved with you. With someone that I knew would end up hurting me when you left. But then I remember the good times. The breathtaking memories we had, the perfect first kiss, the times you made me feel safe and secure and normal for the first time in my life.
You don't know this, but you saved me. I was floundering in my own despair and my own regrets and sorrows, and you saved me.
So thank you, my love. Thank you for loving me and seeing me and making me be something better.I will never forget you.
happy and cheerful with a million friends and a kickass sense of humor. You see the potential for my future, the things I've learned from my past. You see a realist and a dreamer, someone who is patient and kind and fair. You see someone you love.
And when you look at me, sometimes, just sometimes, I think I could really be that person you see. I think I could really be that. Because it gives me so much hope for myself, for the future, that you could see all that in me. That someone as extraordinary as you could spend so much time loving and caring for someone so mundane as me.
From the moment you began looking my way, it felt like I was basking in a shower of warm, comfortingly cozy sunlight. It was like bathing in affection, adoration, amicability. Love, lust, peacefulness, I felt them all for the first time with you.
I sometimes wish I hadn't made the choice to become involved with you. With someone that I knew would end up hurting me when you left. But then I remember the good times. The breathtaking memories we had, the perfect first kiss, the times you made me feel safe and secure and normal for the first time in my life.
You don't know this, but you saved me. I was floundering in my own despair and my own regrets and sorrows, and you saved me.
So thank you, my love. Thank you for loving me and seeing me and making me be something better.I will never forget you.
LETTER/PERSONAL/ LOVE: SOMEWHERE THERE'S SOMEONE WHO DREAM OF YOUR SMILE
I had always wanted to tell you that I love you but my lips were sealed as my heart didn't allow me to throw my words out ..I wish you could see behind my smile all the hidden feelings.
It is said that the most precious possession that ever comes to a man in life is a woman's heart ..the broken pieces of my heart still love you and will always love you only you, I wont ever tell you that you are the only person I look up to every time I am lonely you are the only best thing that has ever happened to me. Tears words that my heart cant say and my heart has alll those hidden tears deep inside it.
It really hurts when all the best things in life turn into memories which are unforgettable. I know that you never felt the same way for me but I still kept loving you .I kept my eyes closed although everything was so clear.The problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me I can't force myself to stop loving you .Love has no beginning and no ending it is always there but you only need to feel it .The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal to die and part is less evil than to than to part and live..missing you gets easier every
day because even though it's one day further from the last time I saw you , it's one day closer to the next time I will see you, do remember
Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worth while.
So when you are lonely, remember it's true Somebody somewhere is thinking of you. love you always ...
It is said that the most precious possession that ever comes to a man in life is a woman's heart ..the broken pieces of my heart still love you and will always love you only you, I wont ever tell you that you are the only person I look up to every time I am lonely you are the only best thing that has ever happened to me. Tears words that my heart cant say and my heart has alll those hidden tears deep inside it.
It really hurts when all the best things in life turn into memories which are unforgettable. I know that you never felt the same way for me but I still kept loving you .I kept my eyes closed although everything was so clear.The problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me I can't force myself to stop loving you .Love has no beginning and no ending it is always there but you only need to feel it .The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal to die and part is less evil than to than to part and live..missing you gets easier every
day because even though it's one day further from the last time I saw you , it's one day closer to the next time I will see you, do remember
Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worth while.
So when you are lonely, remember it's true Somebody somewhere is thinking of you. love you always ...
PERSONAL/LOVE/ LETTER: LOSING YOU IS LIKE LOSING MYSELF
My love I know I wont ever have the confidence to tell you this but this is true I loved you more than anything, still love you and will always be loving you... I know you are not mine and can never be.I had dream about things which won't ever come true....but now that everything is so clear I still love you like anything because love is eternal, it cares for no beginning and no end.
You have a special place in my heart and no one else can take it I assure you this .. the broken and shattered pieces of my heart still love you. Love is a great feeling those who win in love are the luckiest people alive,but the other name for love is sacrifice and you know you are very lucky because you have someone who loves you like hell and can do anything to get a smile on your face.You mean a lot to me I am sacrificing my love , myself, my feelings for you.
You can't even guess how much I miss you.I have a lot of questions but no one to answer.I am living with this love and will die with this love.I have always been your's only.The tears in my eyes ,the beat of my heart are only taking you're name.
My life has changed. You were like a wonderful heart touching breeze that blew everything away.I am like jotting down my feeling in a paper being damn sure you wont ever read this.In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
True Love burns the brightest, But the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.True love stories never have endings.Time will make you forget me but time will make me love you more than before.If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will.If in this lifetime, I wont get to have you, I'll make sure that if I meet you in my next life I wont have to think twice on saying that "I waited a lifetime to say I love you..Sometimes I think the heart was made to be broken. Your closing your eyes to me, opened my eyes to you. I don't know how to not love you, I only know how to not let you go.One can not truly experience the beauty of love without enduring the pain that comes with it once it is lost.If I were granted three wishes, they would be You, Me, Us. I can't stop shedding my tears for you because losing you is like losing myself, but still I will be always loving you you're love
You have a special place in my heart and no one else can take it I assure you this .. the broken and shattered pieces of my heart still love you. Love is a great feeling those who win in love are the luckiest people alive,but the other name for love is sacrifice and you know you are very lucky because you have someone who loves you like hell and can do anything to get a smile on your face.You mean a lot to me I am sacrificing my love , myself, my feelings for you.
You can't even guess how much I miss you.I have a lot of questions but no one to answer.I am living with this love and will die with this love.I have always been your's only.The tears in my eyes ,the beat of my heart are only taking you're name.
