Block The
Wind?
“You’re mine.”
Even a man who
is legally married, enforcing his will
on his wife is raping her.
Instead, a
free “I’m yours” a lover says.
And I thought
of Monica and Bill Clinton who were inhumanely “stoned”, shamed, humiliated,
published in the whole world yet in a so highly civilised land.
She wasn’t’ a piece of wood or empty air. She surely
was, perhaps still is, wanted, desired, cherished by men except he is not a man
or a feigner. And when she granted her favors to someone, it’s hers to decide.
Every man, woman is fundamentally his/hers to decide about themselves. I
believe that they were grateful for their love though damned as illegal,
illicit, as though love should, could be legalised, thwarted, blocked, killed,
...
Block the wind?
Can you love
whom you do not love? Can you not love whom you really love?
“And I
imagine, thought of the prosecutor and those that are “save, dry on land, not
face a storm at sea” or pride or judge themselves as better, honorable descent
citizens” said si Upik, “they perhaps
but haven’t the courage to take the risks. Ha. ha.”
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