Sunday, October 31, 2021
Thursday, October 28, 2021
Togetherness
You are my want, my need, my desire, my everything,
My one addiction that I never want to give up ever,
May be time- the years, the months and the days-
Might bring about a change in this feeling for you.
But I want you to know that after all these years,
I want yours to be the shoulder where I return to
With the broken scattered pieces to be held close,
And put together with a few words of consolation.
I want yours to be the eyes that hold my bold gaze,
To give in without holding anything back from me;
I want yours to be lips that greet me in surprise
To give ecstasy when most desired without saying so.
While you and I enjoy our days of mutual togetherness,
I want your love to be the kind that stays around forever.
Heathcliff

Heathcliff
My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. So don't talk of our separation again: it is impracticable.
When the snows fall and the cold bites hard
When the winds are rough in dark wintry nights,
He walks in the moors calling out her name,
One who loved him like the rocks underneath;
When her father brought him home one day
He was just a wild-haired gypsy child; sullen,
He loved her and rose up in life just to gain her,
While her own brother brought him up low.
He loved her more than his own dark self;
She chose not him but a wealthy gentleman;
He came back and drove her to madness
And lies buried next to her and her mate.
Many have heard them together laugh and sing
In dark wintry nights, gathering snowflakes.
#heathcliff
#wutheringheights
#catherineandheathcliff
Wednesday, October 27, 2021
Tuesday, October 26, 2021
Surveillance Day
An interesting day that reminds you of the totalitarian regimes as depicted in George Orwell's 1984, where Big B is always watching you and the concept of individual freedom is compromised to acts of surveillance of all sorts.Hell with totalitarianism.
Friday, October 15, 2021
Thursday, October 14, 2021
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