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To moderator or administrator - if you are not going to read that all, at least be merciful and have some gentile understanding for other. [[User:Agquarx|{ A.A }]] 08:10, 8 December 2005 (UTC) fell "in love" again and could not help to not help her in any other way... |
To moderator or administrator - if you are not going to read that all, at least be merciful and have some gentile understanding for other. [[User:Agquarx|{ A.A }]] 08:10, 8 December 2005 (UTC) fell "in love" again and could not help to not help her in any other way... |
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'''[[Love]]''' is the |
'''[[Love]]''' is the [[concept]]ual term for deeply [[person]]al [[attraction]] that sometimes gets deeper and deeper, fondness, and [[weak force]] [[bonding]] between [[human]] [[being]]s and or other [[entity|entities]]. Love can be understood as guiding [[principle]] that makes [[life]] for [[The Universe]] worthwhile, just like it makes our everyday living bearable even when all things go wrong. The bigger part of The Universe an entity (entities) "in love" are a constituent of, the more spectacular [[phenomena]] one can observe. Love between a-like [[molecule]]s bonding them into a [[liquid]] ([[van der Waals]] forces) is beautiful yet not even comparable in it's [[nocturnal]] brigtness when her results of bonding of larger objects become merry, a-like [[Courtney Love]] and [[Kurt Cobain]]. Even that explossion of creative genius is shunned by brilliance and owerwhelming [[power]] of love beget when a cloud of lonely, oh so lonely [[hydrogen]] atoms gravitate seemingly pulled by some unknown, silent [[force]] acting at a distance toward common center, where immensive [[orgy]] inevitably begins lighting up a new [[star]]. One must wonder, how The Universe solves the problem of [[singularity]] and how to find the [[clit]] when you are all that is, fortunately women are [[gift]]ed with [[imagination]] - the answer is simple, the foremost of a kind of love is to love thyself or in other words to learn to love body of yours seen in mirror image of it, no integer mirrors required. Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is most beautiful of all? There goes the [[Golden Apple]]. How does [[she]] love her Self? Our [[goddess]] imagines that a [[body]] which identified as object of her love has an imaginary counterpart she loves that loves her in [[return]] (mirror or a mirror twin sister, that does not, really, see me, cause she sees her own reflection (thanks Suzanna!) - but useful nevertheless to express a-feeling one is experiencing toward herself). To make all that lovemakeing more like [[communication]] we observe [[supersymetry]], which curiously refuses to be complete supersymmetric. It's the game we play. [[My fauvorite game]], which I’m always losing. Marvel [[while my guitar gently weeps]]. Current expansion of Universe can be described as a case of strongest multiple all-body female [[orgasm]] ever observed, [layer]]s of [[dimensions]] dividing and subdividing (quote from [[Vagina Monologues]] by [[Eve Ensler]]) and then she deora ar mo chroi satisfied until she feels the [[itch]] again. [[See who I am?]] I am love and you are love and even moderator banning me for 24h or more is love, too. [[Grok]]? Thou art god - means, "you can do yourself to act and feel good all around, all you need to do is touch your clitoris, which is easily found, for it is you". Your orgasm (wherever you are a [[dog]], a [[bitch]], a [[god]], a [[godess]], a [[man]] or a [[woman]]) is one of those dividing and subdividing layers - there, there, that is why studying [[reality realized]] we eventually got fascinated by [[strings]] and other [[vibrators]]. Ladies wearing strings prone to more frequent orgasms! Do you [[desire]] to know what is her [[true name]]? Calling her "The Universe" is like forgetting how to call on a pointer off your [[sign]]ificant other. She's, depending on the abilities of particular [[tongue]] - [[Łucja]], [[Lucy]], [[Luck]], [[Luux]] or simple [[Lucifer]] ("lucy faire") - "I am a girl with golden hair". Thank you for the [[music]], [[ABBA]]! Some [[discordians]] might wonder, no wonder, where does [[ERiS]] fit in that all love making. Sorry, [[ERiS]] is a [[he]] and does fit perfectly to perform [[induction]] of that itch, again and a-gain - knowing him, knowing you, we can do it [[indefinitely]], being an imaginary [[entity]], a mental [[sex toy]]. Call him [[Hadid]] if you must. [[Hella good]]! [[Just my imagination]]... |
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Let's read or better listen to a masterpiece - [[Solitude Standing]] beget by Suzanne [[Vega]] from album Solitude Standing. I know it's just a song and if yesterday I heard myself saying these words I would swear it was a lie. I was loving you all the time and now I'm hopelessly |
Let's read a [[poem]] or better listen to a masterpiece - [[Solitude Standing]] beget by Suzanne [[Vega]] from an album Solitude Standing. I know it's just a [[song]] and if [[yesterday]] I heard myself saying these words I would swear it was a [[lie]]. I was loving you all the [[time]] and now I'm hopelessly adicted...([[The Corrs]] creation [[Hopelessly Addicted]] from album [[Talk On Corners]]). |
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Revision as of 08:38, 8 December 2005
To moderator or administrator - if you are not going to read that all, at least be merciful and have some gentile understanding for other. { A.A } 08:10, 8 December 2005 (UTC) fell "in love" again and could not help to not help her in any other way...
