C'mon, let's just do it, Baby. - You don't even love me! You don't even care. - Not this again. |
(GoGosUnsealed) The Go-Go's "Lust to Love" (from Beauty & the Beat, by C. Caffey/J. Wiedlin).
It hurt my heart in this area around here. |
I used to believe in romantic love. Then came you. Are you happy? Of course you're not! Am I? No, me neither. That's the way it is with selfish love. Ask Nazareth. But just as there is metta (altruistic loving-friendliness), there must be love tainted with craving (sensual desire).
It's nobody's fault. Things are just the way they are. |
On account of persistent craving, there's grasping, and repeatedly grasping is clinging. Because things are impermanent, always fickle and changeable, what we cling to will result in our suffering. When?
When we meet with alteration. And that's very soon. Why? It's because we want for things to be otherwise. We will not see what is, accept what is, or deal with what is. If we did we'd move toward the end of suffering or what Buddhism calls the cool bliss of nirvana.
When we meet with alteration. And that's very soon. Why? It's because we want for things to be otherwise. We will not see what is, accept what is, or deal with what is. If we did we'd move toward the end of suffering or what Buddhism calls the cool bliss of nirvana.
But who cares? I'm hot right now. I love you, and I want you! And more than anything I want for you, and me, and this emotion, and this situation never to change. Will I get my wish? Not a chance.
Why? Why does it have to be this way? Why! |
- Get a job. Work for the census (2020census.gov)
- Are you a HENRY ("High Earner Not Rich Yet")?
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