Good bye answerbank

[mibn2cweus]

Since Naomi will not give me the ****ing key I have decided to follow Jesus and be a Christian just like Theland. I am ashamed of my past history here so I'm going to devote the time I used to spend on ab to reading the Bible. No question really because I no longer care about what people think. I'll get all my answers from God from now on thank you.

[Theland1]

Be sure you do. I'm rooting for you. And I'm still waiting to read one of your introsective poems. I'm looking forward to that.

[Theland1]

"Introspective." My name begins with "F"

[Theland1]

Magister, one of your disciples turns to you for words of wisdom.
How do you define romance and love?
What earthly use are they in the great evolutionary reasonabe and logic scheme of things?

[Theland1]

How does anybody else describe them? Surely more than an exchange of fluids?

[China Doll]

I rather suspect headmaster will be banging his head on a brick wall somewhere after reading my mini rant Theland. Mibs has revealed more of a romantic nature than my own on this thread alone... I'm a very poor student. :c)

[Theland1]

Ah! We've got him then! The limitations of his reason and logic!

[China Doll]

No, the fruits of it I think if I understood correctly.

[Theland1]

Then I think he is on shaky ground.
It would be far more "resonable" in mibs' world to ban romance and copulate with a view to producing the strongest strain of progenitors, (is that the word?),
and where have we heard that before? Super race?

[Theland1]

Mibs, one of your eagerly awaited tutorials is long overdue!
We cannot continue attending school if the teacher refuses to put in an appearance!
Talk about, "talk amongst yourselves," indeed!
I have a note, I am excused games!

[China Doll]

Then I think you may have misunderstood him. I suspect the argument goes something along the lines that it is only when realising the true potential in us and our own being that we can truly love ourselves than other people... but more long winded and with bigger words. (I'm kidding Mibs!)

I sort of agree with him.

If that's what he means.... I could of course be making it up. He'll have to confirm or blast me out of the water himself!

[Theland1]

Goodnight sweet China, my Echo Falls is empty and the flock beckons irresistably. Sweet dreams.

[mibn2cweus]

On behalf of anyone who is truly and sincerely interested . . .

From an early age I dedicated my life and mind to the notion that love is real and that it is something worth devoting my life to find. "An act of faith" you suggest? Hell no! It didn�t require a Herculean effort of thought to arrive at the conclusion that without love, life would be a joke; having witnessed the consequences of the only logical alternative so pervasive in my world at that time. So what did I have to lose by believing that perhaps love was real and that I could know it?

Perhaps what is strange about my initial conviction is that at the time I had only the vaguest conception of what love was yet that it was important enough to dedicate my mind and will to discovering, learning to appreciate and earning the right to possess and share this undefined and unrealised value. Equally vague to me at that time was just how demanding and elusive this mistress, love, turned out to be.

The actual term �love� was not even a part of the vocabulary of my preliminary convictions and it wasn�t until many years later I learned to recognise its correlation. What I originally hung my hopes on was that in spite of all that I had been told I had the capacity to do good and could justly earn the rewards of doing good, which is happiness, by being responsible for my own life and my own destiny which I was repeatedly and invariably �informed� was hell by virtue of my birth and assured by merit of maintaining a conviction of my right to work to achieve my own autonomy.

[mibn2cweus]

My first encounter with the power of romantic love was devastating if not nearly fatal as I discovered that the prevailing moral code so many of us are encouraged and threatened to live by is designed to punish us even more severely for our virtues than for our vices. The prevailing message that many of us are indoctrinated with along with an strong inoculation of an unearned burden of guilt is that love is self-sacrifice to the ineptitude of others. Real love by virtue of its true nature has no recourse but to recoil from this ideology and remain out of reach, hidden, and unassailable from such practitioners of moral cannibalism whilst they realise the outcome of their own depraved ideas of justice and reap the harvest they have sown.

