You were in love with me yesterday

“What have you done to me”
I still remember those words
“I can’t get you out of my head”
You were so in love — with me

That you wanted me like I wanted you
Was a feeling of heaven in my world
That’s someone else’s heaven now
You were in love with me yesterday

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“Knowing and doing are two different things, …”

“… especially when it comes to pleasure.” An ‘o so true’ statement by Levitt and Dubner in Superfreakonomics.

It got me thinking…

Knowing and doing are two different things, especially when it comes to [a] pleasure:

Have you ever known the pleasure of pride or ignorance, or of ‘happiness’ or an addiction, etc, to prevent some one (I, for instance) from seeing/following the ‘truth?’ Likely yes, at least on television.

Knowing and doing are two different things, especially when it comes to [a] pain:

Have you ever known the pain of future responsibility or success, or of failure or ridicule, or of losing a pleasure or a happiness, etc, to prevent some one (I, for imstance) from doing the ‘truth?’

Knowing and doing are two different things, especially when ….
[Complete the statement for you, then move—on/off—as you please.]

And you might find that knowing and doing are two different things, especially when it’s not inconvenient for them to be so.

So, if I want change, it would be helpful to make it inconvenient for knowing and doing to be different.

Debts for which I am credited

Debt to spouse, by marriage

Debt to children, by parenthood

Debt to parents, by sonship

Debt to friends, by friendship

Debt to self, for Christ’s sake

Debt to man, for the dignity inherent in mankind

Debt to God, for the dignity inherent in God

Against our Sense

Progressing towards a shifting target
It looked like we were walking backwards
Things receding as we approached
The hill was within reach
A reach that simply extended
Like Sisyphean
Until we had come close enough to look so that we could see
All the while making progress against our sense.

Swept off her feet

So he swept her off her feet
And she gave her soul
What did he really do
It was she that lept

So he swept her off her feet
And she got possessed
What did he really do
It was she that let

So he swept her off her feet
And she fell in love
What did he really do
It was she that fell

My Narrow Point of View

Until you have broad acceptance of your ideas you have a narrow point of view. That’s the way she tries to make me think; that the world has moved on from that which is now tagged archaic — old. But since when did principles become old in the sense so as to be regarded as irrelevant? It is not in their nature to ever go out of fashion. But it is in human nature to tag and re-tag ‘things’ as it pleases her; to redefine them according to the evolution of her conscience: to make new rules. But principles over rules, if you want to be truthly happy.