Life is too precious

CharleyH

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Sometimes I just wish I could grab and make love to life, but thats such a hard and wishy washy fantasy thing to do. Instead tonight, I simply indulge in ALASKAN KING CRAB, slathered in butter and dripping into my mouth with a sweetness that honey cannot describe, and let me tell you THAT is an indulgence and a part of life I NEVER want to miss.

What makes you passionate for life or what makes life prescious? Sex or otherwise?
 
My daughter. Seeing life through her eyes makes up for all my stupid mistakes. Plus how do you ever get tired of the cutest person you've ever met asking you if you'll come cuddle?
 
Good food, good friends, good conversation, intellectual stimulation, new vistas, discovering a new favorite place/person/pub/periodical. I think anything that makes me look forward to waking up the next morning, or anything for which I feel a passionate emotional pull is what makes life precious.

Sex for me is a physical manifestation of an emotional connection; I feel passionately about what it can do to deepen, strengthen, or even just maintain emotional bonds. It is also an equally precious experience as any of those mentioned above, and definitely something that makes me look forward to waking up the next morning. :)
 
McKenna said:
Good food, good friends, good conversation, intellectual stimulation, new vistas, discovering a new favorite place/person/pub/periodical. I think anything that makes me look forward to waking up the next morning, or anything for which I feel a passionate emotional pull is what makes life precious.

Sex for me is a physical manifestation of an emotional connection; I feel passionately about what it can do to deepen, strengthen, or even just maintain emotional bonds. It is also an equally precious experience as any of those mentioned above, and definitely something that makes me look forward to waking up the next morning. :)


Damn....what she said..... :D
 
McKenna said:
Good food, good friends, good conversation, intellectual stimulation, new vistas, discovering a new favorite place/person/pub/periodical. I think anything that makes me look forward to waking up the next morning, or anything for which I feel a passionate emotional pull is what makes life precious.

Sex for me is a physical manifestation of an emotional connection; I feel passionately about what it can do to deepen, strengthen, or even just maintain emotional bonds. It is also an equally precious experience as any of those mentioned above, and definitely something that makes me look forward to waking up the next morning. :)

Wow.

Yes. Exactly.

:rose:
 
McKenna has always been clearer of speech than we are. She can write, she takes a good photo, she is physically beautiful, she is humane and reflective.

Charley H is drop dead gorgeous, as Magyar women are. She is making money writing. Her mind is agile and informed by a collection of experiences the rest of can likely never match. Mercurial, insightful, concerned with quality.

These are just two of the reasons I wish with a whole heart to live on in this world. Women! People! Brains! Perception! Sex! Improvisation!

And I haven't even mentioned the best things.

As I write this, I am taking a pill which will cause me misery (an antibiotic-- what it does is, it gives you nasty, woeful intestinal difficulties) because I have an alarming infection. My back is medium today, a level of pain I can shrug off easily if I make no sudden moves. My roof is opened but the roofers have been prevented by rain and bad luck from working on it. It's raining constantly and gradually leaking more and more into my house. My depression has returned. My child requires my help over the coming week in projects which will cost me thousands in money and hours of back pain, hip and wrist pain. The list could be extended.

But I am engaged. I am loved. I can think. I can feel, love, write, speak, see new things and learn new things. Life is rich.
 
CharleyH said:
What makes you passionate for life or what makes life prescious? Sex or otherwise?
I like boats.

Seriously. Beside the basics, like love and helath. If I only could, and had the opportunity to, do one thing good in this life, that would be to sail.



ps. Charley, since you brought it up, what have this thread got to with writing? ;)
 
Apart from women?

Hmmm... Two places.

One is a forest down my road that hardly anyone knows about, because it's so off the beaten track. You can't hear cars, planes, machinery or people's voices - just birds, foxes and a nearby stream; and if you sit in the middle of it you're just surrounded by greenery.

The other is a small beach, also not far from me. There's no car park, and the only way you can get to the sand is by making your way down a small dirt path that winds down the cliff. Again, it's nearly always deserted, and because it faces out west, you get the most beautiful sunsets there....
 
As some of you will recall, I have good reason to be thankfull for each day, my problems of last year fade with each dawn. I've shifted objectives, made my life simpler in certain respects even though I remain active in pursuing a number of disparate goals, that's just the way I am - I can't see that ever changing.

Life itself is passionate if you've faced a possible limited number of days. I can walk and enjoy the flowers and perfumes in the air, the birds and fishes along the estuary, and the people whose lives mill around mine. I'm focussed now, I know what it is I want to achieve and the route to take me there and I blessed with an amazing family and friends who indulge me - just a little - in the things I wish to do. It is ambition that gives me passion, ambition for myself and those dear to me, and I wait for the dawn knowing each day is mine to decide how far to push for the things that I wish. This day will never come again, grasp the moment, take the opportunity, never think it will be easier tomorrow.
 
For me it's simply that each day is a gift.

I've had my problems that have nearly taken me from this world. You learn a lot. About what is really valuable.

So everything is precious now.

Except anger, fear and stress. I've given those up. They did me no good at all.
 
The joy that comes from creating. I live for my art, whether singing or writing.
 
neonlyte said:
As some of you will recall, I have good reason to be thankfull for each day, my problems of last year fade with each dawn. I've shifted objectives, made my life simpler in certain respects even though I remain active in pursuing a number of disparate goals, that's just the way I am - I can't see that ever changing.

Life itself is passionate if you've faced a possible limited number of days. I can walk and enjoy the flowers and perfumes in the air, the birds and fishes along the estuary, and the people whose lives mill around mine. I'm focussed now, I know what it is I want to achieve and the route to take me there and I blessed with an amazing family and friends who indulge me - just a little - in the things I wish to do. It is ambition that gives me passion, ambition for myself and those dear to me, and I wait for the dawn knowing each day is mine to decide how far to push for the things that I wish. This day will never come again, grasp the moment, take the opportunity, never think it will be easier tomorrow.


*deep satisfied sigh*

lovely

yes
 
For the past few weeks on many threads I've been put in mind of Alanis Morrisette's lyrics.

Why are you so petrified of silence.
Here, can you handle this?






Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die?
Did you long for the next distraction?

What put this into my mind this time was a line by Cant.
But I am engaged.
Now possibly Cant was talking about promises of marriage etc but I took it to mean having your minutes filled by whatever fills them.

What makes me passionate?

Engagement instead of distraction.
 
gauchecritic said:
Engagement instead of distraction.

Silence is golden, eh?

I hate it when you're right, but right you are. Thanks for reminding me of the difference between being "distracted" and being "engaged." I suppose it comes down to living my life with purpose rather than living it just to pass the time.



BTW, Alanis rocks. That's one of my favorite songs, especially the line about "intellectual intercourse."
 
Very true; I meant engaged as in engagé-- involved, entangled, enmeshed. It makes all the difference.
 
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