a love story

[femme_fatale!]

Once there was a husband and wife, Roger and Susan. Roger wrote a book about their adventures, part fiction but a lot of non-fiction, too. Then one day Roger and Susan discovered that each wanted a different future, he to continue to fly and write, she to rest from the constantly increasing workload of managing many books in many editions and languages around the world. She had the right to choose a quiet future, he had a right to choose an active one, and neither wished to force the other to live as they did not want to live.

After careful thought, after countless discussions, and for reasons that at last made perfect sense to each of them, the two separated and divorced, wishing love and happiness to each other. Susan made one request, however: She asked Roger please never mention her name on his website. Unless she chose to write about herself, she said, and unless readers chose to buy her books, what she did in her private life was nobody's business but her own. Roger agreed. A reader's right to know a writer's personal choices stops at the last page of any writer's book.
So Roger promised not to mention her name, and the two went their ways, each grateful to the other for powerful lessons learned from their long marriage.

Most readers know that the end of a marriage is an enormously complex event, and his readers trusted that Roger and Susan probably had not taken this step one afternoon on a lark, for the fun of it, because they had nothing else to do.

A tiny fraction of visitors to his website, though, did not accept the news, nor did they recognize that Susan had a right to live her own quiet life. These few badgered poor Roger: "Where's Susan? How dare you separate? We trusted you when you said that you loved each other, and by divorcing you have shattered our world! Your books, once truth, are now lies! We shall never believe in love again -- we hate you both, and everything you stand for!"

While he realized that his readers were free to hate, Roger also realized his mistake. He had forgotten to remind that last one-thousandth of one percent of his readers that each is an independent person, responsible for her or his own independent choices. He had forgotten, in the book about his life with Susan, to insert one last sentence:

Everything in this book may be wrong.

[femme_fatale!]

Actually I copied the story from richardbach.com. I find it beautiful so I posted it in here.

The site have noted that the story is pure fiction; a fable, with a moral.
I doubt it. The writer must have really patterned the story to the story of their love lives – Richard Bach and Leslie Parrish.

Anyway, I love these people!

[Dromiceius]

A lesson well learned: crazy and/or stupid people often have internet access. I like.

The site have noted that the story is pure fiction; a fable, with a moral.
I doubt it.

Is it so hard to believe? There are people whose real lives are practically fiction.

[femme_fatale!]

A lesson well learned: crazy and/or stupid people often have internet access. I like.

Crap. I don't understand what you mean

Is it so hard to believe? There are people whose real lives are practically fiction.

I like that! You gave me a wonderful realization today!
I'm going to quote you too as my sig sometime.

[Dromiceius]

Crap. I don't understand what you mean

Those last two paragraphs. It's an amusing observation on stupid, yet somewhat common behavior.

"We shall never believe in love again -- we hate you both, and everything you stand for!"

i know it's an exaggeration, but still... lunatics bug me.

[femme_fatale!]

i know it's an exaggeration, but still... lunatics bug me.

Actually for quite sometime I got disappointed too to what happened to Richard and Leslie. They have so much love for each other but why, why, why??? For days I was depressed having known before that they separated ways. But well, after reflecting a lot about it, their decission was really and truly Love.

I understand how those "lunatics" felt. The problem is (not really a problem, just for lack of better term) is that they judged the couple right away without even trying to consider the reasons behind.

[leouna]

affectation.
Main Entry: af·fec·ta·tion
Pronunciation: "a-"fek-'tA-sh&n
Function: noun
1 a : the act of taking on or displaying an attitude or mode of behavior not natural to oneself or not genuinely felt b : speech or conduct not natural to oneself.

Now, doesn't this say a whole lot about the psychology that creates this present world?

[Dromiceius]

Now, doesn't this say a whole lot about the psychology that creates this present world?

Does it? I don't understand your point.

Originally Posted by leouna

Now, doesn't this say a whole lot about the psychology that creates this present world?

Tell me about it.

Feeling Free is ironic.

[leouna]

Originally Posted by Dromiceius

Does it? I don't understand your point.

McWorld mutates culture to fit into the melting pot/crucible of racism. Players in the mutated culture act the roles that the society of groups does not find objectionable.

So the perfect relationship in McWorld often becomes perfect affectation.

Originally Posted by Misfit

Tell me about it.

Feeling Free is ironic.

Now that is deep.

Soul mates seeking marriage need to think in terms of willing captivity.

[IamJoseph]

Originally Posted by leouna

Soul mates seeking marriage need to think in terms of willing captivity.

We have free choice - within a prison of space-time. Marraige partners seeking soul mates - in these times? whatever happened to terrific legs!

Originally Posted by leouna

Now that is deep.

That's because I miss reading you. You bring out the best in me.

willing captivity.

Some states don’t have laws against entrapment. I think my state has laws against it.

[leouna]

Originally Posted by Misfit

That's because I miss reading you. You bring out the best in me.

Some states don’t have laws against entrapment. I think my state has laws against it.

The law against identy theft supercedes Colorado's issue about entrapment.

Besides, it usually just means setting me up with the right lady.

Originally Posted by leouna

Besides, it usually just means setting me up with the right lady.

If I was a lesbian, I'd be all over you.

[Dragon]

Hmmm lesbos...hey ladies mind if i watch?

Just kiddin. (the wife would prolly kill me...er then again she would say "i told ya so! Because i keep telling her i am not interested in two woman doing it kind of thing. )