Tag Archives: T.S. Eliot

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Love is

most nearly itself

When here and now

cease to matter.”

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~ T.S. Eliot

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Bliss, nirvana, perfect quietude, freedom,

the highest happiness, the state of not knowing, not feeling,

just being the way things are,  alive and real,

and in love.

It is time to give in, to quit, to just accept that

millions of poets, philosophers and hayseeds

have tried to define love and the ultimate answer

has always been, just because it is.

Love is in a time zone of its own.

Love is helping someone love themselves.

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ME and the Boss

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