Thoughtful Email #14 – Relationships
Early on in our lives, boys have something of a dislike to girls, we don’t like them, we don’t want to play with them, and simply put we don’t want them around us. However, at one point in our lives, around those teen years, we discover what i will refer to as “genital motion”. in other words, erections. Yes, it is that time when we look with wonder at our genitals as they suddenly stand proudly from between our legs, offering up a strange feeling. Eventually, we understand this is caused by looking at young women. Now some, might keep a certain dislike for women, while others quickly embrace the phenomenon and start looking forward to spending more and more time with girls. That is called, sexual curiosity.
From then on, life changes permanently. We (males) can’t stop thinking about women, we like them, we want to play with them, and simply put we want them around us. Again, this applies to most people. Thus does the miracle of relationships begin. I say miracle, for there truly is nothing stranger and more confusing than wanting to be with one another.
It is said, and adopted by many as pure fact, that “women are from venus and men are from mars”. I have never fully understood why, but... to a certain extent it is true. We are very different. Differences exist between each and every individual, but even more so, between men and women. Nonetheless, we want to be in a relationship with one another. We long for it, we seem to desperately need it, to the extent of it becoming somewhat of an obsession. Why?
It is also seen as strange, and sometimes wrong, to not be in a relationship, or not want one. You should have it. You can not possibly consider being single and alone. Which is basically why many relationships fail. And yet, we remain hopeful, forever searching for our “soul mates”. For there can be only one. Or so we are made to believe. This is made easier to accept when you look at the many successful relationships. So many people are actually happy. They must be doing something right!!!
So what am i saying? what am i trying to achieve from the aforementioned blabber? Just a small point of view:
Relationships are the driving force behind the success of all those we admire most in our lives. Relationships are the energy of our lives. And we should not get into them. We should avoid them like the plague. Unless.... unless it just happens. think about that for a second, please take a moment. “Unless it just happens”. Did you think about it? good! If you let things happen, whichever relationship you get into, will drive you to your success and uttermost achievement. If you let it happen, it will give you wings (try not to think redbull). If you let it happen, it will surely be the greatest event of your life.
Too many times we try too hard, we push for things even when it is painfully obvious, just how wrong and bad the outcome will be. Like a doe caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck, this will be the person we want to be with, and we are the deer prancing towards her... the TRUCK IS COMING... Regardless of the loud horn, we seem helpless to stop moving.... When the truck hits, it will be the visual representation of a relationship failing. We change our very being for the sake of a relationship... which in itself destroys our very essence and with it, all chances of success.
But what do i know? I am just a guy still searching for my soul mate... i just hope the road is clear.
Marc Khoury
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Thoughtful Email #13 – Tonight I slept
We are who we are and driven by passion we sometimes be
Though fear might creep in, and in darkness drown us
We remain for the most part in our dreams so very free
i am thankful for the dreams i have had so far
but none so much as the one i had last night
as soon as into deep slumber i slipped i found myself in a car
driving fast with no sound at all, the wind blowing in my hair
i screamed of happiness but no voice came out.
But suddenly i stopped, and stood outside as the world spun out of control,
i turn around and there she was the woman of my dreams.
i wish i could say i dreamt of her all my life, but truth be told, it was my first time.
all turns black but i and her, as walk towards each other we did.
the first sound came, faded in, the soft beating of my heart urging me towards her.
I walked and so did she, for an endless time without ever reaching each other.
i spoke a thousand words but none were heard, and still i stumbled.
her face, her hair, her eyes, her body... it all moved towards a center that seemed located in me
i trembled, i breathed, i stopped, as suddenly upon me she was.
Her whispering voice, so sweet and soft, flew into the void,
my eager ears reaching out to feel that smooth embrace.
the words did reach, and my mind did fear,
for now, i know who she be, and why she’s here.
“fear not my love, it is not time, for you or me, to be wed in bliss,
but time will come, when you and me shall forever share this bed,
floating in darkness or sinking in light, hand in hand towards the end,
the eternal kiss you shall receive, but tonight, i simply check upon thee”
Marc Khoury
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the mosquito that bled to death
as dusk was fast approaching, there was a little mosquito preparing its wings for flight. it was nothing unusual: the stretching exercises to avoid aches tomorrow, evasive maneuvers ensuring a longer life span and most important, the extension and breathing exercises to make sure the suction process happens clean and fast.
“tonight i will start before it is completely dark, get a head start on all the others”, thought the little mosquito, and with that buzzed itself into life.
there was a soft breeze blowing, but enough warmth to make it safe for our blood-sucker, and a breeze is always good, because it sometimes numbs people’s senses. with that in mind, the mosquito kept thinking all sorts of inspiring quotes, cheering itself to a night of success.
and boy did it feast, so much in fact, that it now needed to rest somewhere, because flight became too difficult due to the extra weight. drunk with blood, it found its way to the bathroom, with not a single ounce of regret or compassion, for the man whose sleep was disturbed during the feeding process.
the night was safe... and the mosquito went into some of the sweetest dreams it ever dreamt of, until it was shocked into waking by a sudden burst of light. the man has woken up.
it flew to a better hiding place, knowing that humans, upon waking have weak eyesight. going through his usual morning ritual, the man took no notice to the bug on the wall behind him... until he got into the shower.
as he turned around, enjoying the jet of hot water massaging his head, he saw it. standing there on the wall, stuffed black with his blood. the culprit was there for the taking and all was needed was a moment’s action.
SNAP!
one step close to the wall, one quick bursting movement of the hand, smashing the mosquito onto the wall. full of pride, he left it there as a trophy of his victory over the blood sucker. a few moments later, his celebration took a bigger turn. due to the steam from the hot water, the blood started trickling down the wall.
the wall is clean now, and no trace of the mosquito or it’s brethren for that matter. but that my friends, was the story of the mosquito that bled to death.
The Papal Condom
Don't get on my back just yet! read me out!
You see, it is no secret that I have major issues with organized religion... but this is something I have even more problems with! You see the pope, as representing the church, has declared the usage of condoms contrary to God's will... the same for all manners of contraception... if you are to have sex, it should be for the sake of reproduction... do not under any circumstance oppose that will, and therefore no condoms (we will leave the others aside for now)...
And so, as I was pondering the reasons why the pope would say such a thing, it suddenly dawned on me... a flash of memory... seeing the pope here, or on TV parading and saying hi to the people... much like a beauty queen... but he was being driven in a very... extremely... expensive bullet proof car... he's in a bullet-proof box... CAN YOU SEE THE HYPOCRISY?????
This is what I refer to as the Papal Condom... this box... i mean... where's the faith??? you're supposed to be the father of the church... it's biggest representative... the most devout of Christians... and you are wearing a condom???? what the @#$%?
Now some might argue that if it is God's will for the pope to die or be killed, it will happen regardless of bulletproof boxes... to which i answer... if God's will dictates that I have children every time I enjoy a night of sex with someone... it will happen regardless of condoms or any other form of contraception...
If you would kindly, therefore, abstain from criticizing my life, or even dictating the methods by which I should live, until you rid yourself of your Papal Condom...