No help for that

No help for that

there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled

a space

and even during the
best moments
and
the greatest
times

we will know it

we will know it
more than
ever

there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled

and

we will wait

in that
space.

- Charles Bukowski

The Motherfucking Damsel in Distress

It is the LAMEST cliche, this stupid fucking damsel in distress bullshit that turns highly educated women and strong willed, fiercely independent females into  cowering, doe-eyed, malleable little pussies. 

You "rescue" a bitch ONE goddamn time and - BAM! Hooked for life. It's true. It's a fact. For some odd reason (scientists cannot discover WHY) women are unable to look past the innate, instinctually unconscious notion that once a man rescues you from a situation from which you cannot "escape" on your own - he will thus forever rescue you from EVERY unpleasant station in life. And that is just the way it will stay. The eyes can never be dimmed once seen in this significant light. 

For a man to become our story book "Prince" he must first rescue the Damsel, and thus will forever be a Prince. This act of bestowing such resilient significance onto one person  is really a reflex of the senses  - a chapter 2 to the story that usually ends sadly.  

Don't get trapped ladies. Don't get lassoed in by that ONE time he is there for you when you need him to be - just remember those nights when he wasn't. Give him a gracious 'Thank you' and maybe even a quick yank, but that's it, girls. No more. No more life long passes because of that ONE time at Band Camp . . . 

"because there is nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it is sent away."

You are my favorite scent - the smell of an old book. Familiar and comforting.

Hubbell

I thought about something tonight. I thought about "easy" and our perception of what easy is; how it varies from person to person. 

In 'The Way We Were' there's a scene about what is "easy." We all know the dynamic of the two characters: Katie pushes and Hubbell is easy going. The viewer's perception of Hubbell is only through Katie's monologue as she narrates the story, as well as from what we see of his effortless interactions with other characters and scenarios. Hubbell never struggles. Or so it seems. 

Women are not easy. We are not necessarily a science, we are not beautiful creatures that come with a set of instructions, and sometimes we don't even know WHAT we want - there is nothing easy about women. But there is one universal constant, an undeniable truth; women want love. Or at least the HOPE that love exists. They want the butterflies, the smiles, the kisses, hell they'll even settle for the lies. But let us have our fantasy. Let us believe there is something "more", something to look forward to. Let us dream. 

After Katie cries to Hubbell that he has it so "easy" while she struggles to keep him, he responds with the cold truth that we hadn't realized, he says, "THIS is easy? You think YOU'RE easy?" and to be honest - we are not easy. But nothing worth working for ever is? Right?