Food is Good

I can't do this often or really at all after this

Just making a post. No reason. I still exist. I still check xangas, myspaces, bloggers, facebooks, diggs, and a few other interesting corners of the internet. I just don't post about all the interesting corners of my mind that I used to.

So I'm going to cheat this once and re-post something I wrote in 2005 because I like it and would like to apply it again (but perhaps now where it should be applied - to my wife);

A love like blinking; so natural that I only noticed it after it has happened and happened again and again and again. All the time I have known my love for her (just as I have known blinking), only now that I notice it consciously, a short while passes before it becomes natural again. Does the recognition of being in love change the very love itself? I suppose no more than recognizing blinking changes the very nature of blinking (from unconscious to conscious). Now there is choice when there should only be action. There is no choice [now], just the following [through] of the original action; love.

posted by Ben Wright @ Thursday, April 12, 2007