My life has changed. You were like a wonderful heart touching breeze that blew everything away.I am like jotting down my feeling in a paper being damn sure you wont ever read this.In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
True Love burns the brightest, But the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.True love stories never have endings.Time will make you forget me but time will make me love you more than before.If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will.If in this lifetime, I wont get to have you, I'll make sure that if I meet you in my next life I wont have to think twice on saying that "I waited a lifetime to say I love you..Sometimes I think the heart was made to be broken. Your closing your eyes to me, opened my eyes to you. I don't know how to not love you, I only know how to not let you go.One can not truly experience the beauty of love without enduring the pain that comes with it once it is lost.If I were granted three wishes, they would be You, Me, Us. I can't stop shedding my tears for you because losing you is like losing myself, but still I will be always loving you you're love
LOVE LETTER/PERSONAL/ LOVE: I WANT YOU TO KNOW
I want you to know that I still love you and always will. I thought I could get over you and that my broken heart would heal quickly. I was wrong. I was only strong while you were not near. One look at you and
my heart melts within me. All the buried feelings begin to rise within me and all I want to do is melt within your arms. I now confess that I never stopped loving you. I guess I never will.
Now I am feeling lost and confused. Within my heart I want you so badly. All I think about is you and being able to hold you, love you, touch you, and be with you. I am consumed by my desire for you and I feel lost without you. I know that I cannot force you to be with me or to want to be with me. It must be your decision. I would not want you any other way. I want you to want me, to be with me because you want to be with me, to love me because it makes you happy to love me, to come to me because you desire to be close to me.
I thought that missing you would get easier everyday. It has not. In fact, now that I have seen you again, touched you again, made love to you again, it has gotten more difficult being without you. My whole being aches for you and I cannot force myself to stop loving you. In fact, I don't want to stop loving you.
Alas, it might very well be my fate to go on living without you. I will not beg you to come back. If love cannot lead you back to me then I guess we will stay apart, but I truly hope that you will love me as much as I love you and want me with the same burning desire that I want you.
I still love you and I don't want to stop. I want you.
my heart melts within me. All the buried feelings begin to rise within me and all I want to do is melt within your arms. I now confess that I never stopped loving you. I guess I never will.
Now I am feeling lost and confused. Within my heart I want you so badly. All I think about is you and being able to hold you, love you, touch you, and be with you. I am consumed by my desire for you and I feel lost without you. I know that I cannot force you to be with me or to want to be with me. It must be your decision. I would not want you any other way. I want you to want me, to be with me because you want to be with me, to love me because it makes you happy to love me, to come to me because you desire to be close to me.
I thought that missing you would get easier everyday. It has not. In fact, now that I have seen you again, touched you again, made love to you again, it has gotten more difficult being without you. My whole being aches for you and I cannot force myself to stop loving you. In fact, I don't want to stop loving you.
Alas, it might very well be my fate to go on living without you. I will not beg you to come back. If love cannot lead you back to me then I guess we will stay apart, but I truly hope that you will love me as much as I love you and want me with the same burning desire that I want you.
I still love you and I don't want to stop. I want you.
LOVE LETTER/PERSONAL/LOVE: MY HEART YEARNING FOR YOU
My heart is broken. That is such a cliche to say that but it is. I have never loved anyone like I love you.
My heart is yearning for you, for some recognition, for just a glimpse that you still love me that i haven't ruined things forever, that we can get back what we had. Love me, Love me, Love me. If I wish it deeply enough will it come true again. You said for as long as I wanted you you would love me, you said you couldn't say it enough but in the space of an afternoon you lost it. So was it even love? Did you know me? Did you really know me until that day?
I keep thinking about your eyes, how they used to look at me, how I could hardly look you back at it was too much, your eyes were amazing. I think about how you came up and hugged me in the kitchen, you were
so strong and I was so weak. How when I kissed you I felt complete.
I'M so angry with you, for not being able to understand, for making me wait, for not seeming to care anymore. Today I couldn't stop crying. This feeling that I have lost you is too overwhelming, I want to run
from it, hide from it but I cant.
When I wake for a second, everything is Ok, I still have you and then after that second I know the truth again, that I let you down, that I let myself down and it hurts too much. I cant stand it. I wonder if you will ever read this and if you do that you will know that it is me, that what we had was amazing, that for a while it was real. I thought I had found my soulmate in you, a poetic soul I could relate to on every level but it was a dillusion. I thought I dreamt you in to my life, I wanted you so much before I met you and now I have lost you. Everything is empty without you, you bought light in to everything in my life and now its dark and i am lost.
My heart is yearning for you, for some recognition, for just a glimpse that you still love me that i haven't ruined things forever, that we can get back what we had. Love me, Love me, Love me. If I wish it deeply enough will it come true again. You said for as long as I wanted you you would love me, you said you couldn't say it enough but in the space of an afternoon you lost it. So was it even love? Did you know me? Did you really know me until that day?
I keep thinking about your eyes, how they used to look at me, how I could hardly look you back at it was too much, your eyes were amazing. I think about how you came up and hugged me in the kitchen, you were
so strong and I was so weak. How when I kissed you I felt complete.
I'M so angry with you, for not being able to understand, for making me wait, for not seeming to care anymore. Today I couldn't stop crying. This feeling that I have lost you is too overwhelming, I want to run
from it, hide from it but I cant.
When I wake for a second, everything is Ok, I still have you and then after that second I know the truth again, that I let you down, that I let myself down and it hurts too much. I cant stand it. I wonder if you will ever read this and if you do that you will know that it is me, that what we had was amazing, that for a while it was real. I thought I had found my soulmate in you, a poetic soul I could relate to on every level but it was a dillusion. I thought I dreamt you in to my life, I wanted you so much before I met you and now I have lost you. Everything is empty without you, you bought light in to everything in my life and now its dark and i am lost.
