“The words that I remember, from my childhood still are true. That there’s none so blind as those who will not see. And to those who lack the courage, and say it’s dangerous to try. Well, they just don’t know that love eternal will not be denied,”
Those lyrics come from my favorite Moody Blues song. I want so badly to believe they are true. Love eternal is the one thing that has eluded me all of my life to this point. I thought I found it once, only to have my hopes and dreams dashed against the rocks of reality.
But what is love eternal? How do you know you’ve found it? How do you measure it? I know what I feel when I see a woman I am attracted to. But is that just a physical reaction based on my perceptions of beauty? What about the qualities that I find most compatible to my own? Can you truly quantify the attributes, or is it “chemistry” that sets one woman apart from another? I have met women who are truly beautiful to my eyes, but fall far short in the views about daily life that I hold to be the truth. Am I holding all women to a standard that is unattainable? I guess I’m not sure.
I think I need to start with what I hold to be the things that I want the most out of this short life that we are given. I want to be as independent as I can be, free from the encumbrances of modern society. I want to live a simple life without the daily grind of satisfying the corporation that holds our future monetary stability in their hands. I want to sail around the world and see other countries and cultures. I want to meet like minded people and share in the experiences they have accumulated over their travels. I want to feel like I belong.
Belong to what? I want to belong to a group of people who feel comfortable in there own skin. People who feel that their destiny is truly in their own hands, not in some hope or prayer. You can’t control everything that happens to you, but you can try to prepare for the worst, and adapt to the rest. Then, if something happens that you can’t fix, at least you know you did your best.
I want adventure. I want to take risks that most people would never think of doing. I don’t want to think back when I’m old and say “I wish I had done this or that”. I want to spend the rest of my life living, not just existing. I told my mother I wanted someone to find me dead on my boat with a note attached to my chest saying, “Just drop me off the side, and the boat is yours!” I want to know I lived life to the fullest, and did something most people would never do.
Is there a woman who feels the same way I do? I bet there is, I just haven’t met her yet. I guess this is a call for such a woman to make an appearance into my life. I want so much to have a partner to share this experience with. My best friend “Vinny” won’t be there when I sail off to my future, but there will be another. I just hope there will also be a human partner to share all the adventure and beauty of the world with me.
“I know your out there somewhere. I know I’ll find you somehow, and somehow I’ll return again to you!”