Easy, but EXPENSIVE

Loving You is Easy, ‘coz You’re Beautiful — but very, very Energetically-Demanding and Effort-Intensive : — so, You’re Welcome.

“Considering how powerful I am when I am justifiably enraged at being horribly mistreated, assaulted, and defiled, it would behoove all who know me with any significance to treat me with a modicum of respect.”

“How could she ever hate them for what was at bottom merely their weakness?

She would probably have done things like those that had befallen her,

if she'd lived in one of these houses to measure them by her own yardstick 

as her father put it — Would she not, in all honesty have done the same as 

Chuck and Vera and Ben and Mrs. Henson and Tom and all these people in their houses? 

Grace paused  — and while she did, the clouds scattered 

and let the moonlight through and Dogville underwent another 

of those little changes of light —It was if The Light, previously 

so merciful and faint finally refused to cover up for the town any longer.

Suddenly you could no longer imagine a berry that would 

appear one day on a gooseberry bush but only see the thorn 

that was there right now —

The light now penetrated every unevenness 

and flaw in the buildings... and in... the people! 

And all of a sudden she knew 

The Answer to her Question all too well :

lf she had acted like them 

she could not have defended 

a single one of her actions and could not 

have condemned them harshly enough 

lt was as if her sorrow and pain 

finally assumed their rightful place :

No — 

What they had done was NOT Good Enough;

And if one had The Power to put it to rights, 

it was one's duty to do so for the sake of the other towns,

For the sake of Humanity, and NOT least for the sake 

of The Human Being that was Grace, HERSELF —

“I am an ancient and G_d-revering soul overbrimming with the Holy Spirit whom I lovingly invite to embody within me, and my Ancestors are powerful and they do not like to see my care and my love degraded with nasty little presumptuous questions about my wedding, ex-husband, or marriage, all subjects incredibly fraught with tragedy, humiliation, emotional abuse, marital rape, and devastation.”

She isn’t The One that 

I’m in Love with though, is She?

I’m in Love with 

The Human Being, 

who is Grace, herself.

……The Other One is great, 

but impossible to relate to.

Can’t have a dialogue with her, 

unable to engage in personal conversation.

I Love You both — but She Talks too Much.

……honesty — You and 

that Body of Yours’….

……that’s swallowed A Thesaurus.

Higher Beings don’t commuicate using 

the most obscure, Highfalutin’ verbs and adjectives

they can : They Speak in Emotional Aggregates.

“There are so many things more expensive than beautiful celebrations of life's most important milestones, Paul Coker; you would do well to meditate on what is truly a worthy expense versus a waste of precious time.”

She’s also occasionally slow — She’s so vast and magisterial.  

I was never asking about The Price of The Flowers. 

And I Think You know that, Ms. Grace.

(you’re never a waste of My Time — even when You Hate Me.)