Ahead The Twisted, Tangled Roots Gave Way To The Glorius Sunlight Above And The Path Became Clear Again. Now The Traveler Was Free To Continue, Complete With His Allies Beside Him

Im back once more dear friends and I am in a superb mood, so good in fact that I shall give you a second quote of the day. So your Bonus Quote Of The Day is:
"It's just human. We all have the jungle inside of us. We all have wants and needs and desires, strange as they may seem. If you stop to think about it, we're all pretty creative, cooking up all these fantasies. it's like a kind of poetry."
Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, Northern Exposure, Mister Sandman, 1994

I am in a good mood because Angel and I have returned to our previous state of affairs and can once again enjoy one anothers company. That is all you need know, how or why is not important to anyone but us, or at least not in this particular forum. But let us adress both of todays quotes in more detail.
For the first one that I gave you earlier I am not sure I entirely agree. It is true that there is always sexual tension of some degree between people of the opposite sex, even if it is one sided. What I dont like about the quote is that it implies that sex is a large part of every relationships even that of friends. This simply is not true. My relationship with the White Lady has...well it doesnt have none but the degree of sexual tension is so ridiculously small that it is barely worth mentioning. To put it simply, im not attracted to her physically or sexually but I do appreciate the capacity of her mind and the depth of her thought. With Angel its a bit different, I appreciate Angels mind as well but I also recognize that Angel, as a woman in general, is a very attractive young woman. This doesnt mean that I wish a sexual or romantic relationship with Angel it simply means that something about her physical being appeals to the basic male instinct inside of me. However my current relationship with her is more than I had ever intended, because of the minute amount of sexual tension between us we are more comfortable with one another. With Angel I can lay down or sit with her in my lap and not have the least bit of sexual arousal, I can hold and comfort her when she needs it and not have one thought that I hold a lovely young woman, because I am seeing her as a friend in need and someone that I feel protective of rather than a being of sexual nature. My relationship with Angel borders that of my relationship with Sunshine except that a part of me can imagine Sunshine as a sexual being, whereas I cannot picture Angel that way. Sunshine has a way about her that seems to hint at a much more sexual nature below the surface, reserved for someone close to her. It may not be me but I do understand it none the less and I appreciate it as well because I have a very similar nature althoug not quite the same. Mine is more of a members only club that remains locked, that part of me is reserved for those who have the intelligence, stamina, courage, and patientce to get past the lock placed on it, the icy persona and serious demeanor that guards it must first be defeated or melted away. I think that my relationship with StarFire is probably the most interesting. I have to admit that there is a certain amount of old attraction still left but previous experience tells me to let the embers of a one sided passion burn as they will but do not try and light another fire. Now this doesnt mean that I dont ejoy fighting temptation but it does mean that the defeat of that temptation is what keeps the relationship healthy and fortunately I am strong and superiorly intelligent enough to always be the victor. The way that I am tempted by old passions, as one sided as they were, is a part of what made me keep and value my friendship with her because it keeps my mind sharp and my senses alert. The other part is that no subject is to taboo to discuss and debate in a logical and mature manner. But I have been kidn to these ladies enough for one evening, one might think me nice if I were to go much farther.
The second quote for the day is something that I consider an altogether different discussion. Though it is still about sex in a manner of speaking, it is also approaching the subject of poetry, the divine verbal paintings of life. I hadnt really thought about sex as a form of poetry but I suppose that it is. Sex, as I understand it, is something that can be presented in so many different ways that I am shocked at my having never considered it as an art before. On one hand sex is a very physical act and no matter what the nature of its preformance. Be it primal, loving, kind, soft, lustful, animalistic, or any number of other ways it still involves creative body movements and positions which, when applied with verbal attributes, can be considered poetry, or even without the verbal attributes. But sex is also a very emotional and sensuous thing that can be described so well yet never be accurate that poetry is almost a must for describing it. One must also realize that I am speaking of all forms of poetry not just mere words or rhymes. Sex is quite amazing in its poetic aspect in that one can preform that same act in the same position dozens of times but each time the meaning can be so very different, even dark if one wants it to be. One's true nature is revealed in how one practices sex, makes you wonder about the people around you doesnt it? To think that simply by having sex with them (simply? yeah right huh?) you can learn everything about their nature and what they are really like because that is the one place they cannot lie or hide, even the most skilled of liars, tricksters, and those who avoid direct confrontation cannot lie, hide, or avoid direct answers during, or immediately after sexual acts. So if you ever want to truly know someone and have the bravery to view them as they truly are then just go have sex with them, I am half joking but half not since it is a truth after all.
SVS