Love is the conceptual term for deeply personal attraction that sometimes gets deeper and deeper, fondness, and weak force bonding between human beings and or other entities. Love can be understood as guiding principle that makes life for The Universe worthwhile, just like it makes our everyday living bearable even when all things go wrong. The bigger part of The Universe an entity (entities) "in love" are a constituent of, the more spectacular phenomena one can observe. Love between a-like molecules bonding them into a liquid (van der Waals forces) is beautiful yet not even comparable in it's nocturnal brigtness when her results of bonding of larger objects become merry, a-like Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain. Even that explossion of creative genius is shunned by brilliance and owerwhelming power of love beget when a cloud of lonely, oh so lonely hydrogen atoms gravitate seemingly pulled by some unknown, silent force acting at a distance toward common center, where immensive orgy inevitably begins lighting up a new star. One must wonder, how The Universe solves the problem of singularity and how to find the clit when you are all that is, fortunately women are gifted with imagination - the answer is simple, the foremost of a kind of love is to love thyself or in other words to learn to love body of yours seen in mirror image of it, no integer mirrors required. Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is most beautiful of all? There goes the Golden Apple. How does she love her Self? Our goddess imagines that a body which identified as object of her love has an imaginary counterpart she loves that loves her in return (mirror or a mirror twin sister, that does not, really, see me, cause she sees her own reflection (thanks Suzanna!) - but useful nevertheless to express a-feeling one is experiencing toward herself). To make all that lovemakeing more like communication we observe supersymetry, which curiously refuses to be complete supersymmetric. It's the game we play. My fauvorite game, which I’m always losing. Marvel while my guitar gently weeps. Current expansion of Universe can be described as a case of strongest multiple all-body female orgasm ever observed, [layer]]s of dimensions dividing and subdividing (quote from Vagina Monologues by Eve Ensler) and then she deora ar mo chroi satisfied until she feels the itch again. See who I am? I am love and you are love and even moderator banning me for 24h or more is love, too. Grok? Thou art god - means, "you can do yourself to act and feel good all around, all you need to do is touch your clitoris, which is easily found, for it is you". Your orgasm (wherever you are a dog, a bitch, a god, a godess, a man or a woman) is one of those dividing and subdividing layers - there, there, that is why studying reality realized we eventually got fascinated by strings and other vibrators. Ladies wearing strings prone to more frequent orgasms! Do you desire to know what is her true name? Calling her "The Universe" is like forgetting how to call on a pointer off your significant other. She's, depending on the abilities of particular tongue - Łucja, Lucy, Luck, Luux or simple Lucifer ("lucy faire") - "I am a girl with golden hair". Thank you for the music, ABBA! Some discordians might wonder, no wonder, where does ERiS fit in that all love making. Sorry, ERiS is a he and does fit perfectly to perform induction of that itch, again and a-gain - knowing him, knowing you, we can do it indefinitely, being an imaginary entity, a mental sex toy. Call him Hadid if you must. Hella good! Just my imagination...
Let's read a poem or better listen to a masterpiece - Solitude Standing beget by Suzanne Vega from an album Solitude Standing. I know it's just a song and if yesterday I heard myself saying these words I would swear it was a lie. I was loving you all the time and now I'm hopelessly adicted...(The Corrs creation Hopelessly Addicted from album Talk On Corners).
- Solitude stands by the window
- She turns her head as I walk in the room
- I can see by her eyes she's been waiting
- Standing in the slant of the late afternoon
- And she turns to me with her hand extended
- Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
- Solitude stands in the doorway
- And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
- By her long cool stare and her silence
- I suddenly remember each time we've met
- And she turns to me with her hand extended
- Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
- And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
- And she says "I've come to lighten this dark heart"
- And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
- And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"
- I turn to the crowd as they're watching
- They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm
- I wanted to be in there among them
- I see how their eyes are gathered into one
- And then she turns to me with her hand extended
- Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
- And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
- And she says"l've come to lighten this dark heart"
- And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
- And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"
- Solitude stands in the doorway
- And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette
- By her long cool stare and her silence
- I suddenly remember each time we've met
- And she turns to me with her hand extended
- Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
- As I went a-walking in the North Country,
- Down by Kirby Steven I happened for to be,
- As I was a-walking up and down the street,
- A pretty little buy-a-broom I chanced for to meet.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
- She kindly then invited me to go a little way,
- Yes was the answer to her I did say,
- There was me with my music walkin' down the street,
- And her with her tambourine was beatin' hand and feet.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
- Straight way out for Kendal town we steered her and I ,
- Over you green mountain the weather being dry,
- We each had a bottle filled up to the top
- And whenever we were feeling dry we took a little drop.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
- The night was coming on and good lodgings we did find,
- Eatables of all kind and plenty of good wine,
- Good bed and blankets just for we two,
- And I rolled her in me arms me boys, and wouldn't you do too.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
- Early the next morning we arose to go our way,
- I called for the landlord to see what was to pay,
- Fourteen and sixpence just for two,
- Four crowns upon the table my darling then she threw.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
- Well the reason that we parted I now shall let you hear,
- She started off for Germany right early the next year,
- But me being unwilling to cross the raging sea,
- Here's a health unto my bonny lass wherever she may be.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
- For she was right, I was tight, everybody has their way,
- It was the lish young buy-a-broom that led me astray.
Love may also refer to:
- Love (band), from the 1960s
- "Love" is the term used in scoring tennis to refer to a score of 0 (zero) in a single "game", within a "set", within a "match".
- "L.O.V.E.", a song by Ashlee Simpson
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