To Enjoy Us
Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day.
It is good to embrace the day dedicated to love, the opportunity to celebrate relationships which make one more human, more in tune with the person that is becoming in the journey of one’s solitary life. I offer words that came my way, gratefully received and sourced from someone else. They express ably what I’d like to say in view of a relationship of over fifty years with Laura. These lines are aspirational, a description of the individual I desire to become.
Crafty Optimist,
mystical Activist,
and ceremonial Teaser.
Don’t try to figure me out. Just enjoy me.
or maybe I should say just enjoy us.
I’m a socialist libertarian and a pacifist warrior.
I’m an atheistic lover of many gods,
a streetwise thaumaturge with stuffed animals on my Qabalistic altar,
and a humble megalomaniac who loves to perform missions of mercy.
Always both and yet neither.
And what about you?
I respect vegetarians
who sneak pork chops now and then.
I admire ex-druggies who get sober
with the same fanaticism they once devoted to their addictions.
Get the picture?
My spirit thrives when nothing and no one
are exactly what they seem.
Here’s the key to our happiness:
As long as we give up our control fantasies,
we’ll always get what we want.
Of course there is a love song, a song that conveys sweet melancholy between male and female, that forward-lean to fashion a joint history from two individuals. These Eyes released in 1969 by The Guess Who.