Monday, July 16, 2012
POETRY:MY LOVE FOR YOU IS RELENTLESS
My love for you is relentless,
As your sweet sonnets fall upon my soul
Whispering a quiet melody
My spirit aching for more
My desires for you are relentless
Your breath flows like fire upon my skin
Capturing my deepest fantasies
While my mind plays charades with my soul
My need for you is relentless
As our spirits collide in passion
Your soul passing through mine
Reaching every corner of my inner being
My beating heart is relentless
Pounding like thunder upon an ocean
You capture my heart within your soul
It cascades your silhouette
Our desire relishes in sweetness
Our hearts singing a sighing rhapsody
Allowing our passion to rage on
Leaving us relentless...
As your sweet sonnets fall upon my soul
Whispering a quiet melody
My spirit aching for more
My desires for you are relentless
Your breath flows like fire upon my skin
Capturing my deepest fantasies
While my mind plays charades with my soul
My need for you is relentless
As our spirits collide in passion
Your soul passing through mine
Reaching every corner of my inner being
My beating heart is relentless
Pounding like thunder upon an ocean
You capture my heart within your soul
It cascades your silhouette
Our desire relishes in sweetness
Our hearts singing a sighing rhapsody
Allowing our passion to rage on
Leaving us relentless...
GOD: DEAR GOD
Dear God,
Are the desires of my heart aligned with yours? Are the things I want the things you want for me? This cry pierces the depths of my being, the core of my soul, the deepest, darkest corners of my heart.
Where would I be without you? I am nothing and no one, so will you make me something? Will you open my heart to the things you desire of me? Will you teach me your ways and how to walk in them?
Hear my cries Father, please, hear them from the depths of my heart. A heart that is hungry for you.
Are the desires of my heart aligned with yours? Are the things I want the things you want for me? This cry pierces the depths of my being, the core of my soul, the deepest, darkest corners of my heart.
Where would I be without you? I am nothing and no one, so will you make me something? Will you open my heart to the things you desire of me? Will you teach me your ways and how to walk in them?
Hear my cries Father, please, hear them from the depths of my heart. A heart that is hungry for you.
POETRY: I AM WITH YOU, NOW YOU'RE MINE
She whimpered in a passionate sigh,
Her one true love was gone.
She watched in horror as they buried him,
And let out a mournful cry.
She'd never felt such a sense of loneliness,
Or such a sense of pain.
Her heart and soul were torn apart,
But remained a love untamed.
Although their love would last forever,
Her sorrow would not pass,
She knew that he'd be gone forever,
But their memories will last.
And with a shaky hand,
She placed a rose beside his name,
And looked into the heavens,
And shouted out in vain.
After all he gave to her,
One thing she held on high.
His true undying love for her,
And that would never die.
PART II
as your eyes shine innocently
they are my guiding light,
through the lonely days without you,
only if I could hold your hand,
my heart would be content for eternity.
your hair is all over,
gently caressing the roses,
I wish to be near them everyday,
intoxicating my sense of smell,
wandering away in
your sweet lips murmuring away,
what secrets only known to you,
yearning for their gentle words,
to fill this heart with comforting words,
to hold you close to my heart,
feel the warmth from yours to mine.
you make me shudder at every word you say,
how could I have missed you all this time?
only a divine plan it could be,
if there is a life,
it could be only with you.
PART III
To love again
How that would feel?
The tense song sung only for thee
To hold such... unheld hopes
Of a warm touch found wanting of warmth
From a cold, harsh world of yesterday
To the sunny path that leads to your heart
To love again
To hold true that which was lost
To place thee above... even sight
To wish a oneness never felt
To wake in the morning with eyes met
And to know tomorrow will find those eyes
Knowing that those eyes seek only yours
And will find a loving smile... as a frame
To love again
To know the need to be
And to be half... only whole with you
Yet, I love the feeling of incompleteness
For my half knows his better
And my mistakes find their perfection
In the eyes of thee
Whom I wish...
To love again
PART IV
My heart is racing, time is timid.
Lightened sky, darkened hall,
Frightening noise, deadly fall.
Racing toward the misty grove
What I feel is you should know.
Heart is racing, eyes on fire.
All I have is this desire.
Feeling lonely in this place,
Seeing starlight on your face.
Simple image, one desire.
I wish to be your one desire.
Running through the darkened woods,
Seeing faces in the hoods.
Catching breath, there is no time.
I am with you, now you're mine.
PART V
Innocence is a fleeting thing.
We only grasp it for a moment, then it is gone.
Our first love is innocent.
It is the first time we experience the feeling,
so it is at its purest.
We know not of the pain, the heartache,
or the ecstasy that accompanies it.
We know only love, so it is the emotion at its purest.
If only we knew to grasp that feeling
with all of our strength, and never let it go.
Falling in love is a double-edged sword.
We grow addicted to the feeling,
so we feel the need to search for it.
We abandon the person we fell in love with
to search for the feeling.
That is where the pain and hurt
that accompanies love comes in.
After we spend time trying to fall in love again,
we realize what we lost.
Unfortunately, that can never, ever be regained,
and we are left with the empty shell
of something that once was,
and we spend the rest of our lives
trying to fill that shell, but it never happens.
We have lost our innocence,
we have lost love in its purest, most basic state.
We regret that forever.
Though we may fall in love again,
it is never with that same fervor or abandon.
We never again cast ourselves blindly into love's arms.
We may fall in love again,
but it is always with a slight reservation,
that cautious look behind the shoulder,
or glimpse ahead into the chasm
that we are about to throw ourselves into.
It is never blind again, only that first "innocent" time,
for after, we know of the pain that can accompany love.
