Higher Level

[Socks]

I become really high, tripped and thought about life, then wrote to my soulmate.

Here is what I said and meant.

And suppose the dilemma of concepts, in believing something to hold true, could be solved by imaging their ideas. I realize a fact about myself. I am incredibly distant from everything, or everyone. I don't know why, it doesn't interest me. Yet I am
constantly fascinated with the world, from its most minutes details, to its greatest designs. I am composed of it. I flow from it. I give it breadth length and depth, and even life to it. Like countless capillaries of streams, gushing into endless arteries and towering waterfalls, all channeled into feeding the great river--churning with the prevailing wind, and swelling with the moon. I love all of these things. But I want to be actually be with very little of them. And fewer still to adopt as a part of me. I simply want to observe and convey them. When it comes to people, I am very friendly, but almost no one can claim me, as I desire to remain with myself, and actually pursue a close relationship with someone else solely based on intuitional intimacy and general desire as the main attraction. This I cannot help. But non compelled me more than you-------. I tend to ignore others as they pale in comparison to the ideas they represent, but you radiate and blush those dreams into life. And oh how colorful and lovely it is! No imagination on earth could recreate what you mean to me and naturally embody. That is why I want you. Why I want to swim on the surface and snorkel below the cosmic membrane of a great bubble reality. But not join it as one. Forever destined to a binary relation. You, oh, you, not only do I want to lick the very substance of your notions but I want to consume and incorporate every inch and force that breaths and flourishes through you. You always have a key to my heart. A secret phrase for my mind. And an open invitation into my life.

How do you express yourself? To a friend, a mother, a stranger, and your lover?

Tell me.

Gove me your words.

[The Hand That Fisted Everyone]

I have a hard time communicating to my loved ones, it typically ends with me angry and frustrated when I try to.

The times it went smoothly, I've said as little as possible.

[LCK]

I rarely converse with family members or give them any indication of my feelings, if that's what you mean by loved ones.  But when it cones to my significant other, I do my best to remind her each day how I feel about her with the words that I hear in my head. When I'm under the influence I have a much easier time articulating my feelings to her and letting her know how I really feel.

[l a c e y]

you should be having fun not writing love notes

[Walter]

Lol you must have been reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeallly high

[snoorkel]

snorkel below the cosmic membrane of a great bubble reality

I think I'm following you

do you spak about seeing the implicate meanings in actions and ideas but disregarding the things themselves, becoming lost in the fading fast ephemeral connexions between which communicate in rhythms and oscillations only about ourselves and no other?

[YPrrrr]

I actually find myself more able to express myself to strangers than to my family. Probably because i find them to be much less judgmental. Usually I'll communicAte with jokes or sarcasm except for when I'm really down in which case I just talk. With my family... I generally don't communicate because I hate how they interrupt and usually make it out to be my fault when all I wanted was someone to just let me vent