The Loved Ones

Whom are these magical ‘loved’ people, the ones that have earned the right to be adored - and therefore, if they so choose, are rarely or never without romantic companionship? Perhaps they have been gifted with special powers of attraction. Or maybe their existence is more valid than the non-adored. Or the non-adored have committed karmic, adoration-based, transgressions – possibly in a previous life. Or, possibly, the non-adored are so rampantly adept at self-comfort and independence that they don't require adoration.

Long term couples are often celebrated if they stay together for lengthy milestone numbers of years; couplehood time-frames that society has seemingly deemed as worthy achievements. But societies don’t celebrate milestone time-frames for being uncoupled. How rude! In a couple (no pun intended) of years, I’ll be reaching my 15 year anniversary of being uncoupled – not counting the very early years, though I did have some (torrid) primary school romances – and assuming that, in this time, Eric Northman doesn’t transform from fictional vampire to actual living vampire and hunt me down (for romantic purposes…or whatever). I think someone should throw me a 15 year uncoupled anniversary party! (Not really).

I like to think that the reason I’m ‘unloved’, is that I’m an aberrant freak of nature (as opposed to an acceptable freak of nature). I realise this makes me sound a little egotistical (obviously, most people aspire to being aberrant freaks of nature), but I’m okay with this, for I take great pride in my ego and all its attendant self-glorifications.

Cockatoo Tree

Tree bearing the white-feathered cockatoo fruit:


White-feathered cockatoo fruit 'disembarking':


Back to normal:



[Edit Update: The cockatoos may be corellas - birds confound me! The important thing to note is that they are loud and white and travel in packs and wouldn't be out of place in an Alfred Hitchcock movie starring Tippi Hedren]

Who Knows What Manner of Depraved Inanity May Spew Forth from my Brain...

...so it's probably for the best that I don't write a blog post. Instead, in honour of Good Friday, here is a religious photo: