If I really allow myself to love you, then a hint of
madness will come over me. You have two choices, I can be totally cool all the
time, or I can fall deeply, madly in love with you. Don't ask me for both. If
you don't want to provide a context where I feel safe, then great, I will stay
cool. But you will probably miss the magic, which inevitably comes with risk.
Only little boys say, "Show me the magic, but stay cool all the time too,
will you?"
I don't mean pathological madness, that, I am
absolutely responsible for. I understand that I do the work. I am not Glenn
Close and you are not Michael Douglas. NO, I mean divine and righteous madness.
I mean the healing crises induced by deep love; I mean the detoxing of the last
few thousand years of dark and limited thoughts forms. I mean the monsters who
are summoned out of their lair when the light of love shines forth.
And that is why monogamy helps. It is enough to deal
with all these monsters coming up, without also having to worry about whether
Mulu or Gennet or Hirut or Bisrat is more attractive to you this week than I
am. If you want me to really relax, and you want me to really let go and go wild,
then remove those childish issues, will you?
Thank you. And, I will do the same for you…
I did not even take his number.
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