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Introduction

In the tapestry of existence, we often hang pictures of our personal patron saints on the wall. These silent guardians watch over us, reminding us of our roots and the essence of our being. We ponder where we came from, and perhaps more intriguingly, what we will always be. It's a curious dance, isn't it? I, for one, am just a spoiled little kid who once donned the uniform of a Catholic school. But as I stand here, I know that when I depart this world, I won't ascend to the ranks of the holy and the free. Instead, I'll remain here in Ohio, a bit satanic, a bit chained, and until the end of time, that's where I'll be.

The Quest for Self-Love

A unique demand lingers in the air: "Make me love myself so that I might love you." It's a plea to align our inner world with the external, to bridge the gap between self-acceptance and love for others. But there's a caveat - don't make me a liar. When I uttered those words, I believed them with all my heart. Yet, Saint Calvin advises not to fret about the perception of others. After all, he's got his own cosmic matters to tend to. In the grand tapestry of humanity, there's a common thread between us, and it's not our assured immortality, but rather the inevitability of being forgotten.

The Enigmatic Saint Bernard

Saint Bernard, perched atop the driveway, has an affinity for dogs. He expresses a love for them, but I can't help but wonder if I, as a human, fall into the category of creatures that he adores. I may not know for sure, but I'm trying my best to bark these songs, to make my presence felt, to be more than just a mere observer of life's grand spectacle. It's the burstiness of existence, the interplay of complex and simple sentences that keeps the story alive, after all.

Matters of the Heart

As I walked into the doctor's office, a sense of unease gripped my heart. It felt as though I had been struck by the unpredictable trends of life, and I couldn't decipher the rhythm of my own emotions. What was happening to me? The doctor, in his wisdom, offered a diagnosis: "Listen, you fool, you're falling in love again." Ah, the perilous journey of falling in love, a dance as old as time, fraught with excitement, danger, and unpredictability.

The Dance of Love

Falling in love is like a rollercoaster ride, a thrilling plunge into the unknown. It can be intoxicating, terrifying, and utterly irresistible. The heart races, the mind spins, and we find ourselves lost in the depths of emotion. But, even in this maddening descent, we seek the strength to carry on. We share our hearts and stories, hoping that our vulnerabilities will be met with understanding and empathy.

The Endless Spiral

The melody of life plays on, an ever-changing composition of emotions, experiences, and encounters. We try to complicate our thinking, we strive to understand, and we yearn to connect. In the grand dance of existence, we search for meaning, for a glimpse of the profound in the seemingly mundane.

Conclusion

In the tapestry of life, we hang pictures of patron saints on our wall, seeking a connection to our roots and a reminder of who we are. The dance of existence is a complex one, filled with bursts of emotion, unpredictability, and a quest for self-love. As we navigate the twists and turns, we often find ourselves falling in love, and it's in this journey that we discover the strength to carry on. Life is a continuous spiral, a dance of emotions and experiences that we strive to understand and find meaning in. So, let's embrace the complexity, burstiness, and unpredictability of life, and keep dancing to the rhythm of our own stories.