Illicit Love (IP)

A brilliant, and poignant take on the IP, LGM;-) Tina

If in doubt, I always rate it the next notch up;-)

Nice one LGM. Perhaps the next he visits you, cut off his testicles. Only three things to cross then.

Neat. Clever. Languid and tense. Sinuous, detached. Jung says that man (as in male), when in love or receiving love, feels compelled to confess/reveal the worst of himself. It's a drive apparently. Maybe that's significant, maybe that's what's troubling you, or maybe J's plain wrong. (Jung: 'Aspects of the Feminine' - someone's title, not mine) line 4: you murmur? Laura Marling's 'Rambling Man' is an amusing critique of what can (underlined) happen when a geezer does 'fess up. lol

That's interesting. Sorry to ask an intrusive question, but why is that? Perfection? Detachment? No matching drive? Do ignore if that's a question too far.

Yes, so, I'm thinking it's a non-drive thing, plus a psyche versus persona issue (that old chestnut). Thank you for the insight - appreciate it -

Sorry. Actually, I feel quite confused by the above as well, but that's good in that the first stage of insight is to mess about with assumptions and simplicities, shake 'em up kind of a thing. Contradictions, for example, are just seemingly mutually-contradictory truths. They're not contradictory - we just don't understand them well enough to see why they're not, he said portentously! hahaha

Sorry. Actually, I feel quite confused by the above as well, but that's good in that the first stage of insight is to mess about with assumptions and simplicities, shake 'em up kind of a thing. Contradictions, for example, are just seemingly mutually-contradictory truths. They're not contradictory - we just don't understand them well enough to see why they're not, he said portentously! hahaha

Nope. lol Why?

Join the club! lmao Sorry, what I endeavouR to purport there is, that similarly unto yourself, I myself (AS IN ALL ELEMENTS AND PARTICLES APPeRTAINING UNto SOME PRE-conCIEVED SENSE OF SELF AS DETERMINED IN THE CONTEXT OF MINE OWN SELF) haven't anything more than the barest foggiest of whatever it is that I find myself producing either oracularly or, indeed, orthographemicologically. Hope that sorts that one out!! lmao = like my aunt ottoline

Nope, once a pompous supercilious prat, always a pompous supercilious prat - it's a terminal condition.

Strangely, I find myself speechless. Over to you ...

I fear, however, you have cured me. But also, thats a 'cop-out'. You haven't been able to come up with a name for that there charity. Admit it! All that stuff about #illicit love# - was that just a fiction really? 'Fess.

Artistic licence that is also highly credible in its portrayal of something or someone is great art - I take my hat off to you. And, actually, I would never be judgemental about illicit love - it seems to me to be a (possibly slightly abusive) response to other abuse of one kind or another, either personal or social. It is usually, in my perception, as a much a courage as a cowardice ... a seeking for air when people feel they are drowning. What slightly gave away the fiction, though, was that the heroine didn't seem to be being that careful about protection, if you get my drift, re. line 17, and I felt that she didn't seem the kind of person who would easily take such a risk within such a scenario. For the charity, I've been thinking of calling it 'Vain' - I don't know it's something to do with 'vanity' and 'in vain' - something to do with changing mind-sets, but maybe that's what life-coaching is all about, I don't know and I'm not inclined to find out. Apologies if, as ever, I make no sense. :)

Probably. I plead guilty.

okay