“All great and precious things are lonely.”
~ John Steinbeck ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Paris in June 2018.
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LONELY STREET
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Alley, Cobbles, Digital Imagery, Dreams, Life, Loneliness, Memories, Paris, Photography, Poetry, Shadows, Silhouette, Street
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When were you last here?
Go for it…it is never a mistake to spend time in Paris…I have been coming here once or twice a year since 2007. And I will be back…do you write?
A lot of men are afraid of their emotions, afraid to express them, to feel them. Rare is the man who embraces his emotions and truly understands those of his partner. Women love emotionally first. They love deeply, on another level. For them sex is the cream on top of those emotions. Men like sex and confuse it with love because it gives easy and instant gratification. They don’t have to think about it very long and mistakenly believe that women think the same way. Only they don’t. I have always thought it rather sad that men have such great difficulty understanding what love really embodies. Sure poets, writers, artists and musicians throughout history have comprehended the meaning of real love and sought to define it, but they are the exceptions. You are so right, love is so rare, so delicate. Sex is wonderful, few would dispute that, but combined with a deep and lasting love, the whole range of emotion morphs into another dimension of feeling for which there is no comparison. Yes, love, true deep love is one of life’s most precious treasures…
I read this then I read the Bertrand Russell quote too. Love is definitely far more than a desire for sex. It is an escape from that hole within us that is aching to be filled but not with sex, by love and thus, an end to loneliness. I couldn’t agree more. Funny how the two are often confused, I can see why really but at the same time that is half the mistake. Sometimes we think sex will fill us the way we want to be filled because love seems impossible to keep/find and that is very sad.
Sex satisfies lust, passion and desire. Love satiates the heart, emotions and spirit. Unfortunately some people never comprehend the difference…
Well said. I think it’s because they don’t take the time to discover love, they only want the obvious, the immediate, the easy. Love may be easy to feel but it’s not easy to sustain and it takes work, that’s not a bad thing, but for most, if they can’t get it easily they won’t bother. Love is rarer than we realize, we bandy the words around a lot but the truth of it is rare.
That hanging on can be so difficult sometimes…
Then we all must be great… unique perspective on loneliness…
I’m not so sure that we are all great, but we are all unique, yet share the same passions, hopes and desires to be loved. Each individual lives and writes their own story…
So we’ll said…
Merci Geet!
Welcome…
“Love is something far more than desire for sexual intercourse; it is the principal means of escape from the loneliness which afflicts most men and women throughout the greater part of their lives.” ~ Bertrand Russell
Yes, very accurate…