Love is….

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Love is… Looking at them, looking deeply into their eyes, seeing the sparkle… Feeling that jolt of electricity racing through your body… Your heart pounding in your chest… Feeling the tingle of excitement and anticipation as you move towards them…

Love is… That first touch of their skin on yours…Fingers in their hair…Running down their arms…Touching finger to finger and locking hands together….

Love is… A slamming of the door….Raised voices…Angry voices…The screech of tires of a car leaving….

Love is… Seeing them for the first time… The laugh lines on their face… The twinkle in their eyes… Hearing the sound of their laughter… Seeing your future right then and now… Knowing that this person will change you… Has changed you… Forever.

Love is… Not being able to call them back to you… To say you are sorry… To take it all back… The accident… So swift… So sudden… So utterly, terrifyingly brutal…

Love is… Holding them in your arms… Feeling their body against yours… Their body heat mingling…Their sweat…Tasting them…Tongues in each other’s mouths… Their passion… Their heat…The orgasm…

Love is… The swift finality… The looking at pictures of the past… Knowing you can never get it back… The removing of personal belongings… The cleaning out… The cleaning up…

Love is… Your heart being filled with joy… And light… A sense of completion…

Love is… Sharing your lives together… Growing old… Together…

Love is… All of the laughter… All of the tears… All of the joy… All of the pain…

Love is… The complete loss… The shattering of your heart into a thousand pieces… When they leave you for another… When they wither from a crippling disease… And die in your arms…

Love is… The funeral… The grave… The absolute loss…

Love is… The hugs… Those magical embraces… That stop time… Your arm around their waist… A slap on the ass…

Love is… Their head on your shoulder while watching a storm… Hearing their sigh of contentment… Their feet against your side while curled up on the couch while reading a book…

Love is… Washing each other’s backs in the shower… Combing their hair…

Love is… Kissing them before leaving for work… Kissing them when you get home from work…

Love is… Cooking food for each other… Drinking a glass of wine… Together… Sharing a dessert…

Love is… Telling them you love them… Hearing them say, “I love you…”

Love is… The slamming of the Door.

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When you’re done, you’re done.

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It’s Still Hard To Accept How Effortlessly You Walked Away

I find it interesting to see a post from a woman who was blown away by her significant other walking away, and effortlessly. From a lot of stuff on the manosphere, it seems that it is mostly men that are the one’s that have the difficulty in getting over the relationship when it ends. Women can too apparently.

When I read that blog post, it was like my ex-wife wrote it. She too, had a real rough time getting over it. Still hasn’t as far as I know. I don’t know because I don’t talk to her anymore. I tried being “friends” with her, but I couldn’t put up with her games and her bullshit, so I removed all contact from her. Changed phone numbers, deleted e-mails, blocked on social media, you name it. Even prepared myself for a possible restraining order if necessary. One of the last things I said to her was, “You have nothing new to say, and I have nothing more to say.” And that was that for me.

I’m in a somewhat interesting position at the moment. I am friends with two people on social media who have just gone through a break up. The guy decided he didn’t want to be with her anymore. Earlier last year, he had proposed to her, and they were engaged. Now they are done, they both moved out, sold the house, and he has moved on. I have to back up for a second though. I found out about their impending break up through her at a surprise birthday party for a mutual friend of ours. I ran into her on the way to the restroom and we chatted briefly for a moment, since we hadn’t seen each other in a few years, and that’s when she told me that their relationship was ending. Funny thing though, is that they both came to the birthday party together and acted like nothing was different and that nothing was going on. Now I understand this part a little bit. I know as a man, that my personal business is no one else’s business. I too, would want to behave civilly in front of others. It’s none of their business what’s going on in my world. I also wouldn’t want to make my affairs become the center of attention when it’s a friend of mine’s special occasion. It’s not about me, it’s their day.

The female friend was shocked to say the least. One thing that she said to me at the time was, “I can’t believe he is giving up THIS.” She then gestured to her body. Now, mind you, she is in really good shape. I mean REALLY good. She takes really good care of herself, and she could easily pass for someone much younger than she is. If I had to guess, I would put her in her early forties, but she could easily pass for someone a decade younger.

Honestly, I have no idea why they broke up. My male friend has never brought it up to me. I have never asked because it’s none of my business. He’s just moved on and seems real content and happy with his life. She is still scratching her head and wondering what the fuck happened. One thing I have learned though, is this:

“Show me a beautiful woman, and I’ll show you a guy who is tired of banging her.” I wish I could find where this quote actually originated from and who actually said it because I want to give credit where credit is due. It’s the truth. I heard this quote years ago, and it’s true for me. I’m sure that both of my friends have a part to play in the dissolution of their relationship, there are no innocent victims here, but just because she is hot and takes care of herself doesn’t mean that he didn’t get sick of her and her shit.

I can relate to my male friend on one thing though. When you are done, you are DONE. To quote Motley Crue: “Girl, don’t go away mad, just go away.” He doesn’t talk shit about her, he’s just done. Just like me and my ex-wife. She’s a great person in her own right, and I truly want for her to find happiness. It just won’t be with me.

Sometimes when you are done, you are done.

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I’m not shocked, outraged, or surprised.

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With the current events of our time, is it really surprising what is unfolding? The left and the right going at it is not surprising in the least to me. You kick a dog long enough, that dog is going to bite you. You label someone as something else, you create a division with that label. It’s Us vs. Them. I even mentioned this back in December.

Both sides are wrong. Both sides are of the same coin. Change the hats, the shirts, the labels, and you can’t tell them apart.

I’m sitting here watching it all unfold and I’m a little surprised that others are shocked and outraged. Really? You honestly didn’t see this coming? Talk about burying your head in the sand. This has been a long time coming, the only real surprise for me is that it took this long to actually show up.

It’s only going to get worse from here kids. You’ve just witnessed the beginning. You reap what you sow. You’ve been warned.

The only question for me is, “When does it stop?”

You tear down one monument, statue, etc., in the name of whatever ideology you subscribe to, where does it go from there? Where does it stop? What is ok to destroy and what is not ok to destroy? Are books next? Videos? Movies? Buildings? Established ways of living? People themselves?

I’m re-writing a quote that came from WWII. You know the quote, and if you don’t look it up, it’s easy to find.

“First they came for the Nazi’s and I said nothing, because I wasn’t a Nazi. Then they came for the Communist’s, and I said nothing because I wasn’t a Communist. Then they came for the Conservative’s and again I said nothing because I wasn’t a Conservative. Then they came for the Liberal’s. And again I said nothing because I wasn’t a Liberal. Then they came for me. And no one spoke out because there was no one left to speak for me.”

Words to heed. You’ve all been warned.

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