astonishing conversations? no.
koans: boring or not. it depends on attitude...continuity, persistence, courage and hope..
koans: one can either ignore them or walk out.
else?
as said, communication is difficult.
it takes a minumum of two to try.
and two to fail.
some of the conversations leading to more koans
( roles of man and woman can be just exchanged...)
koan 1
man: is it ok without more words?
woman: if you cannot take words, maybe better not to talk anymore at all.
follows:
man: did you read what i wrote to you?
woman: words are shit. just be.
koan 2
man: i feel hurt by what you said.
woman: don't waste your time
man: it is too painful
woman: you must be in puberty
follows:
man: tell me what you feel
woman: i feel you are aggressive
koan 3
man: i want to be with you
woman: wanting is a burden. just flow.
man: i miss you
woman: really?
koan 4
man: i want you in my arms
woman: this is not love
man: it is how i flow
woman: you are immature
koan 5
man: i love you
woman: (really?) you say this with so much certainty
koan 6
man: tell me what you meant?
woman: i felt horrible (with you)
man: i am sad (i didn't want to hear this)
woman: you are unstable
There is a wonderful booklet by Ronald D. Laing, "Do you 'really' love me?
I guess everybody should read it who hasn't yet.
Really, there is no such thing as pure love.
And love cannot be discussed.
It is at the best of times presence and warmth.
And it always mixes with desire and frustration,
with the needs of the inner child which need to be
integrated, transformed, cared for and forgiven in any true relationship.
The needs of both, man and woman.
It is the same way, joy goes with pain and the day with the night.
It is not all opposites, it is much better to see it in the way of polarity.
And with a grain of humour.
Communication... i slowly start to laugh..,
maybe i can never stop anymore.
This would be so good!
We want peace,
But peace is not just something natural between humans.
Not so difficult: inside.
Between: often just a state of rest between impossible wars.
And this is not a matter of being bad or good. Not a question of guilt.
It is how it is.
But...is this not....very beautiful:
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home
When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you
I find it hard to believe you don't know
The beauty that you are
But if you don't let me be your eyes
A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid
When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you
I'll be your mirror
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