On contemplation. The issue i have with the idea known as Unconditional Love is by definition it has a condition, that it is Unconditional. In practical terms my idea of love is as defined by my colleague the good Dr. Leary is the absorbing of information without attachment to it. So yeah nice bunch of words but what happens when you don't get the girl?
Okay, so what happens is the information is usually delivered by some side effect of the lymphatic system, commonly known as emotions. Hurt, disappointment, rejection, and various other weird shit translate as just energies with specific colours and vibrations, i generally taste them, get a feel for how they work and how they effect me, what they mean on various levels and what i can learn from the experience, there's no real attachment to them, just subtle processes that i am aware of, various significance can be placed upon them, but this is random and arbitrary, after all, it's just an emotion. An opportunity to exchange, update and experience information.
This does not mean i am a robot, navigating my way through life, on the contrary, if you read my other entries you can see i get angry and passionate about things just like you, but the signifcance of these experiences are quantic. It's not just all energy, its information.

Listening to an awesome new cd, i urge you to go buy, if you like sexy dark creeping throbbing funky sexy sonic treatments, with great vocals and lyrics. The band is called Dimmer and the cd is 'It all looks the same at night.'