Love on the Three Hundred Mile an Hour Train

 

 

Love on the Three Hundred Mile an Hour Train

 

 

How does it happen? In spite all of your insecurities and imagined faults, you meet someone who thinks that you are attractive, clever and sexy and they seem to be everything you have ever desired.

They sense your mutual attraction, and it empowers them in ways they never knew before, inspired to reveal themselves to you in ways they never knew possible.

You are stunned…awestruck within this dance of courtship, flattered beyond your imagination that someone so amazing is just as attracted to you.

Your soul feels lighter than air. Your imagination soars and every word you speak sounds brilliant to both of you, and you never felt quite so good looking before.

In each other’s eyes you raise each other far above the mundane, and the banal, each one better and brighter than either was in each others absence.

For a time.

One day, the spell breaks. First she stops believing in herself.

She is no longer inspired to charm and seduce you with the brilliance that she believes that she no longer possesses, and you in turn lose the faith in yourself that had made you so irresistible to her.

To be the idol of one’s own idol is to steal fire from the gods.

Like enlightenment, that which we desire cannot be attained by mere will.

In either courtship or marriage, now our longing and neediness as well as our self-consciousness makes attainment of our desires impossible.

The dog does not chase the deer because the deer runs…the deer runs because the dog chases it.

So you forget about it long enough to loose yourself in your self doing whatever makes you feel most alive. The longing is gone. You no longer feel incomplete.

You are complete within yourself.

You are back on the three hundred mile an hour train.

No desire, and no suffering.

Only this, just this.

If you try to call a cat to come to you, unless you have food, or something else that they want, they never come, but if you ignore it and read a newspaper, they will come to you.

Love comes, Love goes, yet we remain.

Fish swim with the tides, into and out of the lagoon as it empties itself, receives from, and flows back into the sea.

Namasté

नमस्ते

Chazz Vincent

07/19/2020

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