We never want to feel that wrenching pain again,
and we are scarred forever,
Our heart wears a black band which may never be removed.
We have lost our innocence.
Her one true love was gone.
She watched in horror as they buried him,
And let out a mournful cry.
She'd never felt such a sense of loneliness,
Or such a sense of pain.
Her heart and soul were torn apart,
But remained a love untamed.
Although their love would last forever,
Her sorrow would not pass,
She knew that he'd be gone forever,
But their memories will last.
And with a shaky hand,
She placed a rose beside his name,
And looked into the heavens,
And shouted out in vain.
After all he gave to her,
One thing she held on high.
His true undying love for her,
And that would never die.
PART II
as your eyes shine innocently
they are my guiding light,
through the lonely days without you,
only if I could hold your hand,
my heart would be content for eternity.
your hair is all over,
gently caressing the roses,
I wish to be near them everyday,
intoxicating my sense of smell,
wandering away in
your sweet lips murmuring away,
what secrets only known to you,
yearning for their gentle words,
to fill this heart with comforting words,
to hold you close to my heart,
feel the warmth from yours to mine.
you make me shudder at every word you say,
how could I have missed you all this time?
only a divine plan it could be,
if there is a life,
it could be only with you.
PART III
To love again
How that would feel?
The tense song sung only for thee
To hold such... unheld hopes
Of a warm touch found wanting of warmth
From a cold, harsh world of yesterday
To the sunny path that leads to your heart
To love again
To hold true that which was lost
To place thee above... even sight
To wish a oneness never felt
To wake in the morning with eyes met
And to know tomorrow will find those eyes
Knowing that those eyes seek only yours
And will find a loving smile... as a frame
To love again
To know the need to be
And to be half... only whole with you
Yet, I love the feeling of incompleteness
For my half knows his better
And my mistakes find their perfection
In the eyes of thee
Whom I wish...
To love again
PART IV
My heart is racing, time is timid.
Lightened sky, darkened hall,
Frightening noise, deadly fall.
Racing toward the misty grove
What I feel is you should know.
Heart is racing, eyes on fire.
All I have is this desire.
Feeling lonely in this place,
Seeing starlight on your face.
Simple image, one desire.
I wish to be your one desire.
Running through the darkened woods,
Seeing faces in the hoods.
Catching breath, there is no time.
I am with you, now you're mine.
PART V
Innocence is a fleeting thing.
We only grasp it for a moment, then it is gone.
Our first love is innocent.
It is the first time we experience the feeling,
so it is at its purest.
We know not of the pain, the heartache,
or the ecstasy that accompanies it.
We know only love, so it is the emotion at its purest.
If only we knew to grasp that feeling
with all of our strength, and never let it go.
Falling in love is a double-edged sword.
We grow addicted to the feeling,
so we feel the need to search for it.
We abandon the person we fell in love with
to search for the feeling.
That is where the pain and hurt
that accompanies love comes in.
After we spend time trying to fall in love again,
we realize what we lost.
Unfortunately, that can never, ever be regained,
and we are left with the empty shell
of something that once was,
and we spend the rest of our lives
trying to fill that shell, but it never happens.
We have lost our innocence,
we have lost love in its purest, most basic state.
We regret that forever.
Though we may fall in love again,
it is never with that same fervor or abandon.
We never again cast ourselves blindly into love's arms.
We may fall in love again,
but it is always with a slight reservation,
that cautious look behind the shoulder,
or glimpse ahead into the chasm
that we are about to throw ourselves into.
It is never blind again, only that first "innocent" time,
for after, we know of the pain that can accompany love.
We never want to feel that wrenching pain again,
and we are scarred forever,
Our heart wears a black band which may never be removed.
We have lost our innocence.
JOURNAL: How Close Are We to New Great Depression? Posted By: Catherine Boyle
How Close Are We to New Great Depression?
Posted By: Catherine Boyle
The risk of a new depression — a sustained, severe recession — has
struck fear into the heart of markets and driven monetary policy in
developed economies since the current financial crisis began.
"We're in a very unfortunate position to be here," Richard Duncan,
author of The New Depression, warned on CNBC's "Squawk Box Europe"
Monday.
"When we broke the link between money and gold, this removed all
constraints on credit creation. This explosion of credit created the
world we live in, but it now seems that credit cannot expand any
further because the private sector is incapable of repaying the debt
it has already, and if credit begins to contract, there's a very real
danger that we will collapse into a new Great Depression," he argued.
"If this credit bubble pops, the depression could be so severe that I
don't think our civilization could survive it."
The explosion in cheap credit has been widely blamed for the global
financial crisis, but the debate about how to fix the problem
continues.
In the past few years, central banks including the U.S. Federal
Reserve , the European Central Bank and the Bank of England have
pumped liquidity into their financial systems through a number of
ways, including quantitative easing and the ECB's long-term
refinancing operation (LTRO).
"We could keep deferring the depression, but that could just encourage
the bad guys. If you do this, you possibly do more harm than good,"
Roger Nightingale, economist and strategist at RND Associates, told
CNBC Monday.
"You can defer, but not prevent."
Nightingale argued that previous credit booms, for example in Japan in
the 1980s, have led to sustained recessions.
"When you throw money into the system at a rate much in excess of the
requirements of the real economy, you're trying to get people to
borrow and spend, but the good guys out there won't because they're
too cautious. It's the bad guys who come in, the malefactors," he
said.
"When the central banks realize what is going on and raise interest
rates, it flings the world economy into depression."
The ideas of Milton Friedman, the Nobel Prize-winning economist who
argued that monetary policy should constantly expand, informed some of
the Fed's response to the crisis.
"Policymakers really believe that if we allow credit to contract, we
will reach a new Depression," Duncan said.
