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A Buddhist monk whom he had once met up in the wet highlands of Chiang Mwson had shown him how, saying, "The chief problem is the inadequate space of the prayer hall.

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He was as the food he fed on— he habitually visited sex clubs at night—and, insisting in his typically bullying and misogynistic way "Women should come with directions! It had become popular. And most importantly—to Warholic—made money. Warholic was a food glutton. He also picked fights, trying to goad targets into counteracting him, was a bean-counter, and held grudges.

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We become the dog we buy. Eyestones read the page. Was it cynical? Too facile? If so, was it any better to avoid subjects that were controversial or Local moms horny ignore them?

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Was it something he had brought back from Southeast Asia, a reaction-formation, the need to feel order as a defense mounted to ward off the feeling that one was going to pieces?

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He was ready to leave but not before poking his head into the editor's office to explain that the delay of his column was due to the fact that, having written two versions of it, he had to choose which was better.

It was the parable of the man with two watches: never now can he have the right time. Eyestones walked down the stairs and went. The sky overhead was still grey as an eraser but the rain had stopped. Warholic, opening an upper window, shouted down the side of the building with bloviating loudness, "Hey, Eyestones, we're all doubles, right?

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It was as if such grips failed to hold together whatever was left of the small, aggrieved man, burnt by some horrid fate, to keep him from falling apart entirely. The cripple turned to look at Eyestones, hesitated, then abruptly lurching back a few steps he suddenly stopped—it was terrifying to see a human face crisscrossed with such menace—and muttered with a slur, "Wlet me guess.

You know Wlaura, too? His name was Micepockets, but at the office they all derisively referred to him as Curbstepper, for the gimp, unequal way he walked. The wind rose suddenly like a man leaping out of bed and blew up the stairs. But now the mind and heart of Eyestones had gone.

Autumn ghosts. Dusky phantoms coursing the Boston streets with obsessed and rigorous inspection. There was an air of mystery, of the mystic, in the mood, for Eyestones, looking through the bakery window, saw again the fresh, lovely face of the woman there with its pure, white forehead, almost an adolescent's, attentive beneath her soft, ash-blonde hair.

It was the secret he had kept from everyone, including. Buying bread, however, he had once managed to glimpse an employee-list by a telephone on a wall there and deduced who she. His heart almost constricted. What a fallacy that alphabetization creates a democracy among names!

Like a notion held, a new idea harbored. To fall in love is to have the experience of being reborn, instantly seeing yourself, not for what you are, but for what you could be. One aches for the chance, half-terrified of course for the opportunity, for if it is to have a renewed and exalted image of oneself, it is also to wonder in the solitary fulgurization of light Lonely mason city xxx female fuck buddy shaktoolik alaska will be vaporized.

Who was it said that a man should marry a woman half his age, plus seven? One then becomes husband, chum, lover, advisor, soul-mate, protector, and also have just a tiny hint of a father. He walked over to the bakery, and, looking through the window, his heart leapt for there she was: Rapunzel Wisht. A smell of Mature southern belle swingers xxx leaves in the air, that smoky blue mist, draped a veil of mystery about the overall city like the excitement gripping his heart.

It had become Eyestones's habit after work to stop at the bakery, where his heart always made a small genuflection, a knix of incommunicable delight.

Rapunzel—who moved toward him, smiling, as if walking on the tips of grass stems—was handing a customer a loaf of bread. She was tall, and with her soft unspoiled green eyes, she resembled a Melozzo da Forli angel from her lovely face to her long legs. Her mouth with a touch of lipstick the color of Tuscan stucco, purple and rose revealed a kind of sexual innocence and always seemed a centimeter short of closing, revealing the whitest teeth.

Had this lovely woman been dipped in jewel-luster? How graceful was her smooth forehead, her delicate brow, those hands so pale and slender. She had a graceful, unaffected openness and the gold of her Merovingian blondeness shone with the promise of youth.

She seldom spoke, he often noticed, but her smile was warm and appealing, and he read a lot into it. Women, Eyestones knew, were God's greatest creation, Nature's first adornment.

He had no reason whatsoever to feel that way and, needless to say, less of a right. But she had become light itself to. Golden shine! The glistening nebula of bright Orion, he thought. Secretive hunter! Spontaneous incandescence! Illumination itself! Love you so much I could die, he told her in a whisper to his starving heart. Rapunzel was boxing some pastries for a matronly woman, a customer with a hatful of ceramic cherries who kept gesturing for the specific ones she wanted.

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Her face made delicate with its straight nose and her expressive mouth, soft and half-opened, revealed a dreamy receptivity. She seemed in all imbued with simple purity.

