I am confused. With love. With life. With thoughts and thinking.
I have discovered… rather experienced , that honesty is indeed the best. The kind of lies I am talking about are the worst ever.. for they were told by me, to me. A whole load of self deception and tricks.
But I finally got caught by the one woman who knows me too well.
She just has this feeling about me.. like fish has about water. I am forced to believe the many weird theories I have read about the umblical connection because she is living testimony to it. She scares me sometimes because she senses me so well. Note, I didnt say she ‘knows me’. I said she ’senses me’. She simply has this intuition about me 2000 miles away and about things that happened to me today , yesterday and the many many days before that,even though I have not spoken a word about it.
This is going to be cliched.. but I have to put it down anyway. She is God. She has every quality that I would expect in God. To begin with, she created me. I owe this blood and flesh to the many months of agony she put up with while I kicked around floating in her tummy. She even cleaned my poop and stayed awake to put me to sleep I suppose.
She is the deepest connection I have with humanity and human relations.
She is my deepest bondage..