"The increase in government debt is making total debt grow, otherwise
we would already have collapsed in to a debt-deflation death spiral.
This creates great perils, but also tremendous opportunities."
Duncan argues that governments in the developed world should borrow
"massive" amounts of money at the current low interest rates to invest
in new technologies like renewable energy and genetic engineering.
"Even if this is wasted, at least we could enjoy this civilization for
another ten years before it collapses," he said.
His views counter those of economists who believe that governments
should focus on cutting their debt, particularly where repayments on
that debt are threatening to reach unsustainable levels, like in
Greece.
Posted By: Catherine Boyle
The risk of a new depression — a sustained, severe recession — has
struck fear into the heart of markets and driven monetary policy in
developed economies since the current financial crisis began.
"We're in a very unfortunate position to be here," Richard Duncan,
author of The New Depression, warned on CNBC's "Squawk Box Europe"
Monday.
"When we broke the link between money and gold, this removed all
constraints on credit creation. This explosion of credit created the
world we live in, but it now seems that credit cannot expand any
further because the private sector is incapable of repaying the debt
it has already, and if credit begins to contract, there's a very real
danger that we will collapse into a new Great Depression," he argued.
"If this credit bubble pops, the depression could be so severe that I
don't think our civilization could survive it."
The explosion in cheap credit has been widely blamed for the global
financial crisis, but the debate about how to fix the problem
continues.
In the past few years, central banks including the U.S. Federal
Reserve , the European Central Bank and the Bank of England have
pumped liquidity into their financial systems through a number of
ways, including quantitative easing and the ECB's long-term
refinancing operation (LTRO).
"We could keep deferring the depression, but that could just encourage
the bad guys. If you do this, you possibly do more harm than good,"
Roger Nightingale, economist and strategist at RND Associates, told
CNBC Monday.
"You can defer, but not prevent."
Nightingale argued that previous credit booms, for example in Japan in
the 1980s, have led to sustained recessions.
"When you throw money into the system at a rate much in excess of the
requirements of the real economy, you're trying to get people to
borrow and spend, but the good guys out there won't because they're
too cautious. It's the bad guys who come in, the malefactors," he
said.
"When the central banks realize what is going on and raise interest
rates, it flings the world economy into depression."
The ideas of Milton Friedman, the Nobel Prize-winning economist who
argued that monetary policy should constantly expand, informed some of
the Fed's response to the crisis.
"Policymakers really believe that if we allow credit to contract, we
will reach a new Depression," Duncan said.
"The increase in government debt is making total debt grow, otherwise
we would already have collapsed in to a debt-deflation death spiral.
This creates great perils, but also tremendous opportunities."
Duncan argues that governments in the developed world should borrow
"massive" amounts of money at the current low interest rates to invest
in new technologies like renewable energy and genetic engineering.
"Even if this is wasted, at least we could enjoy this civilization for
another ten years before it collapses," he said.
His views counter those of economists who believe that governments
should focus on cutting their debt, particularly where repayments on
that debt are threatening to reach unsustainable levels, like in
Greece.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
JOURNAL: The Market Has Spoken, and It Is Rigged By SIMON JOHNSON
The Market Has Spoken, and It Is Rigged
By SIMON JOHNSON
Simon Johnson is the Ronald A. Kurtz Professor of Entrepreneurship at
the M.I.T. Sloan School of Management and co-author of "White House
Burning: The Founding Fathers, Our National Debt, and Why It Matters
to You."
In the aftermath of the Barclays rate-fixing scandal, the most
surprising reaction has been from people in the financial sector who
fully understand the awfulness of what has happened. Rather than
seeing this as an issue of law and order, some well-informed people
have been drawn toward arguments that excuse or justify the behavior
of the Barclays employees.
This is a big mistake, in terms of the economics at stake and the
likely political impact.
The behavior at Barclays has all the hallmarks of fraud - intentional
deception for personal gain, causing significant damage to others.
The Commodity Futures Trading Commission nailed the detailed mechanics
of this deception in plain English in its Order Instituting
Proceedings (which is also a settlement and series of admissions by
Barclays). Most of the compelling quotes from traders involved in this
scandal come from the commission's order, but too few commentators
seem to have read the full document. Please look at it now, if you
have not done so already.
The commission's order portrays a wide-ranging conspiracy (or perhaps
a set of conspiracies) to rig markets, including, but not limited to,
any securities for which the price is linked to a particular set of
short-term interest rates.
The collective term for these rates is the London Interbank Offered
Rate, known as Libor, but the use of this nomenclature sometimes hides
the fact that there is a separate Libor daily for each of 10
currencies at 15 maturities, from overnight to 12 months, according to
the British Bankers Association. The notional size of the derivatives
involved is on the order of $360 trillion.
Barclays could not have manipulated those rates by themselves - and
that is not what the C.F.T.C. found or the basis of the Barclays
settlement. Rather, some Barclays employees colluded with people at
other banks in a way that, over a period of years, moved Libor rates
up and down, depending on what would favor the trading positions of
the people and organizations involved.
Each Libor "panel" of banks involves seven to 18 banks. Participating
banks submit the rate at which they can supposedly borrow at a
particular maturity and in a specified currency, and an average is
calculated (taking out high and low values). No one bank is likely to
be able to move the calculated Libor rates by itself.
Once the global financial crisis began to bite, there appears to have
been a more systematic manipulation of Libor reporting by Barclays
management in a particular direction - downward, to make it seem that
the bank was healthier and therefore able to borrow from other banks
at a cheaper rate.
George Osborne, Britain's chancellor of the Exchequer (the equivalent
position to the secretary of the Treasury) and a Conservative Party
member, said recently, "Fraud is a crime in ordinary business; why
shouldn't it be so in banking?" The answer, of course, is that fraud
is not allowed in any well-run country.