While I have been accused myself of hiding the fruits of my hard won knowledge within the walls of ivory towers, having learned the meaning and experienced the joys of love I have in fact gone to great efforts to build stairways for others to ascend to its heights from which it can not be brought down. Regrettably what I have found is that most have given up or never attempted such a climb preferring instead to deny that love is real or to believe that it is something other than what it is out of fear of falling into the abyss of failure or of accepting responsibility for achieving their own happiness.

To know love is the have learned from whence it arises, to understand its true nature and appreciate it for the value it is and in so doing become its creator, defender and champion. Only then can it be profitably shared with others who have likewise undertaken and completed the journey that enables each to appreciate the value of each others love. Attempting to share love, even in the basic form of friendship, with someone who has not undertaken their own journey can and will only result in such a love being trampled into the mud, dissipating into the fog of illusion it always was.

[mibn2cweus]

The act of making love is love�s highest form of expression. But the attempt to create love by performing the actions meant to express it will only leave one as empty and devoid of love as one was to begin with. Without the prerequisite seed of genuine understanding, love can not be made to grow. Those who have learned loves real meaning know that, as in the case of any value, to maintain that value it cannot be given nor received unearned but only exchanged and shared between those who possess it in equal measure. Only when shared equally is love nurtured, and allowed to grow and flourish. Only when you have learned what love is and how wonderful it has the potential to become will you obtain from it the knowledge, desire and will to make it real.

We all seek to make love to someone who is both the intellectual as well as the physical embodiment of our own definition (however accurate or flawed) of the meaning of love.

[mibn2cweus]

Theland, don�t come cryin� to me that I have denied you the meaning of love. It is you who have locked yourself out of a world that is not mine to give but am entitled only to share with those of like mind who have not declared war against reality marching to the imagined drumbeat of a non-existent God. I do not hold the key to that lock and can do no more than pray you have not thrown it away although my suspicions escalate, exponentially of late. If this seems a bit harsh just remember who placed whom in a room with the proctologist from hell; enough to quell the mind of even the most devoted thinker. And this be the thanks I get for bestowing the highest form of accolade possible upon your poetic tribute, a tear of admiration . . . not to mention 49% of a wager that was obviously based on good faith in your abilities . . . Shame on you . . . and shame on me for having faith in anything. I suppose I should count my blessings that it was only a prostrate examine and not an act of love of a less romantic nature with which I paid for my sin of faith.

China, You�re evaluation of what I have been trying to communicate is heartening but perhaps the best I can do to share what I�m attempting to convey is to shine a light on my own experience and hope that you can relate. I know how easy it is to fall into the rut your in and how painful the wounds of mistaken love can be. Serves you right for tossing me into a barbed wire fence at forty miles per hour. I am not your slave . . . yet. Borrowing a phrase from our much missed (although nervously anticipated) Naomi, �Must try harder�.

And Theland, I wouldn�t be looking forward quite so eagerly to my speedy return either; I may not be through with you yet myself. Perhaps when Naomi gets back and sees what we�ve been dn to in her absence she will think twice before leaving us alone together again for an extended holiday.

[China Doll]

I can relate. I'm not sure I agree about the mistaken love bit though since I'll never be sorry for this particular 'ooopsie. No matter how much it may or may not sting.So if I'm not sorry then I guess I don't look on it as a mistake. Although admittedly I wouldn't want to hurt a third person.

Incidently I have absolutely no disagreement to your views on love etc... But I do think you can live a happy life without romantic love involved as long as you have love in other areas. I think if you find it then it's probably a beautiful and wonderful thing but I also think it's not the be all and end all.

I think when Naomi gets back I'm getting a medal for being on my best behaviour... ish.

[China Doll]

And what do you mean tossing you aside?! For a start that has some damn rude connotations that I'm fairly sure you didn't mean but secondly it's not my fault the love died... You stopped sending me flowers and chocolates!

[mibn2cweus]

I often say things I don't mean, sometimes intentionally, sometimes with interesting results. Live and learn.

It might just be I'm looking for the perfect flower to send the right message, until then . . .

[China Doll]

I concur with those lyrics.

[China Doll]

Does anyone watch Family Guy? I still can't decide whether it's the baby or dog I like more.