{"sf1_id":579267,"sf2_id":"rnaX42om","title":"Coming to Realize","author":"Care A Lot","words":294,"posted_at":"2013-08-21T03:22:00.000Z","tags":["Depeche Mode","M/F","Mrs. Brisby","Poetry","Reflection","prose"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/579267-coming-to-realize","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rnaX42om","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/1c/df/1cdf3258-471b-4087-b7e4-b395296a72d2","description":"The quest to delve within myself my love with Mrs. Brisby continues. I do not own the rights to the use of the lyrics of \"Break The Silence\", by Depeche Mode, from \"Violator\", 1991, I believe.","content":"_ALL I EVER WANTED_\n\n_ALL I EVER NEEDED_\n\n_IS HERE IN MY ARMS_\n\n_WORDS ARE VERY_\n\n_UNNECESSARY_\n\n_THEY CAN ONLY DO HARM_\n\nTonight, I performed the perfect gentleman, Mrs. Brisby,\n\nwidow, of four.\n\nI keep your grace in mind,\n\nand remember that we come from the same time period,\n\nlate seventies, or so.\n\nBack at a time when high tech gadgets\n\nmeant almost little,\n\nand love was represented from books, of all kinds,\n\nwhether it be the Bible, or a Care Bears story.\n\nNow\n\n_ALL I EVER WANTED_\n\n_ALL I EVER NEEDED_\n\n_IS HERE IN MY ARMS_\n\nI have a small headache tonight, Mrs. Brisby,\n\nbut it's not enough to keep me from you.\n\nI love you, I do.\u0026nbsp; I love you, and I'll say it again.\u0026nbsp; I love you.\u0026nbsp;\n\nLove is not \"I want to tear through your pants, and ravage your flesh.\"\n\nLove is \"I have a great passion for your courage, and want to drink from your well.\"\n\n_WORDS ARE VERY_\n\n_UNNECESSARY_\n\n_THEY CAN ONLY DO HARM_\n\nA ridiculous sin is one where I refuse to submit to my sharpest feelings at all.\n\nAn imbecile refuses to accept any boundaries.\n\nI know you are not 'real', Mrs. Brisby.\n\nAlas, this world is a limitation to 'reality'.\n\nThank God, however, that I have my soul, and my heart, and mind,\n\nbecause I believe in love,\n\nMrs. Brisby.\n\nI believe that we can live through each other, in spirit, in idea.\u0026nbsp; The message you spread is no different from the message of Christ, or Buddha, to love, to transcend suffering.\u0026nbsp; These days, the ability to transcend common harrumph, and see a great, glimmering, golden road to loving freedom, is a miraculous joy.\n\nAnd, that is why I love you, Mrs. Brisby.\n\nThank you.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}