A Magnificent Rose Smelling Faintly Of Blood

“Love is the world’s infinite mutability; lies, hatred, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of its opposites, a magnificent rose smelling faintly of blood.”
– Tony Kushner, THE ILLUSION.

“This is a message to all the young women who have found their one and only.

This is a message to the girls who fell in love for the first time.

This is a message to those who believe in Love, because the reality of Love is far from what it really is.

A long term relationship is what we aspire to, because the myth of ‘soulmates’ have haunted us since we were young and stuffed with mediated representations of Love: two people ‘meant’ for each other. Yet, it is in a long term relationship that we learn, and we learn it the hard way: nothing in Real Love is ever like our Ideal idea of Love.”

Memories Of A Beauty

It’s Friday! So it’s time for… this week’s Picture it & Write:

I need to destroy it.

I took the soft orange paper between my fingers.

Are you a fool? My conscience was retorting back at me.

A Gift Of A Rose

Today, I have nothing to give you but this rose:

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet Kisses From Home

Since I missed last week’s photo challenge, I’m going to merge both the one I missed and this week’s into one and same post… and photo: Home and Kiss together, which makes Kisses from Home 🙂

This is the flower that my father gave to my mother on St. Valentine’s Day. For him, it’s a tradition to honour the woman he loves every year with a beautiful fresh morning red rose. (at 6 a.m.!)