You know the saying:
“It takes two to tango!”
In order for a relationship to work, the left must know what the right is doing and feeling, too. There is no escaping the duality of being together and living until the day of death.
Take for example a guy. He has dated this Filipina off and on for six years and was “forced” for whatever reason to give her children. Now, which side is selfish – the woman or the man?
I don’t know. Take your pick.
If the woman is so desperate to breed, then she is selfish. If the man is just playing her and wasn’t being honest about his desire just for a companionship, then he is selfish. Both side smell of fish – the kind that you find in a meat market, like a gym.
What I don’t understand is why a couple continues to stay in a stale relationship and what keeps them in an arrangement that doesn’t give one side the breathing room necessary to pursue happiness and other love interests.
I guess it’s called committment and that word is a bane in my dictionary. I bring out my biggest holy cross and use it as a shield – to protect me from life’s drama, pain and emotions that go along with keeping up appearances, not to mention getting along with the in-laws.
Yuch! Phooey!
If I had to hook up with someone special, I know I’ll get bored, seriously. It would take a VERY interesting guy to keep me from straying and unhappy. He’d have lots of things for me to think about and do normal things to keep me busy.
So yeah, two sides. Two hearts. Twin souls. The other day I know the meaning of a significant other – one is a teacher and the other half is the student – linked together with that silver cord I’ve read about in a favorite book of mine.
I just wonder who it/he/she is and WHEN the both of us could meet, if ever in the same, if not, similar form and/or vibratory modes.
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