The L Word

blyslv · Post by **blyslv** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 3:33 pm

Yesterday we went for a walk. We were talking about those pine cones that only spray their seed when singed with fire and marveling at the genuis of the creator when a silence fell upon us. We walked in silence for the next hour, pausing to embrace. She'd put her hand on my heart and I'd put mine on hers. We did that again and again, and kissed and looked into each other's eyes. Silence...

It's to early to mention the L word, and I'm so high I know the come down will be difficult, but bring it on, 'cuz what else is there?

Patience · Post by **Patience** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 4:50 pm

Testify!

Flux · Post by **Flux** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 6:20 pm

Wow, that's some good stuff, Patience and Trey and blyslv. Thank you.

I am in the midst of a very painful loss-of-love transition, and it does my heart good to hear of your joy.

alice · Post by **alice** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 9:16 pm

i'm falling in love with someone who won't talk to me on the phone or send me a picture of what he looks like.

fuckin torture.

antron · Post by **antron** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 9:33 pm

ahh unrequited love
our own personal treasurehell
it wears off, but never goes away.

Kinetic II · Post by **Kinetic II** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 9:39 pm

alice wrote:i'm falling in love with someone who won't talk to me on the phone or send me a picture of what he looks like.

fuckin torture.

And who might that be, if you care to reveal such things?

Lydia Love · Post by **Lydia Love** » Tue Oct 14, 2003 9:53 pm

unrequited lust tho
mosquito bite itchings that
linger then fade quick

J · Post by J » Wed Oct 15, 2003 3:19 pm

alice wrote:i'm falling in love with someone who won't talk to me on the phone or send me a picture of what he looks like.

I'm sorry baby, but I told you I don't like talking on the phone. And you know my feelings about cameras and how they steal the soul.

J

Badger · Post by **Badger** » Wed Oct 15, 2003 3:25 pm

Not you. I'm the one she's talking about you fool.

Patience · Post by **Patience** » Wed Oct 15, 2003 3:34 pm

With a mug like that, who could resist?

blyslv · Post by **blyslv** » Wed Oct 15, 2003 4:09 pm

Actually, you poor hopeless pathetic whiners, I'm pretty sure its me she's talking about...

J · Post by J » Wed Oct 15, 2003 5:06 pm

I think we may have to put it to a vote.

Are there any more candidates?

III · Post by **III** » Wed Oct 15, 2003 5:53 pm

if it helps, i'm quite sure it's not me.

notthat1 · Post by **notthat1** » Wed Oct 15, 2003 7:38 pm

I love a nice bj/hand job in the morning.I love the way my partner puts her arms around my wiast,and nibbles on my ears and neck.But since i've been single for 3 years now(and sexless)...i would LOVE to HAVE a girlfriend.

Don Muerto · Post by **Don Muerto** » Wed Oct 15, 2003 8:33 pm

She has a pic of me, -not me.

SED · Post by **SED** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 1:46 am

alice wrote:i'm falling in love with someone who won't talk to me on the phone or send me a picture of what he looks like.

fuckin torture.

Can't be me. I've done both.

L4L

eli eli eli · Post by **eli eli eli** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 8:10 am

you, my secret one
glowing, blushing, ripening
envy of the sun

Guest · Post by **Guest** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 9:29 am

Can't see how it would be me as I haven't been asked for a picture.

At the risk of thinking I know something, try and give up on the attachment, and just focus on the love.

Peace.

alice · Post by **alice** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 9:34 am

i was being dramatic.

of course , i'm dying to see what he looks like and i miss talking on the phone, but our p.m. time together is perfect.

Kinetic II · Post by **Kinetic II** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 9:55 am

Well it wasn't me as I haven't been asked for a picture.

I was supposed to call last night but family and friends conspired to take me away for some good Italian comfort food after a rough day....and a couple of shots of Midori, tee-kill-ya and some other things made for a nice way to finish the day.

Patience · Post by **Patience** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 10:34 am

"...the invisible line I was following would become a single line, occupied
by a mingling of her and me where her soft and secret nature would be
penetrated or rather would enfold and, I would say, almost absorb the part
of myself that till then had been suffering at being alone and barren."

-Italo Calvino, cosmicomics

SED · Post by **SED** » Thu Oct 16, 2003 1:21 pm

If I was more than a year old, maybe it could be me. Hell, I get my sticky little mitts on the phone and just suck on it. Even Alice couldn't love that. Or maybe . . .

Patience · Post by **Patience** » Mon Oct 20, 2003 9:21 am

I love my brother. He just got out of the hospital, and his surgery went well. He's going to be stuck sitting on his ass for the next few months, and it'll probably drive him batshit crazy, but at least he's okay.

I miss that guy.

alice · Post by **alice** » Wed Oct 22, 2003 5:26 am

SED wrote:If I was more than a year old, maybe it could be me. Hell, I get my sticky little mitts on the phone and just suck on it. Even Alice couldn't love that. Or maybe . . .

hey little dude~

you suck!

especially on the phone.

isn't my husband the cutest thing you've ever seen?

DE FACTO · Post by **DE FACTO** » Thu Oct 23, 2003 3:35 am

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tzimisce1313 · Post by **tzimisce1313** » Thu Oct 23, 2003 10:25 am

hey, i love falling in love... who knows i might fall in love several tims out there on the playa.

Chai Guy · Post by **Chai Guy** » Thu Oct 23, 2003 7:28 pm

I met on her on the playa in 2002, it was nothing special, I gifted her some chai and we had a very brief conversation, I don't really remember anything about that first meeting except her name. It was filed in my brain and would come up from time to time. I always questioned why?

