That's so funny. It's also true of cats. My older cat won't climb up but now that our kitten does, he's been climbing and exploring places he never did before. Sometimes they just need the right incentive.
People here in the United States were warned about climate change years ago. Our Vice President in 1993, Al Gore, was an environmentalist. He talked incessantly about the issue warning something needed to be done to avoid destroying our planet. People laughed at him denying there was any such problem. He was right, they were wrong. I need to answer this prompt if I have time today. Have a good one!
I can't imagine a love that intense either. And I'm very much in love with my husband. It's my second marriage, we've been together 20 years and married 16 years. If I had foolishly stayed in my first marriage it would have been 50 years. I left him before our 30th.
I've read a lot of his sonnets and wondered the same thing about the woman. I didn't realize there were 100 of them Kåre Enga in Udon Thani that's a lot of mushy stuff.
There are different types of love. Her in the western colony we obsess with romantic/sexual love. The sex, however, must never be directly shown; we're cultural prudes.
Sumojo Apr 4, 2024 at 12:38am In response to "Love "
Hi, enger
I wonder how many sonnets Neruda wrote. She must have been quite a gal!
Love is such a complex concept. What is love? The oft asked question to which no one has an answer. Would it be to sacrifice oneself to save another? I can accept a parent might do that to save a child. However that reminds me of the time I caught my ten year old son poking a lighted stick into a jerry can of petrol. I screamed, “don’t do that!” And I ran from the garage! So much for a mother’s love.
I believe Neruda was writing sonnets to his wife; although, I don't doubt your viewpoint. I remember falling in love 57 years ago. I was 14. But 'love' has never gotten me anywhere, other than helping me survive.
Beautiful sunny winter’s day today. I forced myself to get into my bathers and go for a swim!
Our Grandson Jacob came for dinner, I’ll miss him so much when he leaves us to go into the army next month, I so hope he likes it.
Next year we’re going home to the UK in May and today it felt a little more real as we looked for flights. It’ll be over twelve years since I’ve been ‘home’ although it’s not felt like home ever since my parents died over thirty years ago. I’ve still got two brothers and various relatives over there though.
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