2025/05/15

So much love

I know a little about love. I met a man last night in Muraya who I complimented multiple times. In about one hour, we spoke about existance, sociology, the universe, political history, a little on ethics, love and human interaction. And we weren’t really talking that much. I was speaking with others. But that last topic stopped our conversation and the fact that they needed to catch their last train. He had a tear under his eye. After receiving his companion’s meishi, I assumed - she put that there. He often said it was “hard” probably in the sense that it is “difficult”. This was the point I realised that my English wasn’t enough to express my feeling of agreement and disagreement mixing and coming at the same time - like it’s blended. And I think this was the point, because we were talking about love and the best way to continue that conversation I had in my pocket for him was silence. I think I even told him he was beautiful. It’s not often I tell a grown man with a beard and experience in their sunken eyes that they are beautiful, especially when we just met.

He said something about Socrates and that they teach it in schools in Greece. I guess he was a kid that listened. I was too but there wasn’t much taught at the school I went to that I found was of any value (at the time). Something, something people being mirrors of one another? It was the first time I have ever had a conversation with someone referring to something Socrates wrote like he was a real person. Because he was. And he wrote a lot. And that writing still exists in schools, apparently. And I should probably read some of that. The last time read that name, I was pronouncing it “so crates”. So, another thing that gave me the same feeling of agreement and disagreement at the same and following up with silence.

These people exist. It’s not that often I bump into a mirror. He had all the words and all of them fit quite well. Can I thank his mum and dad for finding love? I wonder how many kids know the intimate details of their parents. I think those kids are the lucky ones. Cause those are some inhibitions that don’t really need to be there. And between people. I am starting to realise my intimacy with life.

I’m in Osaka and I need to go to the doctor today. There is so much more that I haven’t written. I guess that’s the balance Mr So Crates found. I’ll get there. Yes, I’m coming up. My soul will have to wait. Yeah, nah. It’s right here.