I believe in friendship -- and companionship, and acquaintanceship, and many other kinds of closeness between human beings. Big of me, right? No, I'm just making the point that there are lots of degrees of friendship that I participate in -- and would participate in, if it were possible.
Love is another matter -- erotic love requires the physical ability to love, and the mental and psychological ability to be close to, to respond to, to fulfill, the needs of another human being. More than a generation of time between two people in a love (erotic) relationship nearly makes that relationship implausible if not impossible. The genetic attractions won't be there -- and if they are there, they are easily undone by the reality of -- too slow, too fat, too ugly, too... I recognize my own limitations at this point -- even though attracted to the breathless face and smiling eyes of a twenty-something-year-old, I need to keep myself in check and not instead try to pretend I'm an Anthony Weiner type middle-aged (or old-aged) freak who can't see his own reflection in the mirror.
Love is mysterious and also has many other levels -- even within the erotic realm. Desire can be internalized into a dream-landscape, which is all the really old really have. I can't pretend to be 20 again no matter how good of an actor I am, or how self-delusional as well.
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