The Impossibility of Possession
No matter how tightly you wrap your arms around her, pin her down, hold her down, press her down…she will never be yours, not even for a moment. You can lease her, sure, but you can never own her. Even if you strangle her to death so that she could never be with another, all you’re doing is renting something and ruining it– an act that always comes with terrible consequences. Even if she proclaims to give herself to you forever, before God and before the world, you still can not own her…because, like you, she doesn’t even own herself; it’s just one more lease on flesh.
In contemplating such things, I am always reminded of the most beautiful woman that I ever managed to claim…how I agonized over each step taken in pursuit, and how ravenously I consumed her once I succeeded. And for what? Two fragments of memory in a blue moonlit bedroom; running a hand over her hip, and locking fingers above the pillow. Say I had kept her for a while longer, allowing her pristine beauty to dull itself over the course of many encounters…would that have brought me any closer to possessing her? Of course not. We pursue because we want to own, on impulse, without realizing that such an ends is impossible. But unlike most impulses, the awareness of this one seems to actually have an effect on the impulse itself; weakening my hunger for ownership.
Perhaps there is another reason to want something, beyond the desire to simply have it.
Your brilliant last entry has disappeared off my radar. Terribly disappointing. I had been working on the most perfectly emotive note to compliment it’s lusciously poignant anachronistic monochrome. C’est la vie.
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Your brilliant last entry has disappeared off my radar. Terribly disappointing. I had been working on the most perfectly emotive note to compliment it’s lusciously poignant anachronistic monochrome. C’est la vie.
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Your brilliant last entry has disappeared off my radar. Terribly disappointing. I had been working on the most perfectly emotive note to compliment it’s lusciously poignant anachronistic monochrome. C’est la vie.
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*chokes on a surge of idiotic giggles before composing herself* Alright, Mister! If you had been a dutiful reader of my diary, you would have surely read my entry concerning the necessity of my rigid idealism to compensate for my unfortunate lack of conscience. So, while you may well be able to comport yourself effortlessly in the realm of moral imperatives, aided by an innate moral compass…
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*chokes on a surge of idiotic giggles before composing herself* Alright, Mister! If you had been a dutiful reader of my diary, you would have surely read my entry concerning the necessity of my rigid idealism to compensate for my unfortunate lack of conscience. So, while you may well be able to comport yourself effortlessly in the realm of moral imperatives, aided by an innate moral compass…
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*chokes on a surge of idiotic giggles before composing herself* Alright, Mister! If you had been a dutiful reader of my diary, you would have surely read my entry concerning the necessity of my rigid idealism to compensate for my unfortunate lack of conscience. So, while you may well be able to comport yourself effortlessly in the realm of moral imperatives, aided by an innate moral compass…
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without some sort of solid framework to lash myself to, I would flounder and drown. Morality is a chore, but one, I assure myself, I should happily undertake.
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without some sort of solid framework to lash myself to, I would flounder and drown. Morality is a chore, but one, I assure myself, I should happily undertake.
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without some sort of solid framework to lash myself to, I would flounder and drown. Morality is a chore, but one, I assure myself, I should happily undertake.
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Curiosity and spontaneity, being only second and third to intelligence, are the attributes I find most attractive in a person. With regards to the former, you needn’t wonder about my opinion of you. If I ever suggested you were an amoral cad it was purely in jest. Which is, of course, to say that I promise to post more photos if you promise to write more stories.
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Curiosity and spontaneity, being only second and third to intelligence, are the attributes I find most attractive in a person. With regards to the former, you needn’t wonder about my opinion of you. If I ever suggested you were an amoral cad it was purely in jest. Which is, of course, to say that I promise to post more photos if you promise to write more stories.
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Curiosity and spontaneity, being only second and third to intelligence, are the attributes I find most attractive in a person. With regards to the former, you needn’t wonder about my opinion of you. If I ever suggested you were an amoral cad it was purely in jest. Which is, of course, to say that I promise to post more photos if you promise to write more stories.
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