Anyone who takes personal responsibility seriously should want all
those involved to be held accountable - to the full extent of the law
in all jurisdictions. Anything that lets individuals escape
consequences will further undermine the legitimacy that underpins all
markets. Bankers should be leading the charge to clean up their
industry.
Nevertheless, five arguments put forward in the last 10 days, singly
or collectively, attempt to provide some sort of cover for what
happened at Barclays. None of these arguments have any merit.
First, it is argued that this kind of cheating around Libor has been
going on for a long time. This may be true, but it is a sad and lame
excuse that is unlikely to get anyone off. The bigger question must
be: Is the financial sector crooked at its core? Statements about a
pattern of behavior only strengthen the case that incentives, culture
and organizations are all badly broken at the heart of the world's
financial system.
Second, it is also asserted that "everyone does it." This is not any
kind of defense - try it next time you are accused of fraud. But the
perception that many people could be involved is part of the reason
why this scandal has legs. A broad range of involvement across the
financial sector is consistent with what is in the C.F.T.C. order -
although the full scope of the conspiracies has not yet been made
clear.
There are three United States banks involved in Libor panels: JPMorgan
Chase, Bank of America and Citigroup. Are they also implicated in some
aspect of rigging interest rates and therefore securities prices?
Barclays was the first to settle with the C.F.T.C., presumably
enabling investigators to gain better access to information about who
else is involved. It would not be a surprise if bigger fish are still
to come.
Third, Libor-rigging is defended as a "victimless crime." This is
untrue. Traders at Barclays and other banks gained from this series of
manipulations, so someone else lost. That may have been investors, who
received lower returns than they would have otherwise. Or it may have
been borrowers, who paid higher interest rate and related costs than
would have been necessary in an honest market. Other losers are
presumably everyone who was effectively overcharged by all the
intermediaries involved in crooked behavior. Some local governments
have also lost heavily, at a time when these losses put pressure on
essential services and will tend to increase taxes.
Honest people in the financial sector should be up in arms about the
behavior of Barclays and other megabanks.
Fourth, some contend that it is the regulators' responsibility and
fault that there was cheating on Libor. It is certainly the case that
there was regulatory capture at work -- that is, officials in Britain,
the United States and perhaps elsewhere should have been paying closer
attention. I made exactly this point on National Public Radio's "All
Things Considered" last Saturday.
The mystique of the financial sector wowed many people - including
many prominent policy intellectuals, Democratic and Republican - in
the years before 2008. But who does the capturing in regulatory
capture? Big banks work long and hard and lobby at many levels to push
regulators toward paying less attention.
Fifth, the weakest argument is, "It was only a few basis points, here
and there" (where a basis point is a hundredth of a percentage point,
i.e., 0.01 percent). Either the Libor reporting process and,
consequently, the pricing of derivatives has been corrupted by a
criminal conspiracy, or it has not. There is no "just a little" in
this context for the enormous global securities market.
Robert E. Diamond Jr., who resigned last week as chief executive of
Barclays, reportedly said, "On the majority of days, no requests were
made at all" to cheat on Libor. The Economist, which does not make a
general habit of criticizing prominent people in the financial sector,
observed, "This was rather like an adulterer saying that he was
faithful on most days."
Mr. Diamond has fallen. Who is next? How will this play in American
politics? There is still time for politicians on the right and on the
left of the political spectrum to get ahead of the issue. Digging in
around specious arguments in favor of price-fixing cartels is not the
way to go.
Power corrupts, and financial market power has completely corrupted
financial markets. Barclays and the other global megabanks involved in
fixing Libor have brought their own industry very low - completely
destroying the legitimacy on which sensible financial intermediation
needs to be based.
Who trusts a banker at this point? The collateral damage is enormous.
Who in their right mind would buy a complex derivative product from
Barclays or anyone else implicated in this growing scandal?
By SIMON JOHNSON
Simon Johnson is the Ronald A. Kurtz Professor of Entrepreneurship at
the M.I.T. Sloan School of Management and co-author of "White House
Burning: The Founding Fathers, Our National Debt, and Why It Matters
to You."
In the aftermath of the Barclays rate-fixing scandal, the most
surprising reaction has been from people in the financial sector who
fully understand the awfulness of what has happened. Rather than
seeing this as an issue of law and order, some well-informed people
have been drawn toward arguments that excuse or justify the behavior
of the Barclays employees.
This is a big mistake, in terms of the economics at stake and the
likely political impact.
The behavior at Barclays has all the hallmarks of fraud - intentional
deception for personal gain, causing significant damage to others.
The Commodity Futures Trading Commission nailed the detailed mechanics
of this deception in plain English in its Order Instituting
Proceedings (which is also a settlement and series of admissions by
Barclays). Most of the compelling quotes from traders involved in this
scandal come from the commission's order, but too few commentators
seem to have read the full document. Please look at it now, if you
have not done so already.
The commission's order portrays a wide-ranging conspiracy (or perhaps
a set of conspiracies) to rig markets, including, but not limited to,
any securities for which the price is linked to a particular set of
short-term interest rates.
The collective term for these rates is the London Interbank Offered
Rate, known as Libor, but the use of this nomenclature sometimes hides
the fact that there is a separate Libor daily for each of 10
currencies at 15 maturities, from overnight to 12 months, according to
the British Bankers Association. The notional size of the derivatives
involved is on the order of $360 trillion.
Barclays could not have manipulated those rates by themselves - and
that is not what the C.F.T.C. found or the basis of the Barclays
settlement. Rather, some Barclays employees colluded with people at
other banks in a way that, over a period of years, moved Libor rates
up and down, depending on what would favor the trading positions of
the people and organizations involved.
