Almost exactly two years ago on this night, our lives collided with each other causing a supernova of pure, unconditional love that will stay with me for the rest of my life. The impact you’ve made on my life has helped me grow and find the the strength to become the man I never thought I could be. You’ve shown me what true beauty and wonder in this life can feel like and to remember to never take those moments and experiences for granted. The amount of compassion and support you have given me is something I will always be indebted and grateful for. I will carry it with me down my path for until my last day on this big beautiful blue rock.
From the bottom of my heart,
One day, I hope we can share a fire together.
I miss you.
It’s never, never, never the woman’s fault. No man has a right to raise a hand to a woman. No means no. […] The one regret I have is we call it domestic violence as if it’s a domesticated cat. It is the most vicious form of violence there is, because not only the physical scars are left, the psychological scars that are left. This whole culture for so long has put the onus on the woman. What were you wearing? What did you say? What did you do to provoke? That is never the appropriate question.
Forever, in my heart, autumn will always be our season.
"When that slow-motion, silent explosion of love takes place in me, unfolding its melting fringes and overwhelming me with the sense of something much vaster, much more enduring and powerful than the accumulation of matter or energy in any imaginable cosmos, then my mind cannot but pinch itself to see if it is really awake. I have to make a rapid inventory of the universe, just as a man in a dream tries to condone the absurdity of his position by making sure he is dreaming. I have to have all space and all time participate in my emotion, in my mortal love, so that the edge of its mortality is taken off, thus helping me to fight the utter degradation, ridicule, and horror of having developed an infinity of sensation and thought within a finite existence."
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"And this is how we rise, by taking the fall,
Survive another winter on straight to the thaw.
One day you’ll learn to strain the tea through your teeth
And maybe find the strength to proceed to the peak.
Press on into the thin again till I cannot breathe.
I swallowed so much of my damn pride that it chokes me.
The risk is not a slipped grip at the edge of the peak,
The real danger is just to linger at the base of the thing.”
Always. (at Canterbury Ale House)