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5: 74: Human Parasites
Excerpt 74 from Journal 5: 'Reaching My True Love'
-From 'Journals To My True Love, Part 2'
If human relationships are parasitic,
we are each others parasite...
If God has created this than we are
at its mercy...
My Love, you are like my boy child
whom I want to care for selflessly...
But I also want to possess and own you
to give all this meaning...
My hands want to hold you and my
heart wants you to need me...
I want you to cry out for me like the
baby bird for sustenance...
I want you blind and helpless so I
can lead you...
I want you to be trapped deep in a
chasm where only I know its location...
I want to be the only one whom placed
you there...
My Love, I want to be the only one
to rescue you...
I want you to latch onto me for
sustenance and survival...
I want you weak and pitiful and
unable to fly away...
I want your skin to be pale and
translucent and frail and featherless...
So that you may need my protection...
I want you to cry for me fervently
in desperation and despair...
I want to be the only one who
comforts you...
I want you to know how I once felt
when I was helpless and weak...
I want you to feel alone as I did...
I want you broken by heartache...
I want to be the only one who understands...
My heart feeds on your destitution...
But wants to feed it back to you...
I want to grow what you need from me...
It is a circle that is fed by its own inertia...
The inertia is the parasitic human nature...
-From 'Journals To My True Love, Part 2'
If human relationships are parasitic,
we are each others parasite...
If God has created this than we are
at its mercy...
My Love, you are like my boy child
whom I want to care for selflessly...
But I also want to possess and own you
to give all this meaning...
My hands want to hold you and my
heart wants you to need me...
I want you to cry out for me like the
baby bird for sustenance...
I want you blind and helpless so I
can lead you...
I want you to be trapped deep in a
chasm where only I know its location...
I want to be the only one whom placed
you there...
My Love, I want to be the only one
to rescue you...
I want you to latch onto me for
sustenance and survival...
I want you weak and pitiful and
unable to fly away...
I want your skin to be pale and
translucent and frail and featherless...
So that you may need my protection...
I want you to cry for me fervently
in desperation and despair...
I want to be the only one who
comforts you...
I want you to know how I once felt
when I was helpless and weak...
I want you to feel alone as I did...
I want you broken by heartache...
I want to be the only one who understands...
My heart feeds on your destitution...
But wants to feed it back to you...
I want to grow what you need from me...
It is a circle that is fed by its own inertia...
The inertia is the parasitic human nature...
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