Each Libor "panel" of banks involves seven to 18 banks. Participating
banks submit the rate at which they can supposedly borrow at a
particular maturity and in a specified currency, and an average is
calculated (taking out high and low values). No one bank is likely to
be able to move the calculated Libor rates by itself.
Once the global financial crisis began to bite, there appears to have
been a more systematic manipulation of Libor reporting by Barclays
management in a particular direction - downward, to make it seem that
the bank was healthier and therefore able to borrow from other banks
at a cheaper rate.
George Osborne, Britain's chancellor of the Exchequer (the equivalent
position to the secretary of the Treasury) and a Conservative Party
member, said recently, "Fraud is a crime in ordinary business; why
shouldn't it be so in banking?" The answer, of course, is that fraud
is not allowed in any well-run country.
Anyone who takes personal responsibility seriously should want all
those involved to be held accountable - to the full extent of the law
in all jurisdictions. Anything that lets individuals escape
consequences will further undermine the legitimacy that underpins all
markets. Bankers should be leading the charge to clean up their
industry.
Nevertheless, five arguments put forward in the last 10 days, singly
or collectively, attempt to provide some sort of cover for what
happened at Barclays. None of these arguments have any merit.
First, it is argued that this kind of cheating around Libor has been
going on for a long time. This may be true, but it is a sad and lame
excuse that is unlikely to get anyone off. The bigger question must
be: Is the financial sector crooked at its core? Statements about a
pattern of behavior only strengthen the case that incentives, culture
and organizations are all badly broken at the heart of the world's
financial system.
Second, it is also asserted that "everyone does it." This is not any
kind of defense - try it next time you are accused of fraud. But the
perception that many people could be involved is part of the reason
why this scandal has legs. A broad range of involvement across the
financial sector is consistent with what is in the C.F.T.C. order -
although the full scope of the conspiracies has not yet been made
clear.
There are three United States banks involved in Libor panels: JPMorgan
Chase, Bank of America and Citigroup. Are they also implicated in some
aspect of rigging interest rates and therefore securities prices?
Barclays was the first to settle with the C.F.T.C., presumably
enabling investigators to gain better access to information about who
else is involved. It would not be a surprise if bigger fish are still
to come.
Third, Libor-rigging is defended as a "victimless crime." This is
untrue. Traders at Barclays and other banks gained from this series of
manipulations, so someone else lost. That may have been investors, who
received lower returns than they would have otherwise. Or it may have
been borrowers, who paid higher interest rate and related costs than
would have been necessary in an honest market. Other losers are
presumably everyone who was effectively overcharged by all the
intermediaries involved in crooked behavior. Some local governments
have also lost heavily, at a time when these losses put pressure on
essential services and will tend to increase taxes.
Honest people in the financial sector should be up in arms about the
behavior of Barclays and other megabanks.
Fourth, some contend that it is the regulators' responsibility and
fault that there was cheating on Libor. It is certainly the case that
there was regulatory capture at work -- that is, officials in Britain,
the United States and perhaps elsewhere should have been paying closer
attention. I made exactly this point on National Public Radio's "All
Things Considered" last Saturday.
The mystique of the financial sector wowed many people - including
many prominent policy intellectuals, Democratic and Republican - in
the years before 2008. But who does the capturing in regulatory
capture? Big banks work long and hard and lobby at many levels to push
regulators toward paying less attention.
Fifth, the weakest argument is, "It was only a few basis points, here
and there" (where a basis point is a hundredth of a percentage point,
i.e., 0.01 percent). Either the Libor reporting process and,
consequently, the pricing of derivatives has been corrupted by a
criminal conspiracy, or it has not. There is no "just a little" in
this context for the enormous global securities market.
Robert E. Diamond Jr., who resigned last week as chief executive of
Barclays, reportedly said, "On the majority of days, no requests were
made at all" to cheat on Libor. The Economist, which does not make a
general habit of criticizing prominent people in the financial sector,
observed, "This was rather like an adulterer saying that he was
faithful on most days."
Mr. Diamond has fallen. Who is next? How will this play in American
politics? There is still time for politicians on the right and on the
left of the political spectrum to get ahead of the issue. Digging in
around specious arguments in favor of price-fixing cartels is not the
way to go.
Power corrupts, and financial market power has completely corrupted
financial markets. Barclays and the other global megabanks involved in
fixing Libor have brought their own industry very low - completely
destroying the legitimacy on which sensible financial intermediation
needs to be based.
Who trusts a banker at this point? The collateral damage is enormous.
Who in their right mind would buy a complex derivative product from
Barclays or anyone else implicated in this growing scandal?
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
SURRENDER/SUBMISSIVE/LOVE: BEING SUBMISSIVE IS NOT ABOUT PLAYING DUMB
I'm not encouraging women to play dumb, be in a 'housewife' role, or be helpless and have no opinions. Being submissive to a man is not about that at all. I'm also not encouraging women to be submissive all the time – being submissive is just another role than a woman can take up every now and then in her relationship.
The reason I'm talking about being submissive is because it can bring more passion, strength and life to a relationship, and awaken the most masculine yet tender character in a man. Submission is almost never about admitting you're 'wrong', 'incapable' or 'weaker' than a man. Being submissive just allows for a man to feel more like a man around you.The problem with this is that, in the face of conflict in a relationship (there always IS conflict and always will be, it's natural and good) women use these steel masks to cover up their
vulnerabilities and argue at the same level with their man.
Most men don't want to be with a woman who doesn't respect a man's opinion, walks all over his ego, criticizes him, blames him, points the finger, demands things that are unreasonable, acts manipulative and deceiving, uses sex to get what she wants, etc. Instead, in the face of conflict, a woman can decide to open up to her man and remove the mask.Let him in and let him be the protector and the leader. Men are becoming more feminine, and part of this is because they no longer have as much of a masculine role anymore.
