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After releasing the creative energy I had on that particular night in my previous post, I've decided to write a full length poem in a similar style. But in general, I know that I just really need to start writing poetry more.

And here are scrambled notes I put in my phone to blog about:

What does "one love" even mean? It may be straight forward and I'm about a minute away from googling it, but the reason for my confusion is due to the song by Massive Attack, "One Love" which was sung by one of their regular singers Horace Andy. [Mind you, this is not a cover of Bob Marley]. I'm a fan of Mr. Andy's voice and work with Massive Attack, however I stumbled across some information about him not being a fan of same-sex relationships. This has greatly reduced my likeness for him. So I think "One Love" has some undertones of that, which further affects my overall view of the common phrase "one love." Well, now I just did my little research and the good 'ol Urban Dictionary solved that for me. While Horace may be focusing on monogamy, I still have an inclination to believe he is excluding homosexuals. I don't like it.

Deception has been a theme in some posts of the past. Unfortunately, the concept of deception is not reserved for my past. It is still current. The focus is not of the acts of deception I have encountered, but the mere existence of it and how it affects me. I have come upon the realization that deception is one of the top things that greatly offend me, or in other words, are personally felonious. Deception greatly affects my weight of affection towards a person. Two people may have wronged me in similar ways, but whoever is more deceptive about it will be the one who will not being hearing much from me. This might be a feeling most people have, but it is something I pay particular explicit attention to. But at the same time it is something that gets pass me for longer than it should. My general naiveness when it comes to people I have any fragment of interest or fondness for makes me a perfect target for deception. In hand with that is my sometimes even contradictory perspective that people are good. The older I get, the more I understand the saying "ignorance is bliss."
But that doesn't suit well for me, ignorance leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

I like eating a lot of red onions lately. I pile them on my tostadas, my tacos, my burritos, and my salads. And it all just leaves me with onion breath.

I don't like to discuss too often my growing Scorpioness [or Scorpionic appeal], the temptressness, and fanclub all that much but it is secretly something I'm in love with and equally puzzled by.

I really do love everything about wine.

I hate that I dated the guy that has dated just about every girl at the bar.

When I was younger and even still I have this fear of driving on freeways. They scare me, as well as driving in certain places or times or with certain people. I find it funny, considering all this, that I would be the one to enjoy late night drivings on freeways with great loud music. It is therapeutic.