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On Friendship - Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing...
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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On Friendship
Nonloners have a set of rules by which friendship is played. Dry your tears. End your fears. Give you hope. Help you cope. Loners play by a different set of rules. Ours is a smaller set. A simpler set. A purer set. Critics would call it rudimentary, unreasonable, skewed. The do not understand that what we have to give is not what always what others have to give.

We care. We feel. We think. We do not always miss the absent one. We cannot always come when called. Being friends with a loner requires patience and wisdom that distance does not mean dislike.

Troubles always ensue when assumptions clash, when expectations do not match. Nonloners who wish to be our friends --- and they do, it happens all the time --- arrive assuming that their rule book is the only rule book. We are aware of their rules, just as immigrants come to recognize words in the languages of their adopted nations, yet speak their own languages at home. We are aware of their needs. Their idea of fun, their entreaties, their sense of time and how much is enough --- these are all to familiar. Not sharing them makes us outlaws and , before we know it, we are being callled bad friends.

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For loners, friends are all the more essential because in many cases they are our sole conduits to the outside world. They are channels, filters, valves, rivers from the outback to the sea. When we find good ones, we pour ourselves into them.

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It is all too easy for loners to forget how many of us there are, out there, somewhere. We generally will not meet each other, will not recognize each other and rush over, bubbling, urging each other to meet all of our other friends. Friends do not come easily to us. Too often we can be fooled into believing we do not have "enough" of them: that this reflects, as the outside world would have it, harshly on us. Or we can be fooled into believing that if we are too picky, we do not deserve for our search to end. It does. Or we can be misled into thinking that company, just a bit, betrays our true identitiy as loners. It does not. Not if she makes you laugh. Not if she always know when it is time to go.


--- Anneli Rufus from "Party Of One: The Loners' Manifesto"

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From: (Anonymous) Date: March 6th, 2004 10:23 pm (UTC) (Link)

Loners....


I've liked this ever since I stumbled across it years ago, thought you might like it too.

Don't you just love coincidences? Was just readin "The Prophet" to my sweet one a month ago. I've got comments in the margin.

I have no comments yet in the margin of "In The Beginning"

-sonja



"Conscientious Objector"
Edna St. Vincent Millay

I shall die, but
that is all that I shall do for Death.
I hear him leading his horse out of the stall;
I hear the clatter on the barn-floor.
He is in haste; he has business in Cuba,
business in the Balkans, many calls to make this morning.
But I will not hold the bridle
while he clinches the girth.
And he may mount by himself:
I will not give him a leg up.

Though he flick my shoulders with his whip,
I will not tell him which way the fox ran.
With his hoof on my breast, I will not tell him where
the black boy hides in the swamp.
I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death;
I am not on his pay-roll.

I will not tell him the whereabout of my friends
nor of my enemies either.
Though he promise me much,
I will not map him the route to any man's door.
Am I a spy in the land of the living,
that I should deliver men to Death?
Brother, the password and the plans of our city
are safe with me; never through me Shall you be overcome.
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