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Missing you,come meet me in my dreams.

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So you're telling me that the Moon's many craters are from billions of years protecting the Earth by pulling space rocks into her orbit. The moon who is depicted as a woman in countless cultures and timelines?

You're saying her craters and stretch marks are evidence of care? Has someone informed the poets about this?

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One of the many stupid feelings humans are capable of having is the private, repulsive rage of seeing someone getting support and sympathy for a problem no one helped you with when you were having it, either because you didn't have anyone or because it never occurred to you that you could ask for help. Suddenly the world seems to split into two the realm that contains people like them, the connected and loved and the realm that contains you, the miserable and the alone, who must suffer in solitude. This is sufficiently horrible that you start grasping for reasons to make this reality acceptable, and a mentally available one is that it is superior to be in the miserable solitude realm, that the problem is one that should be solved with self sufficiency and dignity. That this other person is pathetic for being aided and loved when you were not. Scorn is more palatable than confronting the notion that you could have received aid (if you had made different choices or been luckier), that you desperately wish you could have been aided but were not. Scorn is more palatable than the howling hunger for things to have been different for you. So your mind chooses scorn.It is also a bad place to be. Human existence is full of such traps.