noblesse oblige

[pragmatizt]

No wonder it was so difficult building rapport in the beginning.  She communicated through touch and emotion. 

It was like making love to a cloud.

[pragmatizt]

You know, when you're in a really good place... you just have to sit back and appreciate the moment for what it is.

I know I don't do that often enough.  I get caught up in the new adventure; the next transformation; planning for the future... but it's been a hell of a ride these past few years.

Keep on movin', but don't neglect the present, Ira Jay.

[pragmatizt]

Lovin' the beat for this song...

[pragmatizt]

The body is just a physical manifestation of the mind's state.

Life is so much easier when you're not constantly at war with yourself.  Remove the concept of ‘self’.  With it, any expectations on how it “should be” will be eliminated as well. 

Letting go is beautiful.

[pragmatizt]

Tampuhan  

By Juan Luna

1895

Oil on Canvass

There is no direct English translation for the word Tampuhan.  It's the silent treatment that one gives to his or her lover upon feeling hurt or angry.  

When your lover is the one na nagtatampo (committing Tampuhan), be prepared to spend hours trying to find out what you did wrong and consoling her/ showing her you're remorseful.  

If you're the insensitive type who messes up a lot, you're in for one wild, confusing ride.

[lazyyogi]

Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness. How do you know this is the experience you need? Because this is the experience you are having at this moment.

Eckhart Tolle

[pragmatizt]

You don't need to be half naked in order to arouse my attention.  Save the vulgarity and forwardness for the fictional worlds of pornography.  

Sex is in the subtleties, baby girl.  Lock eyes with me long enough to notice you, but brief enough that you're not making your intentions obvious.  It's not what's said, it's what's suggested.  Hide and reveal your desires in double entendres and metaphors.  Express your sensuality through a certain shade of lipstick, in the tonality and pitch of your voice.  You merely need to know how to sway and move like the feminine creature that you are.  Emphasize and exaggerate your movements in one instance, and then be cold the next.  I never want to be sure of what you're thinking.  I want you to make me doubt my abilities, so that I can work that much harder to prove them to you.   It's a tug of war between domination and submission.  Be a catch.  Go to war with me, avoid being just another conquest.  There's no other way the two of us are going to fall in love with each other.

You're trying to play checkers with me, baby girl.  I only play chess.

[pragmatizt]

Who said comic books/ graphic novels aren’t a legitimate artistic medium?

"Whatever happened to me in my life, happened to me as a writer of plays. I'd fall in love, or fall in lust. And at the height of my passion, I would think, "So this is how it feels," and I would tie it up in pretty words. I watched my life as if it were happening to someone else. My son died. And I was hurt, but I watched my hurt, and even relished it, a little, for now I could write a real death, a true loss. My heart was broken by my dark lady, and I wept, in my room, alone; but while I wept, somewhere inside I smiled. For I knew I could take my broken heart and place it on the stage of The Globe, and make the pit cry tears of their own."

- Neil Gaiman's The Sandman, issue #75, wherein William Shakespeare is portrayed as looking back over his career as he finishes writing The Tempest as one of two plays commissioned by Morpheus.

[pragmatizt]

Just enjoy the moment for what it is

By the time you get to the courtship phase, you begin to deal with more advanced levels of communication and emotion.  It goes beyond the initial stages of attraction where the individual is merely seeking to qualify themselves to the other. 

On the next stage, the man and the woman make an about face and begin to carefully unravel themselves to the other at the risk of true rejection.  

In spite of this possibility, it is also here where comfort, familiarity and the early signs of love are cultivated.

When a man understands a woman for who she truly is, and still loves her unconditionally... she will give him her world.

[pragmatizt]

How can you go to confession if you've never truly sinned?

[pragmatizt]

Emiliana Torrini - Gun

[pragmatizt]

Define what it is not.

Earlier in the summer. My place.

We spend the night curled up on the couch watching a movie.  A bottle of red and a proper spliff always make for the perfect lazy evenings.  She tells me she just wants to be friends and I concur.  Neither of us are ready for anything serious.  But after the film is finished, there we are, laying alone in the dark living room, listening to each other breathe, both trying to match the other's pattern.

My fingers gently caress her face and she closes her eyes, she pulls herself closer to me and I smile as I feel the warmth of her skin. In another time, in another place, this would be the perfect picture of love. But there are no fireworks when our lips touch.  And although time does seem to slow down when we kiss, it doesn't stop. 

"What's wrong with me?" we both ask ourselves.  

Everything.  Nothing.

We laugh.

[pragmatizt]

Define: Love

Charlie Kaufman: There was this time in high school. I was watching you out the library window. You were talking to Sarah Marsh. Donald Kaufman: Oh, God. I was so in love with her. Charlie Kaufman: I know. And you were flirting with her. And she was being really sweet to you. Donald Kaufman: I remember that. Charlie Kaufman: Then, when you walked away, she started making fun of you with Kim Canetti. And it was like they were laughing at *me*. You didn't know at all. You seemed so happy. Donald Kaufman: I knew. I heard them. Charlie Kaufman: How come you looked so happy? Donald Kaufman: I loved Sarah, Charles. It was mine, that love. I owned it. Even Sarah didn't have the right to take it away. I can love whoever I want. Charlie Kaufman: But she thought you were pathetic. Donald Kaufman: That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you. That's what I decided a long time ago. Donald Kaufman: Whats up? Charlie Kaufman: Thank you. Donald Kaufman: For what?

- From the film Adaptation (2002)

[pragmatizt]

Sebastien Tellier - La Ritournelle

A masterpiece.  From the simple chord progression to the crescendo four minutes into the song... Perfect.  

"Oh nothing’s gonna change my love for you 

I wanna spend my life with you 

So we make love on the grass under the moon

No one can tell, damned if I do

Forever journeys on golden avenues 

I drift in your eyes since I love you

I got that beat in my veins for only rule

Love is to share, mine is for you"

[pragmatizt]

Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the 'windows of the soul.' When sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experence.

- Jim Morrison

[pragmatizt]

It's a.. self-preservation thing.

Her: "Why do I get the feeling that you'll never completely let me into your world?"

-Conversations under a hurricane.  8.28.2011, a quarter to three in the morn'.

[pragmatizt]

Still My Dream Car

The Mercedes 280 SL Pagoda.

Masculine, intelligent, elegant.