Simple pleasures

[plural]

Tonight I have crossed the line
from an optimist to a pessimist

perhaps not entirely in seriousness
but if my glass says so then it must be true

and a glass containing
twenty two year old scotch
is rarely if ever mistaken

and since I am curious I have made this handy poll

[Poll #75627]

I have been thinking
about using scotch as a guide for dating
using it as an age line

i.e.

you must be at least this old to ride this ride
[which is convenient as well]
[cause I can always tap a younger bottle]
[should I want to tap a younger filly]

back to my original comment
I have this glass which I adore

the glass is from Italy
shaped like an oversized shot glass
and contains about six ounces of liquor
when filled

now granted it is the size and shape
which I appreciate most

it is perfect for gulping down
obscene amounts of liquor in one sitting
while
this is not my activity tonight
it still among my favorites

the glass is solid and clear
the only markings
a white line encircling it
somewhere about the middle

with the words

Ottimista
above the line

and

Pessimista
below the line

the idea of course is that it is bad form
to allow a glass to fall below the line
and should be rapidly refilled
whenever that becomes a danger

hence the ease at which
one can consume such quantities

of course
it is hard not to be pessimistic
when drinking so fine a scotch
as
one realizes a little too quickly

that this elixir contains more
depth and strength of character
than
the vast majority of people out there

that this simple drink
is a better human than most of you
is it any wonder

that alcohol seems preferable
to human interaction?

I think not

I however am not an alcoholic
I just drink like one
*wink*

Comments

[plural.livejournal.com]

for someone who advocates detachment

I spend a lot of time dwelling on vices in general

of course I think the other post I made last night, would have been better suited for this comment, as this is more a post of whimsy and humour than seriousness.

and to be completely honest, I am not detached, I am aware. I have, enjoy, and experience the same emotions that everyone else does, the difference which I strive for, is that I am aware of them and how they desire to affect my actions. The only emotion I do not allow myself is anger as it is unproductive.

I strive to detach my actions from my emotions, not to detach myself from emotion.

with women in particular, the problem is double sided

I enjoy sex, or used to, I am not sure anymore. until recently I had a similar drive as you are experiencing now, while I handled it differently. Historically a significant portion of my time has been devoted to enjoyment of sex
[not however the search of sex]
[as we both know it is easy to acquire]

but really it goes beyond sex, I adore people, or more accurately humanity, they fascinate me, disgust me, amuse me to no end.

I suppose it is rather similar to what hamlet expresses in the soliloquy "Quintessence of dust"
[I rather assume I do not have to quote that more expressly for you]

I have always thrived on connections with people, learned to understand them better than they understood themselves, and what connection can be more intimate and more revealing than sex? when you have sex with someone, as a part of a relationship, it breaks down walls and barriers emotionally and intellectually. Not to mention how much you can learn about a person from the way they approach and behave in sex.

Why the focus on others, why spend so much time learning about them? it is simple, I recognized at a young age that I could perceive things about others, which I could not perceive about myself, my emotions at such an age were stronger than my reason. When I began to understand patterns of behaviour in other people, it became easy for me to identify such patterns in my own behaviour and combined with the understandings of the failures associated with those patterns, I was able to strong arm my emotions out of the way. This began in earnest the process of self determination, and I continue not only exploring myself but exploring others as part of that process

besides sex is fun, it is was always a win-win for everyone involved *grin*

the other side of women issue, is far more problematic and far less clean and wholesome.

I know what a partnership of equals is like, I loved a woman who was indeed my equal, strong, willful, intelligent at my level [which is quite rare] and most of all, self-disciplined and self-determined. The connection we shared was incredibly powerful, focused and stimulating. Without reservation, I want that connection again, and on that level, I am not willing to settle for some trollop who simply raise my children and clean my house. Those are jobs better suited for Maids and Nannies as it is. I want, perhaps even desperately, a partner in crime, someone with whom to share my triumphs, my joys, and indeed even my pain. I realize this may seem strange to you, a contradiction of much that I have said and that I do, and perhaps it is. Had I not experienced it, I would view it with a certain degree of scorn. I would be happy simply in my pursuit of self-perfection.

Unfortunately I suppose, I have experienced it, I have loved a woman, not a girl, and loved her as a man, not a boy. She was truly an inspiration to me as I was to her, we played off each others strengths, supported each other in difficult moments, separately we were great, together we were far more.

I am going to stop here before I revolt even myself with such ramblings, but perhaps from this you will gain some understanding of why it is so problematic for me. And as you may guess, I do not allow myself to let problems stew, but must address them head on. At this point in my life, having achieved a modicum of financial and "career" success, relationships stand out as the least developed area of my life, and so I focus on understanding myself and others, in an effort to modify this.

[ikilled007.livejournal.com]

Good response. I can relate to a lot of that.

I also don't get angry. I feign anger when it is useful to do so.

Did you ever read my video game analysis of women?

[plural.livejournal.com]

aye I do as well
the appearance of anger can be quite useful
unlike anger itself

I allow myself the occasional pissiness
but only as a method of briefly venting frustrations
before turning my attention to solutions

while I can see your point in the video game analogy
and the point is not entirely false
the analogy doesnt hold up in reality

in the video game you are handcuffed together
physically
this removes the most obvious benefit of a partnership
the ability to excert influence in multiple places
at the same time

imagine how well parents would function
if they were handcuffed together?

the reason parenthood is possible amongst the other demands of society
is that the responsibilities can be juggled from one person to the other

if your significant other is not capable of acting independantly
and on an equal level i.e. with the same capacities as you
it is indeed a hinderance and a liability

but just imagine if you had someone of equal capabilities as you
someone who you could trust to act with the same competancies and standards as you hold yourself to

in essence you would gain all the benefits of a single person
that being focus of will and quality control
in addition to the benefits of a partnership

only in a true partnership of equals can the sum be more than the parts
in an inequal partnership the sum is always less than parts
which is why it becomes a liability rather than an asset