July 22nd, 2009
Least Likely
How have you done with loving what made sense, as compared with loving what did not?
Transcriptorial: we stood up best / when we were least likely
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How have you done with loving what made sense, as compared with loving what did not?
I suppose I try to convince myself that I only love the things that make sense… but I never do very well at it.
Love makes us all look like crazy people.
I pride my self on my love of chaos, yet I go about my love life logically.
Oh, i wish i could give an answer for this, but 99% of the time I make no sense at all.
It doesn’t have to make sense to be real; it doesn’t have to be real to make sense.
Some of the best things in life make no sense at all. Like love, and laughter, and a sense of humour. And the desire to make someone happy.
Without sense there is chaos. Without chaos, sense. I am never without chaos.
Never what is practical.
I like a good challenge.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s not to entangle love and logic.
sense is like love… relative, and difficult to describe if you don’t already know what it is.
If we all loved logically, there would be a lot of unloved people.
I never tried to mix love and logic, they’re kinda like metallic potassium and water…
“I find a fatal flaw,
in the logic of love.”
-The Shins