I met her again on the playa this year. I was riding my bike and saw her walking in the early morning light. She was beautiful and I shied away, hoping she didn't notice me starring. I did not recognize her as the woman I had met a year before. She said " I know you, you're Chai Guy!" , I blushed, embarrassed that I didn't know her name.

Just then my chai cart crashed in a huge implosion of bells, Buddhas, bicycle parts and spilled chai. She came to my rescue and we put the cart back together in that crazy kind of way where you just stare into the other person’s eyes and fumble around with your hands.

She shared her name and I recognized it immediately as the one stuck in my head all year. We walked together towards our respective camps and picked up moop and talked about wonderful things.

At one point we exchanged gifts, she asked me to close my eyes and instinctively I held out my hand, she then replied "Oh, no this isn't tactile" and held a tiny mechanical music box to my ear. It remains the BEST playa gift I have ever received.

We ended up in center camp and sat down briefly. She invited me to join her for the Burn, and I accepted. We both laughed at how silly it was to try to meet up with someone at Burning Man, but we crafted as simple a plan as we could, and promised to see each other later.

We hugged and went our separate ways.

That night I went looking for her but to no avail. I searched for her the next day as well, and still did not find her.

When I returned home I posted a message on the e-playa looking for her. Then a few weeks later I received this email from her

I have a visual image: when you and I parted and you went down your street and I went down mine, for the length of a few camps I could hear your bells and if the tents were positioned just right I could catch a glimpse of you passing behind one or two of them, until I reached my destination. very nice. I felt a smidge S.A.D. (separation anxiety disorder) but moreover, I had a warm feeling of joy and connection that stayed with me all day long and still lingers even now I am smiling. when I arrived in my camp (always a fun moment -- I always love a good entrance) I announced that I had re-met Chai Guy and that we had just fallen in love mooping the dawn playa together. this then became the theme of my day. I must say it brought a lot of smiles and happiness to those with whom I shared our little narrative (which btw, it warmed my heart to read your e-playa posting). I thought about your calm and gentle and centered energy a lot that day. my ex-ex-boyfriend showed up in camp after like 2 years and we had a beautiful connection as we shared the love of the Chai Guy narrative. a guy from my camp asked me to accompany him to Costco which I did a) because I had never done it before and b) because it was on the way to Swimming Pool Camp and I kept having these thoughts like "this is really kind of silly and untruthful to be here seeking a soul mate since I already found one this morning on the playa!" the guy from my camp loved hearing about our narrative, too. basically, your the best relationship I never had!

We exchanged emails and discussed how we had both tried to find each other the night of the burn and then relayed our own individual experiences.

Then a few weeks later she announced that she would be coming down to Southern California where I lived and asked if she could visit me. I invited her to stay the weekend. She accepted.

When I picked her up from the airport we talked about how silly we both felt, we met at Burning Man, for an hour, now we were going to spend a weekend together?

We got to my place and I offered her my bed as I would take the couch, "No, I think we should share the bed" she said, and so we did and I wrapped my arms around her and we slept that way all night both of us awaking in the same embrace.

We had breakfast and then sat on the beach to discuss what we would do that day. As we sat on the blanket we gently kissed and continued doing so until the sunset.

We spent that weekend sharing our dreams, hopes, experiences, and heart breaks. Nothing was held back, nothing was spared. We threw out every convention normally associated with getting to know a potential partner. We confessed our undying love for each other within hours.

Our time was soon up and she had to continue with her journey, but we made plans to spend the following weekend together if she had not yet left the country.

And so the following weekend was spent with more sharing and loving and positive thoughts for a possible future together. She now had to leave again, this time for the next 6 months, but I'll fly down to see her in December and we will share the holidays together and she will return to see me at the end of her journey and from there we will decide what is next.

This is the kind of love that makes me question if I have ever been in love before.

Alpha · Post by **Alpha** » Thu Oct 23, 2003 7:48 pm

couldn't have happened to a nicer guy, Chai. congratulations.

Isotopia · Post by **Isotopia** » Fri Oct 24, 2003 1:28 am

This is the kind of love that makes me question if I have ever been in love before

Hey Chai,

Snag it buddy. Snag it like it was the only fielder ever hit to you in your entire season. Don't let that shit hit the ground.

Keep it.

Keep it in your glove.

Keep walking back to the dugout as the fans go fucking wild and your buds slap your back and your ass for such a good play.

And then...

Keep walking out of the ball park - even amongst the fanfare. The hype. The bullshit. The interpretation. The speculation.

Walk. Keep walking bro.

Back to your car. Drive home and stay with that ball. Keep it close. Next to you.

You're home.

Lie in your bed... that precious ball next to your head. You fall asleep. You wake up and the ball's still there. It's still fucking there...

The memory of the nigh before still strong. And you KNOW.

It happened. It wasn't a dream.

Ah... you lucky bastard.

Hold on to it. Keep it close - or we'll kick your ass.

blyslv · Post by **blyslv** » Fri Oct 24, 2003 9:56 am

>>>When I picked her up from the airport we talked about how silly we both felt, we met at Burning Man, for an hour, now we were going to spend a weekend together?

YES!

Now I want to use one of those smileys. I want to say I know exactly how you feel. How utterly terrifying! How exhilerating! How could this happen? What happened to my shell? It collapsed like the burnt out hollowness it was. How could it possibly be so easy to connect?

It really does all come back to intent.

Thanks for the story chaiguy, it's nice to know I'm not alone.

The L Word

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