Hell is other people

...'hell is other people' has always been misunderstood. It has been though that what I mean by this is that our relationships with other people are poisoned. That they are invariably hellish relations. But, what I really mean is something totally different. I mean that if relations with someone else are twisted, vitiated, then that other person can only be hell. Why? Because.... when we think about ourselves, when we try to know ourselves, we use the knowledge of us which other people already have. We judge ourselves with the means other people have and have given us for judging ourselves. Into whatever I say about myself someone Else's judgement (especially here lately with so called friends.) always enters. Into whatever I feel within myself someone else's judgment enters. But, that does no at all mean that one cannot have relations with other people. It simply brings out the capital importance of all other people to each one of us.

Chose wisely.

Through My Eyes

I woke up before you again. You lay on the bed, with the covers draping half your body. My eyes scan our glistening body, in aw of how much I love you. I love the way you neck curves into your shoulders. My head fits perfect there. Your back is exposed , and my eyes wonder down your spine, admiring the form of your muscles. Drifting off into memories. You love your back rubbed down after a long day. Your legs are so slender and long. Oh, how I love to tangle my legs in yours. I blink as i admired your peaceful state of mind, your body completely relaxed. My eyes are taking pictures of you. Pictures of memories you and I shared the night before. I close my eyes again, snap, I take another picture. I want to remember you forever, I want to remember you when I'm lonely. My mental pictures, they are my heaven. So all day long you can be with me.

BTW

I will have many spelling errors and grammatical errors, just try to over look then. ..... Until my next outburst.......