Steve's World

OK,

If you have been a long time (well, long in this weblogs life) reader, you may remember the interpretation of Moore’s Third Law I presented a ways back. The one for socially retarded people like myself- “Any sufficiently nice person is indistinguishable from someone who likes me”. I was referring of course, to those people who are so genuinely nice and responsive to you, that, well, you wonder if you’re reading the signals right. Are they just a friendly and nice person who finds me likable, or do they maybe find me really likable? That can and will drive a good man (or woman) nuts at times.

Being more human then I’d like most days, I have suffered from that, as most who are able to be honest with themselves have. Now what we do with it is another matter… Hmmm, perceptive readers will start to realize I’m talking about Lima Bean girl. And readers who have a good memory will also realize that I never shared the outcome, did I try and get to know her, did I realize I’m out of my mind and there’s no chance, or that she was just really nice and friendly, and that I must be crazy to even think…

Hmmm, so you say inquiring minds want to know, eh? OK, I’ll safely tread this tightrope, and all the names will be changed to protect the innocent. Wait, no such thing as an innocent person in my circles, but you should know by now we don’t do names when it gets too real.

In a nutshell, I was close to the point of seeing if there was a possibility. But I did the smart thing and first consulted my, lets call him, spiritual advisor. Someone who has been down the path before and whose suggestions I almost always follow, and when I don’t I usually pay for it afterwards. I told him what I was wondering, and he knows Lima Bean girl also, so I figured he wouldn’t steer me wrong. He basically told me to leave it alone. He said there may be unfinished stuff going on there and best bet was just stay away. Well I heeded his advice, although I must say even to this day sometimes if I sit next to her I can feel my temperature go up 15 degrees and I may start to sweat, so easiest thing is don’t sit near her and hope nobody notices, right? Anyway, he gave me his advice, and actually a couple weeks later, my ex-girlfriend sent me an email, she had disappeared into thin air. We met, we talked, she explained where she was and why she had to remove herself, and well, if you haven’t guessed, she’s not my ex any more.

But sometimes I wonder. And I’m human too, so when I see her and she laughs, and I see how her eyes are so alive with feeling, and how animated she can be, I know she has a beautiful soul and is one of us, one of those who live today the best we can, for we’re grateful we have right now, and we remember that. But I’m waxing poetic now, aren’t I? Let’s be real, I don’t even know her, I see her around now and then, she seems like a good person, and I’m sure if I ever got to know her she’s wonderful, but lets assume we won’t ever know and just leave it at that.

And I’ll just cover my ass by saying, if you think you know what the f**k I’m talking about, you’re wrong, that’s all there is to it. Although it does make me think of a book, or novella, I read many years ago, by Goethe, called “The Sorrows Of Young Werther” it has in fact been made available online by the Gutenberg Project, if you would like to read it you may, it’s not long, and it’s available here for your enlightenment. Goethe was quite remarkable, and considered a “Universal Genius”.

A Universal Genius you may ask, what is that? Well it is considered to be an unmeasurable genius. Goethe, who you may know as “just a writer and poet” was in fact also a model for Nietzsche’s overman, and his adult IQ is estimated at around 210. I never hear people discuss him much, can’t remember the last time I heard someone say they had just read him. But if you read the little novella in the link I just gave above, you will indeed be surprised at the depth of emotion he touched upon.

In any case, it’s getting late and I have to wake up and make sure Sam gets up for the bus in the morning, so I’ll call it a night. I’ll also say that I have little grass seedlings sprouting under the hay, so maybe I’ll have a lawn again soon! Yay ! And I’ll also say this as well. My heart is taken, and I am indeed happy for the first time in many years, but it was nice to see L.B.G. and to wonder, and to just be content in knowing I don’t know.

With that, I’m outta here folks, y’all have a good one and I hope I said plenty without saying much…

g’nite