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(no subject) [Sep. 14th, 2003|10:32 pm]
Joe
The calculation – the picturing of the perfect partner – presupposes that we can enter a relationship with a clear-sighted and complete understanding of our needs and capacities. This is to see a relationship as a kind of garment, which merely goes on top of, and does not in any way change, the inner person.

A relationship does not start the day two people meet; it starts in the childhood of each partner. For it is long before they meet that the template of their relationship is established. We learn to love as children. Or, more accurately, we learn a style of relating which governs our adult behavior when it comes to love. It also governs it without us noticing it. It’s unconscious.

Our individual imaginative characters – the kinds of linkage we are sensitive to, our idiosyncrasies of sensitivity and response – entail that different people will be able to see more or less in any particular work of art. And we tend to like the ones we see the most in. We’re not inventing their charms we just happen to be responsive to them. Almost all loves seem to share this feature.

Love alone can’t make another adult intelligent, generous, courageous, persistent and sociable – unless they are very close to possessing these qualities in the first place. Much of the time we will be unable to make another person happy, because that person lacks the essential characteristics which makes their own happiness possible.

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(no subject) [Jul. 2nd, 2003|08:00 pm]
Joe
"It's great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn't need a shoulder. What if they need the arms or something like that? You can't just sit there and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things."
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(no subject) [Jun. 29th, 2003|12:53 am]
Joe
hmm.
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(no subject) [Feb. 1st, 2003|12:55 am]
Joe
i'm just running through the motions.

i want my life to mean something, to really shine. and i feel more and more that i haven't experienced this at all. because all i do is think about how things used to be or how things should be, how my life used to be purposeful, and how someone else benefited from my existence.

i want to learn. a passion, a craft, a career. a trade, a discipline, anything to devote my life to whole heartedly. i want to study, but not books, and lectures, and calculus. but apprenticeships, and mentors, and understudy, and honor.

i want to love someone so much that i can't breathe anymore. to fall head over heels, and to be fallen over, loved back. because what else is live worth living for.

i wish that my hairline wasn't receding, i wish that i had a beard. i wish that next time i talk to my parents no one mentions money.
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Should I feel guilty for sleeping until the afternoon of MLK day? [Jan. 21st, 2003|05:47 pm]
Joe
Sometimes I just wonder. Evidently because I came from a predominantly white school, I don't relate to what Martin Luther King meant to our society. But I just don't understand how people can keep calling for reparations. And how they can just debate in circles around and around again.

Equality to me doesn't seem to be found by some sort of reparation. The past was tragic and unequal, but it is only that (the past). I don't understand how inequality can be met with more attempts at inequality.

Doesn't anyone dream of a world where the ethnicity box is absent from our college applications? Where instead of affirmative action, we don't see in black or white or red or yellow. Don't quotas make inoppurtunity out of the thing that is supposed to promote equality?

Maybe I am too immature to understand what true equality is. But wouldn't that be a world without mention of black or white? Race stricken from studies, applications, publications, and reports. Maybe its a fantasy, but it seems more appealing that scolding the white half of a lecture hall for not understand the injustices of racism.
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(no subject) [Dec. 19th, 2002|06:40 pm]
Joe
Your mind might be a pleasant place to spend one’s time
But I took a left turn at the Natural Science Building, putting your lips in my wallet
Your just another Ashley sitting next to me
Dimensions are adverse, five hundred times two eyes equals
Polyrhythmic magic
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i read last night [Oct. 9th, 2002|10:09 am]
Joe
and she skipped over my name on the list.
i read last night
and i was so nervous that the paper was shaking
i read last night
and stuttered over words
i read last night
and it was the most invigorating feeling i've had in a long time
i read last night
and they liked me.
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(no subject) [Sep. 22nd, 2002|10:01 pm]
Joe
just turn me over and around and around
again and again.

jesus what is going on.
it must be something in the grand haven water.
i can't even take it anymore.
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(no subject) [Sep. 15th, 2002|09:41 pm]
Joe
sometimes i just want to say fuck you grand haven, and start all over.

but its so much harder than it sounds.
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DM is taking over my life. [Sep. 15th, 2002|09:06 pm]
Joe
Who am I anyway?

Somebody please just tell me who I am or who I am supposed to be or why the hell I exist on this planet, because its all about two hours west of here.
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