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I was thinking about the art of apology the other day...specifically
as it applies to relationships. So, when a guy does a gal wrong and,
by some strange shift of the cosmos, wants to apologize, what does he do?
If current trends are to be trusted, he'll whip out his cell and text:
Quote:
Yo - sorry. Cn we hookup 2nite?
Old-school dogs like me prefer something a bit more permanent, something
that is tangible, that has a feel and a smell to it - paper, ink,
sweat and tears...hours spent in angst, crafting just the right words...
Quote:
A Prose Apology
His schizophrenic ramblings are poetic and senseless
as you knew they would be, because he is indeed the fine magician
of glitter and illusion as he pretends.
But come; come this way. Allow yourself to be beckoned
still further behind the mists of silence and blindness, and be
condemned to radiant brilliance once more. Please tell me you
are blinking in shock and joy because you are known. And then
cry to me the wretched truth of the poets soul while you stand
unabashed at the naked horror of it all. If we look into the
black abyss and release without fear into the fall, will we not
soar to the heavens?
Come, come this way. Be lost no more to the wailing,
rushing thoughts and instead plunge deeply to the depths of
the angel's triumph.
I am a slave to my passions. Bound and ordered to walk
through the days, I am stifled and freed by idealism and
debauchery. I am lost in wonder as I consider how exactly I
feel about a nature so precarious, so pink. These things have
always been, even as I pass from cycle to circle, and I know
also that these things will always be.
What do I know of this, and with what mind should I
consider the endless addictions to joy and life and pleasure,
and the eternal obsessions with wretchedness and death and filth?
The days pass with regimented erratic movements and maverick
militancy.
I find unfathomable peace in the impassioned lusts and
intercourses of a soul willingly bared. I revel furiously in
the primal desires which guide my spirit, only to find reverence
and salvation in words and songs and flights of fancy.
Within the minds of most lies a sleeping poet. He knows
himself and is proud; always relegated to the background and
rarely given the gift of opportunity. We are not taught to love
the poet. Still, he dances in our heads with fire beckoning and
calling and begging to be released.
I miss your gay laughter through your too-long tears; I search
in vain for a path to enter your consciousness, and I would willingly
offer up my soul for but a glimpse of yours.
If then it is for you as it is for me, I beseech you take this
gift of moment and let the poet say what he will. Do not concern
yourself with the irrational nature of his frantic pedantic semantics;
rather, bask in inspiration, revelation, and adoration, for a mind
is never so close to God as when it is creating for one that is admired
and loved.
...not quite designed for texting, granted, but still...
Seeing, how the second one lost me.........way too freaking long to read..............I'm old school..........but in this case, i think the first one will work just fine, short and to the point.
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Why not skip the text altogether and show up on the doorstep with flowers and poetry? That's old-skool. Or play her favorite song in the front yard a-la "Say Anything." John Cusack moves always work.
yep, i think in person is the best in any appology--even between freinds/neighbors etc.
just face up to the fact that you have done something wrong. the person will take your bravery into consideration. although a wonderful love letter always work too.
Why not skip the text altogether and show up on the doorstep with flowers and poetry? That's old-skool. Or play her favorite song in the front yard a-la "Say Anything." John Cusack moves always work.
That's what you do if you actually intend to apologize. Poetry and big words are just bubble gum for the mind.
I was thinking about the art of apology the other day...specifically
as it applies to relationships. So, when a guy does a gal wrong and,
by some strange shift of the cosmos, wants to apologize, what does he do?
If current trends are to be trusted, he'll whip out his cell and text:
Old-school dogs like me prefer something a bit more permanent, something
that is tangible, that has a feel and a smell to it - paper, ink,
sweat and tears...hours spent in angst, crafting just the right words...
...not quite designed for texting, granted, but still...
Show up on her doorstep with your new girlfriend and have her hand her the note saying your sorry.
If I had to choose between the yo text and the pen/paper book, I'd choose the text anyday. Quick, simple, and to the point. Much easier to understand than the two hour draft/final copy of the poem that totally lost me. Better yet, just buy me a present!
Show up on her doorstep with your new girlfriend and have her hand her the note saying your sorry.
Oh, I LIKE that!!! Bwahahahahaha!!!
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..............I'm old school..........but in this case, i think the first one will work just fine
