To tell or not to tell?

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No particular reason for picking this song.  Or there is a possibility that there is a reason for everything.  As one of my new acquaintances put it “there is a reason for my insanity”.  So there must be a reason for mine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgYgpoZpOK0

Bob Dylan “Things Have Changed”

A worried man with a worried mind

No one in front of me and nothing behind

There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinking champagne

Got white skin, got assassin’s eyes

I’m looking up into the sapphire-tinted skies

I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train

 

Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose

Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

 

This place ain’t doing me any good

I’m in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood

Just for a second there I thought I saw something move

Gonna take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag

Ain’t no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag

Only a fool in here would think he’s got anything to prove

 

Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too

Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

 

I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road

If the Bible is right, the world will explode

I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I can

Some things are too hot to touch

The human mind can only stand so much

You can’t win with a losing hand

 

Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet

Putting her in a wheelbarrow and wheeling her down the street

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

 

I hurt easy, I just don’t show it

You can hurt someone and not even know it

The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity

Gonna get low down, gonna fly high

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

I’m in love with a woman who don’t even appeal to me

 

Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake

I’m not that eager to make a mistake

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qTFqnDpuvE&feature=related

Et si tu n’existais pas, J’essaierais d’inventer l’amour

I started this post wanting to write about the film “Two Lovers”.  I could never actually get to write a review.  (Well, later I will do it, promise!)  I was thinking too much about how fast I fall in love and how fast I create that infatuation out of which I could not so easily escape.  Infatuation?  Creating feelings out of thin air.  Falling in love with the images of my own and on my own and then projecting them onto a real person.  I guess I am being creative.  Or insane, even ever so slightly.  I was thinking about how it is like projecting a film, its characters and a story onto an empty screen and expecting a feedback from that imaginary life.  That’s me.  Feelings are real, the feedback?  I am afraid, it would take a long time to get one.

Being a somewhat strange person, I do have somewhat strange conversations.  Coming from my dream…

“It is what it is, you feel what you feel, it is neither right nor wrong”, – my friend usually says.  Yes, the one that I like so much for so little reason.  That is the quintessence of our conversations, I think.  Apart from the fact that he is right and I am wrong.  I think way too much about him, only because I created those feelings and then I fell under their influence.  Well, how clever of me!

Well, it takes time to recognize that I am all-alone in that fantasy world.  In love with an image, a reflection, a mirage…

Is it time to forget, to wake up?  I am afraid so. But…deep inside, I don’t really want to.  I love this haze and intoxication.  And then I find a song.  An old one about another person who would have created love and a lover even if the lover did not exist.  To find the secret of life by creating a lover…  I might be slightly insane, but why so many other people like this song?  Maybe there is something to it?  Longing for love?  I guess, it is what it is – neither right nor wrong.

Et si tu n’existais pas

Je crois que je l’aurais trouvé

Le secret de la vie, le pourquoi

Simplement pour te créer

Et pour te regarder

Another reads “I only look sweet and innocent.”

What is your sign?

About him: Looking for a smart sexy fun women to try new things!  Nothing too crazy   Looking for single or attached women to please.

NOTE: This conversation is real as are all of the ones to follow.

He: hi

She: wrong person, I am insane

He: lol

She: I have to run anyways, bye

He: lets f-ck

She: ok

He: where when

She: Dundas Square Midnight

He: too late I go to sleep early, my wife makes me

She: too bad

He: do you have a pic

She: no

He: ok