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hmmmm first thoughts: partner one who walks With another one who moves With you two who work for the same goal as two oxen are yoked and thus move walk work together, humans can deliberately, freely choose to yoke themselves together my dog was my partner my brother was my first partner (after the natural unconcious at first partner of mother) one has many partners in crime in humor in spending time in love and your thoughts?
I now seek a partner in this life. In my past life, I thought the weight of the yoke would be too much to bear. Perhaps it's not a weight, but an ethereal bond.
Yes. What bonds birds together in the perfection of a flock’s darting flight? No physical yoke (beyond some molecular transport) but ethereal bonds.
Do humans see things as they are or through their self-colored lens? Heavy, Now you are light/
How does one Seek a (Life?) partner other than becoming oneself, with all the pain, sadness, wisdom, wonder of the journey-with joy, flying on one's own best purposeful trajectory, (who you think you are, be really) and then looking to the side and finding who is there?
I am without words. Stream: looking left, looking right; now time to cross. Rose petals in a wine glass of water. The smell of December. begets. That perfect pot puree. Oak, flowers, embers, herbs, and candles. Cassiopeia.
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one who walks With another
one who moves With you
two who work for the same goal
as two oxen are yoked and thus move walk work together,
humans can deliberately, freely choose to yoke themselves together
my dog was my partner
my brother was my first partner (after the natural unconcious at first partner of mother)
one has many partners
in crime
in humor
in spending time
in love
and your thoughts?
I now seek a partner in this life. In my past life, I thought the weight of the yoke would be too much to bear. Perhaps it's not a weight, but an ethereal bond.
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ReplyDeleteWhat bonds birds together in the perfection of a flock’s darting flight?
No physical yoke (beyond some molecular transport) but
ethereal bonds.
Do humans see things as they are or through their self-colored lens? Heavy, Now you are light/
How does one Seek a (Life?) partner
other than
becoming oneself, with all the pain, sadness, wisdom, wonder of the journey-with joy, flying on one's own best purposeful trajectory, (who you think you are, be really)
and
then looking to the side and finding who is there?
I am without words. Stream: looking left, looking right; now time to cross. Rose petals in a wine glass of water. The smell of December. begets. That perfect pot puree. Oak, flowers, embers, herbs, and candles. Cassiopeia.
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