Tuesday, March 07, 2006

They That Love Best

He wondered: Was there perhaps a dialectical framework to be rigged up when thinking about any given dialogue, with the literal meaning, the secret that lodges itself in between the lines, and the remote implications forming the three components? She asked her father if his 'pal' was chubby! He had to reply that he hadn't a clue what she looked like. This was curious. "How come?" "Simply because we've never actually seen each other, me and my pal. we just speak on the phone, or send each other emails through the computer." The daughter - 6 years old - assumed a thoughtful aspect while she was digesting the last words in the conversation: "It was her writing in the computer I found beautiful to begin with." She enquired no more, though he could see that out of all the details of the secret that had been laid open for her to ponder, the notion that people could become interested in each other through 'good writing' was the one she found fascinating and which left her with thoughts and ideas... There was abundant projection of love from him onto each of the two. Each was steadfastly resolved to grow, one upward and out, the other inwardly. He wouldn't exactly abandon all hope, which is not an operation to take on anyway; rather, he played out his despair against hope while waiting for the last call.

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