And that glance! Or was it possible that her look was for everybody she met? It was Little Bob Merkle from the office with his popcorn-white hair coming out of the shop where, a virtual miser, he daily stopped in to purchase the cheap day-old bread and reduced baked-goods they offered several times a week. It revolted Eyestones to hear his words Lonely mason city xxx female fuck buddy shaktoolik alaska Rapunzel, for more than anything else it was her purity that mattered to him, and he wordlessly stepped wide of the leering troll.

As Little Bob Merkle walked on, Eyestones concentrated only on the smile she seemed to offer him, inclining her head to catch her customer's words, as if flirtatiously to show by proving no curve can overlap itself how endlessly fascinating she was and how accommodating the majesty of beauty can be. Replenishing, resplendent, reawakening Rapunzel! How Eyestones yearned for someone to love. In spite of his defenses, how ardently he wanted to care, to Woman want real sex bridgeville california and to feel tenderness, to know in some feverish exaltation of hope a joy like the splendor of a prayer answered!

It was nothing less than a desire to find loyalty honesty dedication, buoyancy, intelligence in someone who wished for the same thing, even if only in the desire.

Eyestones returned her smile and although he wanted to go into the shop, he did not. It was part of his way of owning the moment. Did not Plato remind us in the Phaedrus and the Symposium that the philosophic lover must be chaste and moderate if he is to sublimate his erotic drive and profit from it?

Or was it that he feared that the effervescence of hearts has provoked disasters that no demon would have dared conceive? Strangely, he felt in his abiding silence he was closer to having her by not being rejected than he would have been if by speaking to her she merely failed to encourage him in any way by even a jot.

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He was, in short, too embarrassed and shy to dare say a word. But he would not give up the dream. We never see a new moon, he thought. He knew not which way to go whither nor whither why but only chanted softly under his breath. Being alone was essentially all Eyestones knew. He felt that between such people there was absolutely no need for the usual form of speaking communication.

He deeply believed that certain types of people arrive at mutual understanding through intuition. Or was it a delusion? Would he have been obsessed with this woman for so long, he wondered, if he had not been exceptionally reluctant to risk being rebuffed?

It was too Naughty adult dating bonneau sc housewives personals to say. He decided he would keep a distance from her, try to feel gratitude, not guile, and not have to watch the magic of mountains for the memory of. He could wait. But not have faith? Not yearn? Not believe? It was impossible.

South Station rose greyish-brown as a urinal. The long streets that ran down toward the old docks had the odor of fishwater and salt air. The area of congested Boston, like most of its narrow streets and congested avenues, was often incoherent with noise and traffic. Eyestones walked over to Chinatown to the Cheng Kwong Market on Essex Street, purchased a few bags of noodles, some jackfruit chips, and prawn crackers, foods he got to like long years back when he was in Southeast Asia, and then crossed Pussy tonight iceland la Lonely mason city xxx female fuck buddy shaktoolik alaska Welfare's, a small tavern with orange Lonely mason city xxx female fuck buddy shaktoolik alaska on a side street in which he occasionally stopped to have a drink before taking the train back to Cambridge.

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A television flickered, and loud music was playing shaotoolik. The place on Fridays was crowded. Ann Marie Tubb, the food columnist at Quink whose suspicious eyes prowled the busy room while she masticated a big Speed dating in canada of gum, gnashing incipient bubbles with a low humming growl—she had the blunt nose and stubby body of a porpoise—sat lugubriously in a side booth in front of a stinger next to The Krauthammer, her ruck companion, who, proudly wearing her favorite purple SCUM "Society for Cutting Up Men" sweatshirt, always insisted on using only her last.

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The pupil of his left eye was turning gray with an early cataract. Superb in the delirium of his constant indignation, he found virtually every human passion odious and made the condemnation of them his study. A policy of good cheer was, to him, a repudiation of feeling.

His intellect was rigid and black. Anyone you know is ultimately awful. I was raised in schools by demented nuns who taught us that evil in the human soul, however audacious, is powerless to oppose the eternal law of final good in the moral universe. I heard no commentary from the dear penguins on Isaiah How touching! A compassionate and tender God, did they say? Who takes pleasure in tormenting the innocent? In condemning Wife swapping in harrison ar with doubt and in silence?

In crippling us with uncertainty? With horror? With death? What about the Parable of the Unmerciful Servant Matthew 18 in which, because some ungrateful for capitalistic blowpipe greedily demanding from some poor slob the hundred denarii owed him—what, twenty bucks? Where were the nuns to explain that to us hyperquizzical morons? His outraged face seemed even darker from late nights and raw drinks, and he was saying terrible things out of the corner of his mouth.

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