Unaddressed Letter from Love

[Flying Kites]

It's rare to meet somebody who is not trying to deceive another but here I am, and it's less so that others intend to deceive but what they say is often what they wish were true rather than what is real.

I'm restating that I'm not some kind of intellectual. I only think enough to know and accept everything else that I don't, and I apply my life to the fullest which is cause for adventure with its joys and no less joyful for its dangers. The world could really lose all those kinds of people like educators and priests because they misguide us into wanting something else other than what we've got.

What we've got is an entire world journeying through the stars, and this world has never failed to create beauty, or at least those who have the pleasure of judging beauty such as creatures as myself do.

Beautiful creations deserve to have beautiful creatures like you accompanying life along this so brief moment we might count on decades, in what is our sacred task to be a part of, and to feel, and come to know, in each our own way, this rhythm of eternity that is within all.

Know that you deserve this. The pity and self-deception are the waste we've accumulated in our thoughts from the educators and priests. There is much beauty in the world and ugliness too, but all have their season.

We do have individuality but there are degrees to it, more in some, less in others, and our individuality would be for nothing if we do not learn how to properly judge ourselves and find expression alongside the rhythm of the world.

One can only be guided so far until their own path is discovered, and perhaps we only guide others because we ourselves are the ones slowing down and are being met on our way by those who will go further.

[prime]

I do not trust the intellectuals. For them, thinking is a method-as-goal instead of a method toward a (sensible, inspiring) goal.