The truth is,we are built naturally stronger than women. And, we operate differently to women mentally too (think about a woman's handbag, and how she magically fits in the contents of an entire HOUSE in it; versus a man who only carries a wallet with a few cards and some money; men are much simpler and women are much more complex and thoughtful creatures). Deep down, all women have vulnerabilities and deep fears and feelings of uncertainty, especially in the face of violence.
A man wants you to show him this!! Show him he is your man, and you are his woman! Being submissive is also about trusting your man enough to let him show you the way sometimes. And, asking him for help. Or asking him for his opinion, or asking him for solutions. Most men who are in touch with their masculinity at their core would jump at the chance to help a woman with something – really! It makes him feel needed, and
useful. Not to mention manly.Give him trust where you know it is deserved, and do it without question. The masculine energy wants to be trusted.
Have you seen men with their little girls/daughters? They don't want to let ANYTHING hurt their little girl! The same goes with their wife or girlfriend, if only she could show a little innocence and submission like a child might – looking up to him as the leader. No masculine man wants to fail at leadership.
To be submissive, a woman has to be ok with being uncertain. She has to let her guard down, peel off the mask and look of 'steel' and be free. Just look to your man as a possible source of strength for you when you might need it. Like he is the rock to your 'ocean of emotion' This is incredibly strong from a woman's part. A lot of people think that by not trusting people, they are being strong, independent and smart. But, where does a lack of trust get you really? It gets you a whole world of pain, that's what it does. You walk around, holding yourselves back, not able to be free and to let go, and to fully enjoy what life has to offer, and not able to give people a chance to show their better side (often if you trust someone, they want to please MORE, as I was saying above about not trusting a man and how this can sometimes push him to betrayal).
The happiness and freedom you are able to experience in your life now, and in the future is in DIRECT PROPORTION to the level of UNCERTAINTY you can comfortably handle. The same goes with your intimate relationship! The quality of your relationship with your man is in direct proportion to the level of uncertainty that you can handle.
Part of knowing how to be submissive, and knowing that it doesn't mean you are inferior is understanding that by surrendering to a man's leadership and strength at times, you allow your relationship to flow, be real and just be free. Without so much pent up anger and negative association that plagues many modern marriages and relationships. If your man isn't being made to feel like a man around you, he'll be attracted to some other woman who DOES make him feel that way. Trust me.
The reason I'm talking about being submissive is because it can bring more passion, strength and life to a relationship, and awaken the most masculine yet tender character in a man. Submission is almost never about admitting you're 'wrong', 'incapable' or 'weaker' than a man. Being submissive just allows for a man to feel more like a man around you.The problem with this is that, in the face of conflict in a relationship (there always IS conflict and always will be, it's natural and good) women use these steel masks to cover up their
vulnerabilities and argue at the same level with their man.
Most men don't want to be with a woman who doesn't respect a man's opinion, walks all over his ego, criticizes him, blames him, points the finger, demands things that are unreasonable, acts manipulative and deceiving, uses sex to get what she wants, etc. Instead, in the face of conflict, a woman can decide to open up to her man and remove the mask.Let him in and let him be the protector and the leader. Men are becoming more feminine, and part of this is because they no longer have as much of a masculine role anymore.
The truth is,we are built naturally stronger than women. And, we operate differently to women mentally too (think about a woman's handbag, and how she magically fits in the contents of an entire HOUSE in it; versus a man who only carries a wallet with a few cards and some money; men are much simpler and women are much more complex and thoughtful creatures). Deep down, all women have vulnerabilities and deep fears and feelings of uncertainty, especially in the face of violence.
A man wants you to show him this!! Show him he is your man, and you are his woman! Being submissive is also about trusting your man enough to let him show you the way sometimes. And, asking him for help. Or asking him for his opinion, or asking him for solutions. Most men who are in touch with their masculinity at their core would jump at the chance to help a woman with something – really! It makes him feel needed, and
useful. Not to mention manly.Give him trust where you know it is deserved, and do it without question. The masculine energy wants to be trusted.
Have you seen men with their little girls/daughters? They don't want to let ANYTHING hurt their little girl! The same goes with their wife or girlfriend, if only she could show a little innocence and submission like a child might – looking up to him as the leader. No masculine man wants to fail at leadership.
To be submissive, a woman has to be ok with being uncertain. She has to let her guard down, peel off the mask and look of 'steel' and be free. Just look to your man as a possible source of strength for you when you might need it. Like he is the rock to your 'ocean of emotion' This is incredibly strong from a woman's part. A lot of people think that by not trusting people, they are being strong, independent and smart. But, where does a lack of trust get you really? It gets you a whole world of pain, that's what it does. You walk around, holding yourselves back, not able to be free and to let go, and to fully enjoy what life has to offer, and not able to give people a chance to show their better side (often if you trust someone, they want to please MORE, as I was saying above about not trusting a man and how this can sometimes push him to betrayal).
The happiness and freedom you are able to experience in your life now, and in the future is in DIRECT PROPORTION to the level of UNCERTAINTY you can comfortably handle. The same goes with your intimate relationship! The quality of your relationship with your man is in direct proportion to the level of uncertainty that you can handle.
Part of knowing how to be submissive, and knowing that it doesn't mean you are inferior is understanding that by surrendering to a man's leadership and strength at times, you allow your relationship to flow, be real and just be free. Without so much pent up anger and negative association that plagues many modern marriages and relationships. If your man isn't being made to feel like a man around you, he'll be attracted to some other woman who DOES make him feel that way. Trust me.
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