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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476687" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>If You're Braver Than I Am</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you're braver than I am<br>it's only because you're more desparate you said <br>and I broke down laughing in tears <br>as you were tripping on mushrooms <br>and I was starting to peak on acid.<br>Why should you love me at all you asked <br>and I said I like to take subjective risks <br>and I can still light up at the smile you gave me <br>because you thought I thought you were dangerous. <br>Have you stayed dangerous over the years? <br>Did you ever find enlightenment? <br>Or have all those Doors of Perception we stepped through <br>way back then to expand our cosmic consciousness <br>by crossing all our thresholds <br>and dotting all our taboos<br>closed like space behind you? <br>Have you made your return address a point of view<br>you can live with <br>and turned those beautiful Hispanic eyes <br>into late night windows <br>that don't see anything that ever goes down in the neighbourhood? <br>Is your seeing still ambidextrous <br>or have you shut your eyes to the world <br>so they're more wall than window <br>and there's only one way of looking in? <br>Sometimes I think that night I dropped acid with you <br>on China Beach under the stars <br>estranged by the flames and shadows and smoke <br>of a cedar fire eager to burn its first heretic <br>I got so high I've never come down <br>and though forty-four years have passed <br>I'm still nineteen back there somewhere with you. <br>Even my mother used to say in frustration <br>when she couldn't win the argument <br>that I had a way of turning things upside-down.<br>That may well be so <br>but I'd still rather be an oxymoron <br>that can see all sides of things at once <br>like a multi-faceted jewel turning in the light <br>in front of a mirror <br>that doesn't know which one of its infinite profiles to choose<br>and doesn't, <br>than suffer the Great Reversal of the Hourglass <br>and end up walking on my head <br>and thinking with my feet<br>just so everybody would think I was normal. <br>I'm still nineteen back there somewhere with you <br>and the fire we lit that night<br>like something ephemeral <br>among so much that was eternal <br>keeps flaring up in me like a phoenix that's never gone out. <br>Clarity doesn't turn a lie into the truth.<br>And enlightenment might be so blissed out <br>it celebrates its own ignorance <br>because everything is perfect just as it is <br>but I still think there's more sincerity in the search <br>than there is in the finding. <br>I still think life is a mystery that surpasses its own wonder. <br>I still think every moment contains the whole of space<br>without beginning or end <br>like a water droplet contains the whole of the sea. <br>I still think that whenever people touch one another gently <br>they leave their fingerprints on the window <br>like constellations on the sky <br>that prove our identities are as indelible as light.<br>I still think there's something more alluringly mystical about action <br>than there is in the undynamic peace of contemplation. <br>But the best is to make love as we did that night <br>as a tantric mode of creative annihilation<br>that showed the drugs we were on<br>like flying carpets <br>what it was like for once <br>to get so euphorically high on us<br>the next time they saw us coming <br>they'd just say yes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+White">Patrick White</a><div class=q>
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it's only because you're more desparate you said 
and I broke down laughing in tears 
as you were tripping on mushrooms 
and I was starting to peak on acid.
Why should you love me at all you asked 
and I said I like to t..."></div>
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